He’s A Feline.

Truman was head of the supervisory committee overseeing holiday decorating this week. He positioned himself in strategic locations throughout the house as various trees were assembled, lights were lit, and decorations were installed.

After the many trees were installed and the like, he went back to monitoring the back stairs for activity. He keeps an eye on traffic going up and down the stairs from this vantage point, as well as birds coming and going from the roof area directly outside the door at the top of the stairs.

As long as kibble is supplied as requested, he is content.

Truman has been spending more time close to me since my return from Central New York last weekend. He photo bombed several Zoom calls at work this week. There were comments about him glaring at me while I didn’t give him the attention he was seeking. He doesn’t understand that the bald one sometimes has to be an executive at work to keep the kibble coming to the bowl.

Truman was happy to see me when I walked in the house after being away for five days. He looked at me with an air of disinterest, as he tends to do, but I could hear his purring from 10 feet away.

The purrs have continued into the workday.

He’s spent a lot of time in my office with me as I’ve made my way through the workday. We’ve played several rounds of “bat the ball” and he’s had a few treats.

All is well with the world.

Truman has been a little more affectionate than usual lately, I don’t know if it’s the change in weather or a change of heart, but he’s been willing to hang out close by a little more and he’s ramped up the volume of his purring a notch. He seems happy and the like and it’s a nice feeling to see him be ever so slightly more cuddly.

Truman’s sleeping habits continue to follow the sunrise, so he’s sleeping in a little bit these days. This is nice. He decided enough is enough though a little after 8:00 a.m. and came up to give us a good morning greeting.

He just wanted extra kibble and lots of pets. There were purrs.

Occasionally Truman will join us at lunch time at the kitchen table, strategically placing himself next to a pillow and well with observation view. Once a while he’ll build a pillow fort; he’s the first cat that’s lived with me that likes to get under blankets and pillows and the like, but for this occasion he decided to stay out in the open and just snuggle up next to the pillow.

He’s been sleeping in different parts of the house since the Autumnal equinox passed a month or so ago. I don’t remember him doing this last year, but my memory may not be as good as it has been in years pass when it comes to matters such as this.

I didn’t get video of this moment, but Truman was banging his tail on the ground about something when I took this photo. He enjoys relaxing nearby when I’m goofing around on the computer, but the irregular “thumps” of his tail indicated to me he was a little agitated about something. It turns out he wanted a few extra “kibs” in his food dish as a mid morning snack. Once I had completed that duty he was good and the thumping stopped.

Truman enjoys sitting on the roof before I go to bed. I think it’s his way to connect with nature. I discourage him from climbing up to the higher roofs. They’re flat and he has no danger of falling off, but then he tries to get down on the slanted roof over the gazebo and the like and I don’t enjoy that as much as he does.

The flat roof outside our bedroom is accessible by door. There’s a mechanical closet and a storage closet out there, so we get situated out there from time to time. He’s usually purring during the entire experience.

Truman was in a whimsical mood earlier this week, displaying his not often seen playful side. At lunch time he decided to crawl up under the blanket on the family room couch, a space usually reserved for the dogs. When they sniffed around the blanket would strike back. The dogs were very confused.

Later in the day I ran upstairs to use “the human litter box”, and it had to be done under Truman’s watchful eye. He rattled the bathroom door until allowed admittance and then he just stared at me.

Either someone is quite happy to be spending time with the humans today or someone wants to inhale the remains of lunch on my breath.