On a typical day, I drop my laptop bag on the couch, and then I work on my laptop on the couch...writing posts, reading other blogs, doing work. I then hear this whispery scratch.....whooshwhooshwhoosh and I look to my right and see this:
(she's declawed...so no damage)
My other cat was once a wild animal. My parents found her and her sisters on their farm in the middle of winter when the dog was failing to eat them. Tiny kittens are very ferocious evidently. I went home at Christmas and was presented with three kittens and my brothers told me Dad would kill them if I didn't take one. My brothers are liars. Dad is a sucker. He looooovvvveeeesss cats and would never kill a healthy animal. I didn't realize this in time and came home +1 kitten.
Lyra is a strange little cat. She is very cuddly and cute, and she plays fetch and can keep herself entertained for hours. She also likes to sleep on the floor mat in the bathroom, but that's probably because I used to lock her in the bathroom of my studio apartment (it was the only room with a door!) at night because she would get the crazies and run around squeaking all night. I swear it didn't hurt her. It was a huge bathroom with a very comfortable carpet mat. She calmed right down and went to sleep. But that's not the strangest thing about her.
Anytime you pull the spinach out of the fridge, she's there. I make sure she gets her meat in her cat food (cats require meat...otherwise they go blind and their muscles deteriorate) but she really likes leafy greens. She'll eat lettuce too. And she has NO interest in tuna or chicken like normal cats. Strangely, her sister likes carbohydrates and we used to make her come out of her hiding spots by shaking Cherrios in a cup. But that one also eats mice and birds, so she's less strange
Ok, back to work. Happy Saturday!
Do you have any pets?