Mornings bring sunshine into the cat’s room, where Frankie and Chris like to hang out. Sometimes the room is not big enough for both of them. Here they are reluctantly tolerating each other’s presence.
Chris, Floki, and Frankie were enjoying the catio the other day.
Chris seems better this morning after falling asleep in the litter box on Wednesday.
I went out into the cat room yesterday evening and saw Chris sleeping in the litter box.
This is not normal behavior for Chris so I have to wonder if I should be worried.
Some readers may remember when Chris was younger and always wanted to bring the lizards he caught into the house. Something similar happened with Frankie yesterday. He caught a lizard near our clubhouse and carried it all the way home. He didn’t want to bring it in the house but he did want to wait until he reached our yard before playing with it.
In case you were wondering, Our yard has trouble growing grass because of all the shade trees.
I was outside with Frankie in our backyard a couple of weeks ago. We were at the south end of our property while the man who lives two houses south of us stood outside at the north end of his property. I don’t remember all that was said, but he did tell me he was allergic to cat pee. It was his subtle way of telling me to keep my cat off his property.
I wanted to ask him, “How do you know that? Did a cat pee on you?” Instead, I took the high road and told him Frankie has a litterbox and just likes to come outside sometimes. The truth is, Frankie does feel the need to “mark” some of the bushes he comes across, including the ones in front of the man’s house. Since then, I encourage Frankie to move along when we pass his house. “C’mon, Frankie. A cat hater lives here.”
We have other haters in the neighborhood too. These two signs are from houses across the street from each other.
I understand not wanting poop in your yard, but people here are very good about picking up after their dogs. I’m sure these people are just miserable, and I feel a bit sorry for them.
The problem is there are many miserable people in this world, and that is one of the reasons I am reluctant to just let Frankie come and go as he pleases. Many years ago my sister-in-law cared for some stray cats near her home and someone poisoned one of them. It cost her over $500 to have a vet treat the cat. Fortunately, he survived.
Most people are good, but the bad sure do keep us on our toes.
Chris knocked over my trash can under my computer and then got inside of it and pulled out some of the trash. When he was done, Frankie took a turn.
Chris and Floki like to hang out together. Quite often, we will find them grooming each other like in the video below.
Now tell the truth. Do you have that Beatles song stuck in your head now?
I got up this morning and saw this.
I specifically bought that wooden holder to prevent Chris from flipping his bowls over. Obviously it didn’t work. It is very difficult to anti Chris something.
Here’s Frankie on a recent walk when he decided to lie down on a bunch of rocks.
Cats seem to like to lie in the most seemingly uncomfortable places.
Nothing attracts cats more than luggage and laundry, at least nothing inedible. My wife had her suitcase out Sunday morning because she was leaving on a business trip. At the same time, I was folding towels that just came out of the laundry. I don’t have to show you photos for you to know what happened next, but I will anyway.
After Rose left and the towels were put away, Floki and Chris remained.
Bad Cat Chris 