Posts Tagged 'cats'

So Glad It’s Friday

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Shhh. I’m sleeping. And I’m adorable.

It has not been a good week. Let me be clear – my problems are mostly what we laughingly call “first world problems”. But they are MY problems and they are dispiriting and draining. None of them are insoluble, just very very annoying and frustrating. I know it will all get better. But for today, I’m so glad that I can at least shove all the work-week issues aside and concentrate on more fun problems: my son coming home for the weekend, throwing a Super Bowl party for 30-40 people, seeing my niece and grand-niece, seeing all my friends, going to hear some fantastic live music, and taking Monday as a vacation day.

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Can you NOT see that you are interrupting me???

But it’s gray and dismal again this morning, my back is hurting, I’m tired, and I still have meetings to attend. At times like this, it helps to remember what is truly important. WC will tell you that HER life is always very difficult, no matter the day of the week. You can see that for yourself.

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The new beds are too small. I need an entire chair.

GC will tell you that as long as there is food, there is no problem. BC will tell you “SHE had a bad week??? What about ME??? She took me to the VET!!!!” A beautiful thing about BC is that she does NOT hold grudges. She needed a LOT of cuddling yesterday to recover from the vet trauma. (She is healthy and perfect – it was her yearly checkup.)

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I love you, Mommy. Thank you for my bed!

Cinnamon Scones Make Rainy Days Sunny

beating a rainy day with coffee and scones

beating a rainy day with coffee and scones

Yesterday was hard, very hard. I was soooo tired physically, afraid that I might be relapsing with this dratted PND syndrome. I wasn’t handling work stress well either, I’m sure because of the fatigue and fear. The day ended well, however, with my friend/coworker giving me a much desired and needed 90-minute coaching session while he drove home (a 5.5 hour trip for him). My husband heated up the leftover game hens for dinner, and I had a glass of wine. We watched the next Mrs. Maisel episode (we’re in Season 3, but we only watch one or two episodes a week). I was in bed by 10:30 pm and had no trouble falling asleep.

cinnamon scones before shaping

i love how easy it is to shape scones – just pat a circle and cut

This morning the cats gave me a present and let me sleep until 9:00 am. Not a single meow or mrrrrp or head butt. It was delightful not to be nudged. ๐Ÿ™‚ I had great plans for today. Well, great is a matter of interpretation. I PLANNED to get a lot of cleaning done. Next week is our big Super Bowl party and I have GOT to get started on cleaning that has been ignored for far too long.

cinnamon scones with raw sugar sprinkled on top

you can see the raw sugar sprinkled on top – a little sweet for us, so I’ll probably leave off the topping next time

Unfortunately I seem to be a child of the weather. It was pouring rain. It was gray. It was VERY difficult to motivate myself to start cleaning. At moments like these, playing cards on the computer seems to be the best way to spend my time. As I lost game after game of solitaire (my way of both zoning out and waking up) I thought about what I might want to eat for breakfast or brunch. I decided I was in the mood for a scone. I thought at first cranberry scones, but when I read the recipe I decided it required too much effort. I’m not sure what about it was too much effort, but I guess it just didn’t sound good enough today for any effort. ๐Ÿ™‚

baked cinnamon scones

baked cinnamon scones ended up being brunch – very filling!

I have a very simple cheese scone recipe and I make it often, without the cheese, just throwing in cinnamon. I decided to look for an actual cinnamon scone recipe and found one that seemed perfect: Cinnamon Scones (with cinnamon chips) on the JoyFoodSunshine.com website. I mean – the website name alone was cheerful. They were easy, quick and totally scrumptious when they were done. I brought one to my husband as he was reading the paper. When I wandered through the kitchen a short while after that, I noticed that another scone seemed to have vanished. *grin* He confirmed that they were fantastic scones and he’d gotten himself another. ๐Ÿ™‚ Now THAT’S the way to wake up and get motivated!

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sweet BC allowed me to sleep in this morning so she gets her picture on the post

VICTORY!!!!

I WON!!!!!

3 CATS. 3 BEDS. Each cat in a bed AT THE SAME TIME!!!

I WON!!!!!!!!!! (and I don’t care that the quality of the photo is terrible. I had to do panoramic in a dark room. But I have PROOF!!!!)

3 cats in 3 beds

A New Definition of Insanity

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I’m such a GOOD girl – I NEVER give you problems!

We all attribute to Albert Einstein the saying that “The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, but expecting different results” (even though it’s fairly certain he never DID say that). I have a NEW definition of insanity, one with which I think many of you will agree.

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spurned

The definition of insanity is “expecting cat behavior to make sense or conform to prior cat behavior”. My cats are in league to drive me crazy (or crazier than I am already). I absolutely MUST get healthy and get OUT of the house and AWAY from them.

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We’re sisters. We like hanging out together. Sometimes.

Cat beds. I will never ever again buy a bed for a cat. My dog was wonderful. I bought her a bed and she used it. She was CONSISTENT in where she slept and what she did. She was, in hindsight, perfect.

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I’m so cute

BC spent the day today in what I have been calling her bed in front of the fireplace. GC spent the day on the red couch, in my husband’s seat, keeping company with the WC, who was in HER familiar spot on the back of the red couch. Until we went in and spoke to them. Apparently THAT changed the aura in the house.

