Bobbing for Apples in the Garage

Molly hangs out with me in the garage while I do my homework, school meetings and other Zoom meetings. She is generally quiet, but once in a while, she wants to play. She gets bored.

She got a new ball recently. It would light up with a bump, so when we threw it, it would flash when it bounced. This lasted about a minute. Molly chewed it until the light stopped lighting up. It still works as a fetching toy, though.

On one recent toss, Molly’s ball landed in her water bowl. She looked at me. I wasn’t getting it. It was wet. She wasn’t getting it. It was wet. She tried to get it, but she couldn’t get it without getting herself and the floor wet. It looked like the puppy version of bobbing for apples.

Finally, she got it! She was kind enough to bring it to me. I absentmindedly grabbed it from her. The ball released the rest of the water that was inside it. So, now I was wet, too. I threw it and the final bits of water flew out. So much for keeping the floor dry.

Listening to the puzzle

We have two cats. These two cats require four food bowls so that one doesn’t block all of the bowls, disallowing her sister to eat. They also have a food puzzle. The puzzle is made of several little cups attached to a dish-like base. They have to work at the puzzle to get extra food.

Inky, the one who likes to block the bowls, digs at the puzzle with gusto. She gets her paws in and throws all of the food onto the floor. Mini is smarter and comes up behind Inky and cleans the floor up so she doesn’t have to work for it. When Mini does dig in the puzzle, it’s quiet and polite and one kibble at a time.

When I’m lying in bed, trying to sleep, I can hear them digging away. I always know who it is by how noisily the kibble hits the floor. Most nights, though, Mini chooses to dig in the compost instead of the puzzle, if given the opportunity. I prefer to sleep.

The Healing Power of Cats

I agree with all of these amazing healing powers that cats have. They don’t mention the others that come out much more often.

Cats have an amazing ability to sense if your bladder is full. They are great at telling you that it’s time for a meal. They are pointy and manage to find the most sensitive spots to step on. These aren’t healing abilities, just the natural abilities of the species.

Sleeping in with Pets

The pets are used to a regular schedule. Around 7am, the cats are kicked out of upstairs and take their positions in the kitchen, waiting to be fed. Around 7:30 am, the dogs are brought down, separately, to empty bladders and return to bed, or join the school session, depending on the day’s plan. On the weekends and holidays, the pets don’t seem to remember that they don’t need to make sure we are ready for work.

One weekend, I was attempting to sleep in. Between my bladder and the cats, I managed to get to 8 am. At least with my bladder, I can get to the bathroom and back half awake and can sometimes manage to get back to sleep.

I was sound asleep and I felt one of the cats climb onto my bed and onto my chest. I reached out to pet the cat and found out that it was Mini. She accepted the pets and ear scratches and went away. She came back several more times before she decided that I needed motivation. I got a nip on the elbow and I decided to get up.

Who needs alarm clocks when you have pets?

They are multiplying

I took a nap. Inky joined me, as usual. One cat. I started my nap with just one cat. When I woke up, I had two cats napping with me. Mini decided it would be a good idea, too. They are multiplying. At least I didn’t have three cats napping with me, since we don’t have a third cat.

Changing of the guard

My pets love to help with homework. Molly helps keep me warm by squeezing in behind me and putting her head on the arm rest.

Inky helps by sitting on my lap, or my laptop, or watching from the side.

This particular day, I finished working on homework with Molly and I went inside to shower and change and then to continue. After I got settled, Inky settled in, waiting for second homework time to start.

They are very serious about their homework supervising jobs. They keep me warm and usually keep me company while being quiet-ish.

Inky is going to scratch you

We used to have a microphone for one of our video game systems. We’d play Guitar Hero and such, but no one was a great singer. We sang anyway.

One day, one of my daughters was singing along loudly. Inky dropped by and looked at her. Inky got up close, and expressed her opinion of the singing. She scratched her right in the face, just hard enough to get attention. Everyone’s a critic!

Fast-forward to this year. I found out that we get free movies through our cable company. I finally found The Blues Brothers, which I hadn’t seen in years. I was so happy! No one was in my area, so I was happily singing along with the movie. My daughter came into the area and announced “Be careful! Inky is going to scratch you!” Thanks, kiddo!

More homework help

A very sleepy Molly decided to help me with homework. She climbs onto the back of the chair and lies down behind me with her head on the armrest. Thankfully, it’s a little chilly right now, so her heat doesn’t bother me much.

Here’s what Molly looks like wide awake

Molly plays hard, makes a mess, and then lies down at my feet in the mess she made. She loves to tear apart cardboard boxes and leave the pieces everywhere.

She usually is a good homework helper. She has a few issues if the film that I am watching has a dog in it. Yesterday, she decided to find a very noisy toy to play with during my Zoom meeting. No one could hear anything, but we got through it.

Are You Doing Homework? Can I Help?

I was multitasking as usual. I had stripped my sheets off the bed and was starting to gather my school stuff together. I came back and found that my seat had been taken by my backup helper. She peeked over the top of the blankets to check to see if I was going to make her move. Yes, I did, because she usually won’t sit with me, unless she’s on the opposite side of the room. She moved when she realized that I wasn’t giving in.