He’s A Feline.

Caturday.

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.

Caturday.

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.

Caturday.

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.

Caturday.

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.

Caturday.

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.

Caturday.

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.

Motivator.

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.

Caturday.

Truman has decided that one of the desks in our Activity Room makes for a great napping spot. Earl took this photo of him a few moments ago; he has now put his head down on the desk and has settled in for his morning nap. Nap time only may only commence after I have removed his stuff from the litter box (one of my feline related daily chores) and have dispensed a couple of treats.

Caturday.

Truman is on wildlife patrol this morning. After sitting on his perch watching the back yard for wildlife for an hour or so, he moved down stairs to check out the gazebo area.

It’s a good distraction from constantly requesting food.

Caturday.

Truman has been pretty chill lately. He shows his contentment by positioning himself on the floor and just watching the world go by. His claws going in and out indicate happiness.