Cat Fishing.

Truman is enjoying the “Cat Fishing” game I bought for my iPad Pro. When he’s looking bored I fire up the game and put the iPad on the floor. It takes him just a moment to notice what’s going on and then he starts scoring points by tapping on the fish. Once in a while he swipes out of the game by mistake and then looks at me like I’m crazy. I try to show him how to swipe back into the game but he isn’t interested, he just wants the fish to come back.

It’s kind of neat that Friskies has come up with a way to entertain our feline friends. I’m not looking forward to the day that he requests his own iPad, though.


Truman is more attentive to the Christmas trees last year versus his level interest last year. We don’t have all the trees up yet as we’ll be picking out and putting up the real trees this coming weekend. But on several occasions the white Disney tree has been rattling around the dining room courtesy of Truman’s new found interest. Once in a while we’ll find a couple of branches removed from the tree and hanging nearby. There’s a couple of ornaments with bells and they get his attention when he starts rattling things around.

He’s decided that the tree skirt is quite comfortable and is often found napping on it. I’m happy that he’s enjoying the COVID Christmas 2020 as much as we are.

National Cat Day.

It’s really not morning unless Truman has the opportunity to inspect the hallway on our floor.

He appreciates that I use this daily opportunity to clean out his litter box.


Truman is not a snuggler. He’s content being in close proximity to us but he’s not one to flop on top of us any snuggle in for purrs and a nap.

When he settles in next to my desk during the workday I know this is his way of showing love. He digs at my closed door until he’s allowed entrance and then he’s on the floor, sprawled out next to his little cat house.

Contentment by proximity.


Today is International Cat Day. Truman poses in front of his food dish because even though he’s well over the vet’s recommended weight, he feels he does not get enough food. Normally he’s banging on the entire device with his left paw, trying to get kibble to fall down like a kid shaking a gum ball machine. Nevertheless, he wishes everyone a Happy International Cat Day.


Truman has pretty much adjusted to his required harness when out on the balcony. Curiously, when he has the harness on he always sits or lies down out there he always does it so he can bring his paws together.

He then gives me a look.


Truman inspects the hallway every morning. We have a daily routine; I scoop his business out of his litter box, take it down to the trash chute, and he follows along and sniffs at the doorways where we knows other cats and dogs live. He’s silent as he walks from door to door, though if you get really close one can hear him purring.

He goes around the corner and then I kneel down. He sees me kneel down and comes over and rubs my outstretched hand, then I get up and walk to our front door. He follows along, taking his time, glancing about in transit. He then runs through the front door and goes to the kitchen cabinet where he knows he’ll get two treats.

We do this every day. It’s not a day unless we’ve done this together. He enjoys the routine as much as I do.