He’s A Feline.

I love the stately vibe of this photo of Truman. He’s in my work office on his cat tree making sure everything outside is according to his standards.

Truman has been in a rather cute mood this week. His typical routine usually involves sauntering to my office in the morning, standing on his cat tree until we “play ball”, and then staring at me until he gets two treats twice from the ceramic dish in my office.

Playing ball involves me throwing a NERF gun yellow and black ball in his direction and him swatting it back at me. He’s pretty good at getting the ball back to me, but I see his grin when the human has to do the fetching of the ball. Interestingly, he’s the first predominately “right pawed” cat that’s been in my life; his predecessors all used their left paw when playing with balls and other toys back in the day.

So back to his routine. This week Truman has been wanting to spend much more time with me in my office during the workday. He often settled in for a bath and a nap at my feet.

Another change in routine occurred last night. Earl and I were watching “The Lincoln Lawyer” and Truman decided he needed a new place to enjoy the festivities.

This is only the second time in our history together that he’s situated himself on my chest. but he got settled in, all 17 pounds of him, and purred until he fell into a cat nap. When I moved slightly he immediately hopped off and resumed his snooze on the couch snuggled in between his two Dad.

Sometimes, when I’m walking up stairs during the workday, there is a moment of judgment from a certain feline looking down over everything. As I make my way up the stairs, the ears await.

No matter the situation, that pair of ears, and the cat connected to them, is not going to relocate. I must step over him and endure his glares of interruption.

After I have completed my workday, Truman comes downstairs and hangs out in the main parts of the house. Once in a while he’ll get situated in his cat tree, observe the dogs, and take a bath.

After my hike this morning I decided to take a nap. When I awoke from my nap, Truman was anticipating my arrival to the plane of reality. He wanted to know why his weekly Caturday post hadn’t been posted as of yet. Because of this delay, he decided to pose in an exceptionally cute way.

For this week’s Caturday we get two for the price one! The “two” being two photos of Truman, of course. He is the prince that has been doing cute things in my office this past week.

Truman has been in a lively mood this week. In this photo he’s spying what’s going on in the kitchen.

This guy always wins my heart. Here he looks at the human as he wonders why there’s no treats being dispersed.

We celebrated Truman’s five year anniversary of “Gotcha Day” this week. He just wanted extra kibble.

He has been a little more social with the dogs lately and the three of them chased a laser dot together. He then retreated to his cat tree to watch activities around the house.

Truman patiently waits for me to complete my feline related chores after being gone all morning on a hike.

After the litter box has been scooped, Truman jumps up on his cat tree expecting four treats. I’m not sure he can count but he jumps down when I say, “last one”.

He had his annual wellness check this week. The vet said he’s in very good shape. no concerns, and he’s exactly the weight he was last year. He’s a big boy at around 18 1/2 pounds. He’s big boned, I guess.

The other night Earl and I were watching television and Truman decided to jump up and sleep on my chest while I was sitting on the couch. This is a particularly rare event for Truman so I was honored by his presence.

Unfortunately I coughed and he rapidly ejected from the situation and settled in on the blanket sitting next to me. He then assumed several positions until he found just the right one.

He is so charming.