Cats And Coupons

I went to my Mom’s house to let the dogs out last night. Her cat, who usually doesn’t bother with me, came and sat next to me and let me pet him for a while and was purring. I miss that and I’m really missing my cats. It’s been almost a month now since Shadow passed and a little less for Rennie. The house feels so empty. Noone comes running when I use the can opener. Noone looks at me funny when the coffee makers making its noise. Nobody head butts my leg when I”m filling the food bowl. For almost my entire life I’ve had a cat. This stinks.

Rennie looks like she’s lost some weight again. She’s always been on the thin side but right now she’s looking like she’s taken phentermine diet pills for kitties. It’s only just starting to get hot here and flea season isn’t hopping (ha ha) yet. She doesn’t much like the dry food. She really loves the wet. I usually mix the dry and wet foods together but I’ve caught her literally moving the dry food around so she only gets the wet. I think I’m going to put her back on the kitty vitamins. I hate to start messing with the dry food at the risk of causing other problems. I’ve fed them Purina Kitten Chow since I got them. I guess I’ll try and find a box to try just for her.

CJ likes to take Rennie in his room. Sometimes she just lays on the bed quietly while he plays. Sometimes he tries to play with her and she does all she can to get out of the way. She’s made her way up to the top bunk of the bunk bed and the top of the highboy dresser. The tv is a flat panel hanging on the wall but it’s a safe bet if it was on one of those tv stands she’d make her way up there too. I know sometimes he picks her up and brings her into the room. Other times I’ve seen her willingly walk in there on her own. I don’t understand why if she isn’t happy she keeps going in there.

She tells me by getting into the laundry basket. Only kidding. I can tell by looking at her.

I thought this was funny as anything. My youngest son put the cat in the laundry basket, along with his dirty clothes and his boots. The laundry basket is up on top of two Rubbermaid containers where toys are stored. He basically must have had to semi toss her up there to get her in it. The cat couln’t have cared less, she just laid down and made herself comfy. I keep telling him to leave her alone and she keeps going and hanging out with him. I’m glad she wasn’t hurt, although she couldn’t exactly dial a Seattle injury lawyer if it came to that.