Not What I Expected...

Sleeping with cats

While Chuq's been at foo camp, I've been batching it here at Plaidworks.

One of the things that I will do is let the cats sleep on the bed, rather than have them sleep "in the back offices", where heavens, they have only two futons and multiple office chairs to sleep on.

We have two cats, mainly because we don't want three. One of them is a rescued feral by the name of Archie, who looks enough like a Maine Coon to fool a lot of people. He has the over and under coat, the ear tufts, the fur between the toes, and the Maine Coon "face". Needless to say, he's also a big kitty. He's also a shy boy--a lot of people only see him in motion when he's darting about the house.

Now, Manon, she's 15 lbs of beautiful calico of very little brain. She's a very friendly cat, and will jump on anyon'e lap. She also cannot understand why anyone wouldn't want to be with the cat.

So, when the cats pile in for the night, Manon tends to stick around, while Archie has "things to do", thanks.

However, Manon also thinks that 4:30AM is a fine time for me to wake up and play with the cat, and she comes equipped with a very wet, cold nose. And believe me, there's nothing like that nudging you in the face for a quick wake-up call.

So I petted Manon, and then put her in the back. That lasted 10 minutes--I didn't shut all the doors. One more round of petting, and then back in the bac again--and this time I shut the bedroom door. No good--she proceeded to try and dig her way under the door, while yowling with absolute annoyance that *someone* shut the door.

Okay, it's 5:30 AM. I figure that maybe if I feed her, she'll settle down. So, two cans of MaxiCat later, breakfast is served. All during this, Archie has barely moved in the office chair.

5:45--Manon is back, and this time the wet nose is scented with "Seafood and Tomato Bisque" Urgh. She's also discovered that attacking my feet are great fun.

6AM--time to put the teapot on. Of course, now that I'm awake and moving, I'm not nearly so interesting, so Manon wanders off.

I know that someone with small children is laughing their ass off at me right now.....

Posted by lsefton at October 12, 2003 10:34 AM