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A New Definition of Insanity


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.



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.


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.


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.


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.)


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!!!!


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


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”


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’.


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™‚


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.


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™‚


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

Cat Beds, part 3


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.


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.


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.


Barely used cat bed available to complacent cat

Cat Beds, continued


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™‚


I will never make it easy for you.



Unforeseen Consequence

WC in HER bed-1

This is MY bed (nightime)

I mentioned a few days ago that I picked up a ‘treat’ for the cats – a new bed. I actually thought that GC would adopt it, or that I would use it to replace the make-shift bed I made for her on the couch. GC and WC are both getting on in years – they are 17.5. The vet reminded me yesterday that we brought them in as little kittens in August of 2002. They both have thyroid issues and GC has kidney issues as well. We bring them in for their yearly checkup and do as little as needed, the goal being to make them comfortable. They are happy girls – moving about the house easily, covering all 3 floors. *laughing* Almost LITERALLY covering 3 floors with cat hair and kitty litter.

WC in HER bed - 2

I like this bed (Daytime)

I put the new bed on the floor near the fireplace where it was ignored. I moved it elsewhere on the floor and it was ignored. I picked it up and tossed it on the couch where WC likes to hang out on occasion. As we all know, WC LIVES on the red couch in the sun room. I thought maybe GC would come over to that couch and curl up in the bed. I showed you photos of both BC and WC testing the new bed.

WC in HER bed 3

Definitely MY bed

It never occurred to me that WC would forsake her perch in the sun room (where she has height, windows and sun) and move to the living room. But that is what happened. Since I tossed the bed on the couch, WC has ensconced herself there. She can always be found in the bed on the couch. BC doesn’t seem to care. She has a fairly limited attention span (or more energy) and she moves about from place to place during the day. Radiators, the stair landing, the floor in my husband’s office, my lap while I’m working – those are all good places as far as BC is concerned.

GC staring at bed

What IS this?

GC spends most of her day (when she isn’t eating) either on the flowered couch on her makeshift bed or upstairs on my bed. Even if she is upstairs she is well aware of what is happening down here, as evidenced by her near immediate appearance when my husband begins to make tuna fish sandwiches. WC is hard of hearing these days – he often needs to wave the can near her so she knows what’s happening.

GC in new bed 2

Hmmm. Okay, I see possibilities here

Last night GC finally decided that she would check out this bed-thing. I love GC dearly and think she is actually a very smart cat, but I think she had difficulty grasping the point of the new bed. First she sat there next to it staring at it. Next she lay down half-in and half-out of it. WC often utilizes it the same way, so that wasn’t too surprising. The next time I looked over she was between the bed and the back of the couch. I think my favorite part of that was how she also had her face shmushed up against the couch. ๐Ÿ™‚

GC in new bed

This is quite cozy

While GC was occupied with analyzing the bed, WC was simply beside herself. I was sitting in the chair opposite the couch, reading. Often WC will come and sit in my lap when I’m in that chair. Not last night. WC wandered around the floor, meowing, shooting angry glances at GC. WC would jump up to my lap, walk across me, and jump down. She went into the sunroom, got on HER couch, but a few minutes later reappeared in the living room, pacing.

GC next to bed

Now THIS is VERY comfortable

At one point she jumped up on the arm of the couch and looked down at GC and the bed. You could see that WC was trying to determine if there was room enough for her to squish in there as well. Apparently not for WC jumped back to the floor and continued pacing.

WC playing with orange ball toy -1

Look! Look! Don’t YOU want to play too?

Next she headed over to the cat toys. I’m sure she was thinking that if she acted as if playing with the balls was SO MUCH FUN that she could lure GC away from the bed and then WC could take over.

wc with orange ball toy

Is it working? Is she coming over yet?

WC is adorable but playing with the toys did NOT lure GC from the bed. When I went upstairs for the night, GC was still in the bed. BC was still in the chair next to my reading chair. WC was still sitting on the living room floor, glaring at GC.

BC on chair

Look at me! I’m a pretzel!

Obviously I need to get another bed. Because, after all, my life IS about what makes my cats happy. ๐Ÿ™‚

WC we are not amused

We are NOT amused

Default Setting = Cats


First night of Chanukah 2019

Happy Chanukah! We got our chanukiah up and lit and placed in front of the window. I probably should have wiped down the soil there after I moved the plant from that spot. I was more concerned with making sure that the cords for the blinds were out of the way. Please forgive the dirt.


Cat on a Winter’s Day

I was looking forward to Christmas, too, because I have that day off. I had planned to bake and cook and read. Unfortunately for me, I woke up Sunday and thought “gee, I don’t feel all that well”. I was worse on Monday and really worse today. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ I don’t anticipate much baking or cooking in the near future. My day revolves around heating hot water for tea and filling a tall glass of iced water. As my mother would have said, I’ve drunk enough clear liquids to float a battleship.


It’s VERY difficult to get good pictures of monochromatic cats in bright sunshine

I have lots of role models, however, to help me figure out how to spend my time. I made a little nest for GC on the couch. I took the fleecy liner from the cat carrier and an unused door-draft-blocker and made her a spot. I appear to have been successful in pleasing her as she has been curled up there since its creation. WC even left her red couch to join in for an afternoon cuddle. BC loves the box on the radiator. It’s been there for years now. GC likes it too. I don’t think I’ve ever seen WC in that box. She definitely likes cushioned comfort.


Another adorable monochromatic cat in sunshine

A blog is a piece of the internet, and we all know that the internet is all about cats. From all of us being relaxed and slow. Wishing you and yours a joyous holiday season!

