Our kitchen countertops are about 40 inches apart between the main counter and island. We don’t know why we ever thought cats could be trained not to jump up onto the counters or not to jump the chasm between kitchen island and countertop. We’d like to think we’re much smarter now. Tessa helped educate us.
And she sticks the landing, just as she planned. Don’t tell her she’s 14 1/2 years old and shouldn’t be doing this. She’ll tell you age is just a number.
Someone opened the window to air things out after someone else’s fragrant litter box deposit and seemingly, a whole ‘nother world opened up for Quint and Tessa.
Hey, there’s birds out there! They know they can come closer, right Dad? Dad? Tell ’em to come over here. Hey BIRDS! Hey! C’mere! Over here!
Dad, they’re doing it wrong. Birds don’t want to be told what to do. They want to do things on their own. You see, if I wanted a bird, I wouldn’t meow at it like some silly cat. I’d just stick my paw out there like this and sooner or later, one would land on it. And I’ve have a new friend. Tell those cats they’re doing it wrong. They won’t take it from me. Maybe they’d listen to you.
No, Dad doesn’t think they’ll listen to him at all.
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An electrician fixed our fountain the other day and there were congratulatory cheers and chirps all around. Yep, our GFCI outlet had died, having lived a long 9 year outdoor life (102 years old in human years!). Thanks, Mr. Electrician. We’ll probably get together again some day!
A package arrived a few weeks ago and immediately, Mom gave it to the first cats she saw after arriving home from work. Those two didn’t seem overly excited about this package invading their space, though to be honest, they had been enjoying their 8th nap of the day (if you listen to Dad explain it) so maybe they were still groggy.
Mom’s been working a whole lot lately because last month was a very expense month, and after seeing a lack of enthusiasm from Quint and Tessa (again, they might have been sleepy), Mom put the package in a safe place and vowed to reintroduce it around Viola’s October birthday.
Very excitedly and with only a kind of/sort of short delay on Mom’s part in getting that package back out, Viola opened the package and found NEW TOYS! Oh, happy day!
Viola was very interested in some stickers that were included, too! Maybe she was thinking that one looked the most like her? “Hey Mom! This one looks a little like me!”
And then, she went back through them all and settled on this one. What’s this? A new favorite toy? She sniffed it and sniffed it and rolled it around and sniffed it some more. Only time will tell if this soft multi-colored ball will join her favorite green toy, or will the two toys get along? That green toy is pretty used to being The Only One . . . and this new one, the Interloper, may have to learn to get along. And what about all those other New Toys?
It didn’t take long for Quint to perk up when he saw his baby sister with new toys. He batted two onto the floor and Mom gave him a sticker to sniff. The small white one with a few pink threads was instantly carried upstairs and placed on his warmed mat, maybe for later snuggling.
Tessa, preferring not to be like her little sister Viola, chose to stick with the stickers like any teen girl would do. We bet it won’t be long before she’s sticking those on everything.
