Truman likes to go out on the roof over the garage in the evenings. I go out there to enjoy the wonderful desert air, and he takes a moment to enjoy the experience with me.
He’s A Feline.
Caturday.
Sometimes Truman does his own thing. Here he’s looking cute. A few moments after this photo was taken he bit my arm (gently, of course) to let me know the photo shoot was over. More kibble. Forget the please.
Caturday.
Truman is happy I have an iPad again. I have a “Cat Fishing” game that he enjoys very much and was excited to be able to play his game again last night. It was a good bonding moment.
Caturday.
Casual cat watching me work. Truman prefers sleeping on tile at this time of year, it’s cooler for him.
Caturday.
Some days Truman just wants to stretch out in the middle of the floor for a cat nap.
His loudest purrs occur when he’s in his old cat bed.
Caturday.
I found this old photo of Truman, taken right after we had moved into the house here in Tucson. He hadn’t figured out that it was OK to jump up on the window sill yet, so he used this approach to see what was going on in the desert.
International Cat Day.
Truman took a break from his busy pre-lunch nap for a selfie on International Cat Day.
Caturday.
Truman was slightly annoyed with the change in routine while were in California. Mike did a great job of tending to Truman needs, but there was no one to loudly arouse from slumber at dawn.
He’s now back on his routine and purrs with happiness.
Caturday.
Last week at work was very hectic. There’s a lot of moving pieces in the foundation of technology at work, and trying to build software to run on a moving foundation can be an interesting adventure. As the project manager likes to say on the daily stand up calls, we have “lots of opportunity”.
Truman’s occasional visits to my 10-12 hour days in my office keep me sane, grounded, and happy. He enjoys sitting on his cat tree and looking out the window at all that’s going on in the world. He seems something moving in the palm trees on either side of the window but to this day I’ve never figured out what’s catching his attention. There’s probably a lizard or gecko or bird or something that’s blending in with the colors of the plants.
