We have a window. From this lovely perch (not the fish kind), we can see all sorts of things.
Sometimes we see doggies walking on OUR street!
Steinbeck, don’t be selfish. Sometimes we see birdies and butterflies.
Oh……..and remember the kitty I saw underneath the window?
Yes, that is the kitty who lives next door.
I’ve even seen squirrels running around the flowers, looking for stuff from the bird feeder.
I had my mouth open and Mom said a fly might go in there! YUK!!!
Sometimes I get to sit quietly at the window all by myself. I dream of a world without orange. I dream of a front yard filled with catnip. I dream of peace and quiet. (Mom says sometimes she dreams of that, too……especially when I wake her up at 4:30 in the morning!)
However, the reality is that I’m surrounded by orange! Even the table kitty is orange!
I guess it’s really not that bad. I do have my little brother to help me look out the window. Sometimes he warns me if there’s something spooky out there, but most of the time he’s just busy looking all over the place.
So, that’s the “tail” of our window. Don’t worry. We actually have plenty of windows but this one is our favorite. We can see when Mom comes home from work.
Hemingway, do you hear Mom getting something out of our treat drawer??????
Well, it’s sort of been a rough few days. I had an upper respiratory infection and was on medicine for a couple of weeks. Mom didn’t want me going outside. Now it’s been raining so I can’t go outside. That gives me cabin fever…..or so Mom says.
That has me totally confused. You humans sure do say some really strange things. Is this how you know a cabin has a fever? Do you put the thermometer in the chimney? We don’t even have a cabin so how could I have cabin fever? No wonder I don’t know what’s going on!!!!
Anyway, you know that Mom had a big fight with bees not too long ago. She had to be on medicine but she’s just fine now. However, one night during that time, I was calmly sleeping on her head, listening to her snore. (MOL) Suddenly I had a “catmare” and it scared me so much that I jumped up and launched myself off of Mom’s face. Yep…..you guessed it. My claws managed to leave marks on her face and she started bleeding. I felt so bad. I couldn’t help it that I got scared.
So, I scratched Mom and then I’ve been busy knocking things off of shelves, tables, bookcases, desks, and whatever else is handy ‘cuz I have this “cabin fever” bug.
She’s looking at those pictures again. What’s on your foot?
There’s nothing on my foot so leave it alone. We decided we would tell you a little bit about our mom instead of talking about ourselves this time..
The pictures Steinbeck is talking about are some pictures she took of old, falling-apart, rusty, tattered buildings. She calls them Dead Buildings and she loves taking pictures of them. She says she can see so many tails tales of the people and animals who used to use those buildings. She is fascinated by the textures, colors, shapes and angles. If she had time and money, she would just go around taking pictures of dead buildings.
She can’t do that ‘cuz she can’t leave us at home and I don’t want to ride in the car.
Relax, Steinbeck. Remember, she has that work thing she has to go to almost every day.
Except for the weekends! Those days she belongs to us!!!
Anyway, we thought we would show you just one dead building that caught her eye.
Mom let me out after supper tonight and I thought she was being so nice. However, she started following me around. I walked on the deck and she followed me. I jumped down in the grass and she followed me. What was she doing??? Next thing I knew, she had picked me up and was carrying me to the gate. Now, she’ll tell you that’s not an easy thing for her to do. I’m not exactly made of marshmallows. Anyway, suddenly I was in the car and she was starting it! What’s happening?
Oh, this was not cool. She took me to the doctor lady’s house!!! Did I say I wanted to go there? Why, Mom??? I don’t think I’ll speak to you for a few minutes.
As usual, I had to try and get all my floofiness into that little basket. I even had to get my tail in there!
Mom, it’s sooooooooo humiliating!!! Why don’t you get in this box and see how you feel? Then the doctor lady told you that I weigh just a little under 22 pounds. I didn’t want her to tell you! Now I’m not speaking to her, either.
What are you doing, doctor lady? I told you I’m not speaking to you. Do you want me to tell everyone how much you weigh?
Mom, please don’t let her take me! I heard her say something about shots. I also heard you tell her that I should have a “manny” “petty”. I don’t know what that is. I know I’m a man cat and I’m you’re pet so I’m hoping it’s something good. (Readers…….don’t let those humans fool you. I had my claws all nice and sharp for wrestling with Steinbeck and now they’re gone. I found out a “manny” “petty” means “goodbye claws”.
I finally got home safe and sound and took a nap. I heard Mom talking about me having to go back in June for some dental work. I didn’t like hearing that! I hope they all forget!
From the Mom: Hemingway was so good at the vet’s. He is the most mellow cat around and the doctor said she wishes all her patients were like that. We will have to have a tooth worked on and possibly extracted. I’ll take him in early in the morning and then bring him home at night. It’s the first time he’s had any surgery and of course Mom is worried. For now, we’re just going to have cuddle time.
I find it rather interesting that Steinbeck often shows so many characteristics of Angel Shakespeare. Of course Steinbeck is very much his own cat, but every now and then a little Shakespeare comes out. I love it!
Here’s an example. Both of them selected the top of the computer desk as one of their favorite spots for watching the world and napping.
Here’s Angel Shakespeare taking a nap:
Now here’s Steinbeck in the same spot:
Hemingway likes to get up there, too. However, he doesn’t do the “ginger pose”. He has his own way of sitting up there.