Truman has decided the coffee table is a grand spot to take a nap when we’re watching television. He looks so peaceful and calm taking a nap in one of his favorite places.
He’s A Feline.
Caturday.
Marshall took this most excellent photo of Truman this week. We were watching “The Good Wife” but Truman doesn’t have an interest in Christine Baranski, as dynamically interesting as she may be. He’s more concerned with his next round of kibble, which accordingly to the clock on the wall in this photo, was 16 minutes later.
Truman enjoys his automatic feeder, even if it doesn’t give him enough kibble when it starts making rumbling noises.
Truman’s pose in this photo may be attributed to the scant bits of thunder and lightning we’ve been getting each evening (though there was one impressive storm early in the week). Usually he doesn’t care, but if the lightning is distracting from listening for the rumble of the kibble dispenser, then it’s important to stand up and take notice.
Caturday.
Truman enjoys standing on the back stairs, just out of reach of his canine friends Lucky and Jinx. When we hear a scurry and the dogs go running down the back hallway, we know Truman has made an appearance and a graceful leap, calling “safe” but standing on one of the lower stairs, staring at his friends.
There are times when everyone can enjoy a social experience, and that often involves Truman standing at one of the kitchen doors, enjoying the wonders of flight from his bird friends on the other side of his natural television glass.
Caturday.
Truman has been quite social this week, spending more time than usual on his cat tree in the family room. It gives him a good vantage point to see what’s going on around the house without being too overwhelming or intrusive. I totally get that.
He’s also been doing well with his canine friends Lucky and Jinx. They all seem to have come to an understanding on space and such. The dogs protect Truman from trying to escape outside into the desert heat. When all is well they even nap together.
Caturday.
Truman seems to ask “what?” with his look while relaxing in the kitchen. As he gets older he gets a little more set in his ways.
Caturday.
Truman likes to keep it casual when I’m working in my office. He’s been rotating his relaxation locations for the past several weeks. Apparently the middle of the back stairwell now provides a good feline vantage point.
Caturday.
Truman has been changing up his napping habits over the past couple of weeks. It’s a rare occasion for him to relax inside his little carpet tube (that was imported from Chicago) but lately he’s been using this area to nap and maintain watch over the dogs of the house.
He’s also taken to sleeping in the middle of the floors as the weather gets warmer. Perhaps we need to install a small fan that follows him around.
Caturday.
Truman often situates himself on the bed when it’s time for us to get up, but he’s always at the end of the bed and facing away. This is the feline equivalent of interested disinterest. But it’s to be assumed that this is for kibble distribution.
So Sick.
I can’t keep anything other than small sips of water in my stomach. After barfing with mic mute on and the camera off on three of today’s meetings, I decided to take the rest of the day as sick time, cancelled any weekend plans, and am just doing whatever my body wants to do this weekend.
Someone keeps settling in next to me on the couch and on the bed and looking after me in his way.