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I’d forgotten how much I like the radiator

WC is now comfortably ensconced in the ORIGINAL cat bed – the one that was hers, until GC gave it cooties. BC – in her bed. GC – on the radiator. My husband saw her approach what we thought was now her bed. GC saw WC in the bed and turned around and went to the radiator. (Actually she went and sat on MY work chair because I was not in it at the moment. When I chased her off so that I could sit she headed to the radiator.)

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What? This is MY bed now. Again. Sometimes.

3 cats. 3 beds. One might think that every cat could have a bed. But apparently that is NOT how cats think. Apparently the original bed no longer has cooties. Apparently the newest bed is unappealing. Apparently WC has a new game – driving me bonkers. I do not care HOW ill I feel next week – I am NOT working from home!!!!

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Except for when it is MY bed. Now. Sometimes.


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WHY do cats sit with their faces against a wall?? I don’t think this is a healthy pose. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

Cat Beds, part 4

Or “Post In Which I Give Up Entirely”

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This bed thing is IN MY WAY

Last night I tried yet again to give the new cat bed to WC. Why? Because when SHE owned the first bed, she seemed to really enjoy it. Remember she gave up her perch on the red couch in the sunroom to be in the darker living room IN THE BED. I took that to mean that she liked the bed and the concept of ‘bed’.

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Okay, at least it doesn’t smell

Before I settled in to read, I tossed the new bed on the floor in front of the fire. That had seemed acceptable the night before. Indeed, WC went over to check it out. First she sat next to it for several minutes. I pretended to not notice. ๐Ÿ™‚

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Fine. I’ll try.

I watched her stand in the bed, sniffing it. No cooties – GC has not yet sat in this bed. WC sat in it. She faced the fireplace, she turned around and faced the chair. I could see the discontent on her little furry face. So expressive. She never curled up in it. After a few minutes of sitting, and finding it lacking, she walked away. She returned to her perch on the red couch. All the rest of us (GC, BC and I) were in the living room, enjoying the fire. But not WC.

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I thought you said the bed was MINE

This morning the bed was still on the rug in front of the fireplace. My husband remarked that BC was in the bed! I got up to see for myself. Indeed, BC was curled up in the bed. WC was standing there next to her. You can see by WC’s expression that she is NOT pleased. (Contrary to what I post here, there ARE occasions when WC IS pleased. Usually, however, they involve her in my lap being brushed and not only is it hard to take a picture of her when I’m brushing her but my primary view is of her back. Sometimes she turns a blissful face towards me.) BC has now spent most of the day curled up in the bed, except for a little while when she was on my lap. WC is in the sunroom on the red couch, GC is on the couch in HER bed in the living room. Fine. You can all sit wherever you want. This is no longer MY problem. ๐Ÿ™‚

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Thank you, Mommy! I LOVE the bed! Look how CUTE I am

Cat Beds, part 3

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A very dubious expression

I thought I’d ‘won’. Finally! I was sitting in the living room chair reading. GC was nowhere to be seen. WC approached the ugly brown couch where TWO cat beds were situated – one on either end. She jumped up on the couch and began sniffing the new bed. I pretended to ignore her. ๐Ÿ™‚ I knew if I LOOKED at her it would spoil EVERYTHING. NO LOOKING!!! WC has very strict rules. I held my breath as she actually stood on the bed, then sat. I didn’t think it was going well – she had a distinctly dubious expression. She began sniffing the couch. Are there cooties here???? The sniff test seemed to go well but then fate intervened.

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Can it pass the sniff test?

GC jumped up on the couch, between the two beds. I don’t know if it is because GC smells ‘wrong’ (she is not in great health) or if her presence was merely offensive in and of its own right, but WC, who is not really known for being aggressive, hissed loudly. GC looked at her. This was apparently also a mistake. WC batted at GC several times and jumped to the floor, stalking off. I quickly took the ‘new’ bed and tossed it on the floor in front of the fireplace. Heaven forbid GC sniffed it or touched it in any way!!! I don’t know if it was the bed, or the fire, or merely asserting ownership, but WC DID deign to sit in the bed in front of the fire for awhile. It didn’t last of course. WC will NEVER make our lives easy.

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I may be in this bed but I’m not happy. And it’s YOUR fault.

Before I went to bed I tossed the new bed onto the chair next to the fireplace. This chair does not have much appeal – I almost never see any of the cats on it. My goal was to keep GC out of this bed. She seems to be extremely happy with HER bed on the couch, but knowing GC she might easily go sit in the new bed just to annoy WC. Sisters, you know. I suspect the new bed will languish, neglected, on the chair. But I think that is where it is going to stay. WC can either sit in it there or not. I’ll try to remember to toss it on the floor if there is a fire going. It is very, very difficult being staff to cats.

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Barely used cat bed available to complacent cat

Cat Beds, continued

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Weighed in the Balance and Found Wanting

I went out yesterday and bought a second, IDENTICAL cat bed. I did this despite my weakness due to the continuing PND[*] ย syndrome from which I suffer. I came home weak, exhausted. I showed the new bed to WC repeatedly. My husband also took the bed and showed WC that we had bought her a brand new, uncontaminated, pristine bed. WC merely looked at us disdainfully. We tried putting it on a different chair – the one by the fireplace – for awhile. No one has even SNIFFED at the new bed. Not BC, and certainly not WC. Whatever the dynamics are among my cats, apparently a new bed will not remedy the problem. WC has retreated to the red couch in the sun room.

*ย  post nasal dripย  ๐Ÿ™‚

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I will never make it easy for you.

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