My day with the cat, began with me waking up to find Him stretched out at the foot of my bed.
He has taken to going to sleep in His Penthouse, but as I allow the room to chill as the night progresses, I guess He finds my bed warmer.
This morning He stayed on my bed for about an hour after I got up, then went and nibbled most of the food leftover from last night.
He gets up on the middle platform of his tower, perfect for me to reach Him for scratches and snuggles, but for some reason He doesn't like it that way.
Shortly after He tried to bite me, I had to go sit down to Potty. I have a direct line of sight from there to where He was perched, and saw Him looking at me.
Of course, He hopped down, came to the Turlet and began rubbing and rolling around at my feet purring loudly.
Why is that I wonder?
As I've reported, I suspected He was over at Ms Mary's house, so when I went out, initially to go check the Greenhouse, I whistled for "my dog, the cat", and looking over at Her house, I saw Him trotting towards me. One of Her cats was lazing on her porch rail.
He and I chatted through the fence for a minute (and I mean that literally; He has quite a vocabulary of sounds that I repeat back as best I can, I just with I knew what I was saying :v...)
I decided to go over there, so I opened the fence so I could walk through (His majesty simply climbs over likety split)
I found some black walnuts on the ground and tossed them for Him to chase, then when I came home, He came through the fence behind me.
That is when this play period was filmed.
I came in gave, Him another nibble, then decided to watch last nights Yellowstone.
When that was done, I wasn't ready to get up, but He came and hopped up on the bed for some intense scratching and loving for a minute or so; a rare treat for me, but then He hopped down.
I rolled over to look over the edge, and He was right there, looking back at me purring.
I laughed and said "what are you doing?"
so He hopped back up briefly, then went to the other side and hopped off.
I knew now He wanted me to follow Him, presumably for Food.
I swung my legs over so I could put my shoes on, with Him rolling around purring... it was hilarious.
Finally I got up and of course He preceded me towards the mud room, and I gave Him another small handful.
When done, He came back and stretched out on the floor, where when I bent down to rub Him, He once more started switching His tail, ears going back, so I knew to leave Him be.
He is on the floor behind me as I type right now, my loving feline Master. 馃槑
by
Jerry E Smith
All images are original except for the meme, and I have no clue where that originated, someone sent it to me as a joke
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Self Portrait from about 1978