Cats. Because Why Not?

the pre-dinner pacing

The pre-dinner dance – they begin circling like sharks

I have been informed that I have been wasting time and bytes writing about food and flowers and phones when I could, and SHOULD, have been posting about cats. After all, what is actually important in our house? Not the people and OUR issues, oh no. Life is all about the cats. Obviously I am not going to argue with them. GC is getting scrawnier and less agile every day. WC is quite hard of hearing and has lost weight as well. BC is wonderful – the child of my old age. *grin* I even saw her licking WC’s ear the other day. I’m sure she is doing something she shouldn’t, but other than getting on the table to see what I’m eating, I can’t think of anything that needed scolding. Okay not really true. She thinks any green leafy produce is for her. Any leaves left unsupervised for a moment will have a BC inspecting them. There is also her habit of knocking anything small and moveable off a flat surface. Last night WC and I were cuddling when we heard the clunk of something hitting the dining room floor – plastic dreidel.

bc on radiator

Look how cute and innocent I am.

I can’t imagine not having cats in the house. Our 3 years renting and the years at college were my only catless years. And when I was at college I came home most years to my cat. Even when we were renting we are only a few blocks from the cat I left with my parents. You know how THAT went, right? A typical ‘Dad’ story. When the time came to move out and find a place to live, we got the whole “you can’t take the cat with you, he’s used to going out, he won’t be happy incarcerated in a small apartment, he won’t have room”. Right. Of course. It was all about the cat. *grin*

wc and gc on couch


While I can’t imagine living without my cats, I will say that living with aging cats can be quite a strain. GC needs meds twice a day and the other 2 should not be eating her meds. That means oversight until all the medicine-infused food has been devoured. Devoured is the correct word because GC is always starving. I know it’s due to whatever is wrong with her besides being 16+ years old. She is still a very happy cat – moving about the house, purring, demanding attention, checking on us to see what’s happening. If my husband opens tuna and begins to decant the water into little cat dishes, GC can make it down the stairs and into the kitchen in no time at all. GC often wants to sleep with me, however, and that IS a problem. It is probably indelicate of me to mention it but she has begun to have significant body odor. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ She also thinks that if I roll over to change position, that means that I am awake, and she is right up in my face meowing for cuddles. I often find I have to shut the door to lock her out so I can sleep. BC is HIGHLY offended by that closed door. BC also likes to sleep with me but I can’t lock her IN all night.

GC on blue afghan

This is MY bed, MY blanket. Why are you disturbing me?

WC is also 16+ years, and is GC’s litter mate. We tend to blame everything on WC. One of them, or all of them, has stomach issues. I know cats have delicate stomachs but I’m willing to bet we have more than the average share of cat vomit. We tend to blame WC because we’ve both SEEN her in action. Either she really is to blame or she has no shame. Or both. She has the most demanding meow, more of a yowl actually. She doesn’t purr, she has never purred. I almost keeled over from shock a few weeks ago when for the first time in 16+ years I felt her vibrating while I petted her. What, up to now NOTHING was good enough to elicit a purr?? It was a silent purr, by the way, below human hearing range. WC tends to sit on her red couch most of the day. When she thinks we are not looking she slips into the living room to play with the 2 cat toys on the floor. The orange one is her favorite but I have seen her playing with the blue one too. If you look at her, she looks back denying it all, claiming you hallucinated both the sound and her paw extended into the grooves. When she is feeling cold she will go and sit in front of the fireplace until we come and turn it on for her. ๐Ÿ™‚ Such a hard life she leads.

wc on sun room couch

It is all about me. Always.

WC also informed us back in July that she was no longer going up and down the stairs for the litter box. She made this point repeatedly on the carpeted landing. When my husband pulled out the carpeting on the landing and the stairs she continued to educate us by going to the upstairs hall and making her point. We ripped out that carpeting as well. When she moved the battle to my relatively new, good condition wood living room floor her life expectancy appeared greatly shortened. When our (wonderful, perfect, adorable, best ever) dog was still alive, she was trained to use wee wee pads in the 1st floor bathroom so that we didn’t need to walk her except for the fun of it. I got out the weewee pads, moved a small litter box into the 1st floor bathroom and lo and behold – peace reigned. Everyone always talks about how clean cats are. Cats might themselves be clean but oh do they make a mess. We have 2 litter boxes there now, 4 weewee pads, and a blue cat litter-catcher pad, and there is still litter on the floor. Always. We are now cleaning the litter boxes several times a day (after all, WE use that bathroom too) and sweeping repeatedly. I’m giving serious consideration to buying a robotic floor sweeper and setting it free at night. WC also has the habit of announcing to me that the litter box needs cleaning NOW. She will stand in the door way and yowl at me to attend to my responsibilities. She is adorable. She is the silkiest smoothest cat ever. She strikes photogenic poses at the drop of a hair (and there are many hairs dropped in our house). But she is INCREDIBLY annoying.

wc running from toys

I was NOT playing with the toys!!!!

BC. *smile* Ahhh, BC. She’s taken to watching me as I do my little yoga routine. She hangs out with me when I’m working. If my husband makes a noise upstairs she will race up there to check it out. She comes when we call. Okay, GC will often come when we call but that’s because she knows we only call her if there is food. At the moment BC appears to be getting everything she wants so she has not had to complain or otherwise discipline us. We were very lucky when we integrated her into the family. At first WC and GC were less than thrilled, but the 3 of them do get along quite happily now. We often find 2 of them relaxing together on a bed or couch – all the permutations have occurred.

Noir with computer reflected in her eyes

I help with work. Can you see the laptop in my eyes?

I do wish that mealtime was not such a time sink and that we did not have litter on the first floor. I also know that comes the day I don’t have to worry about mealtime and litter, I will be extremely sad and lonely. For now, I have happy furry faces around.

Sarah's chanukah card

A friend seemed to think this card was screaming my name. ๐Ÿ™‚

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