Inky is my usual helper when it comes to homework and nap time. Today, I guess that Inky had other plans. Mini decided to join me. She isn’t as close of a helper as Inky, but she keeps the blankets from flying up in the air. I suppose that’s a help. She normally won’t sit anywhere near me, so having her help was a special treat.
Here’s a photo of my homework helper. She’s doing her job as a paperweight very well in this case.
She has various ways to help. This morning, it was knocking the books next to my bed over to make sure I was awake enough to start my homework.
My favorite is when she’s attempting to sleep on the keyboard of the laptop while I’m in a Zoom meeting or trying to type a paper. She’s really helpful.
Before I saw this comic, I hadn’t thought about how cats give information to the younger generations. Now I understand!
Do you suppose that the older cat here is named Maria? I don’t think I’ve ever run into a cat named Maria. I am sure someone has called a cat Maria at some point?
At my house, so many different things are used as cat beds. My favorite is the random paper bag taken from the bag of leftover shopping bags. The cats fight over it occasionally, but then one realizes that paper beds aren’t so glamorous and she finds another one. The cats will play in cardboard boxes, but they aren’t fans of sleeping in them.
Mini kicks people off of the kitchen chair when it’s her naptime. Inky will hide in the garage and we will find her on the pile of laundry.
Inky’s favorite place to be, though, other than on my lap, is on top of the refrigerator. She sits up there and watches whoever is cooking. She supervises and occasionally tosses out a bit of cat hair to hopefully not end up in food. I guess she considers it the penthouse. Thankfully, she doesn’t have to pay by the day, because then she’d be asking for money from me. Maybe we should have her get a job?
For my class this summer, there is a lot of reading. I hate the textbook, so it makes it more difficult.
We were told that no assignment could be retaken without a valid excuse. Family, work, etc are not excuses. Medical excuses with a note will be considered.
The instructor did not mention cats sitting on your textbook as an excuse. Maybe the photo below will help convince her?
Inky climbed over me to sit on my book as I was reading it. I guess I could get 3/4 of the page read, but that would give me a 75% grade at best on the test.
I eventually moved so I could look at the power point on my laptop at the same time as I was reading the text book. Inky came back to help warm up the keyboard on the laptop. I struggled with her a bit until I convinced her to sit next to me, not on me. We’re both much happier that way.
Inky always has a plan for me. Sometimes she is very clear about what she wants. Other times she is more subtle.
Here is what she thinks of my homework
Here is what she thinks of my zoom meetings.
Here is what she thinks of my attempt to watch TV.
In order to get into these positions, she has to step on me, my project, whatever tools I’m using and all over the bed. She tries to relocate my stuff and me to a more comfortable place for her.
For zoom meetings, she must step on the keyboard and say hello to the meeting members. Sometimes she ends up mooning them, too, but I try to stop her before that happens.
For someone who can’t really talk, she certainly tells me her opinions.
The artist mentioned in the above linked article is a cat rapper. He raps to cats, and about them. I missed the actual live show, but the interview here entertained me. I hope the live show was good. The cats seemed kind of unimpressed, but I’ve never seen a cat behave so well while getting a bath.
I don’t understand why cats are so fascinated with sheet changing day. Usually, I have to move Inky a few times while changing sheets. Sometimes I just end up throwing the blankets over her so I can get it done more quickly.
Yesterday, it was Mini who was the issue. I moved her about a dozen times before calling for reinforcements. Mini usually isn’t a person cat, and my presence offends her, normally. I guess the call of clean sheets was too much for her. I had to call the family to help keep her out of the way.
What is it with bedding? I thought it might be the smell of the sheets right out of the drier, or maybe the warmth? The sheets had been washed the week before and stored away, so it was neither.
My final answer: Cats are weird.
The above linked article tells 5 stories about times when cats in libraries made the news. I have heard about Max multiple times, and there’s a longer story about him floating around the internet somewhere.
The other stories are also cut short but they are still interesting.
According to the above linked article, February 19-23 is Drink Wine with Your Cat Week. I seem to have missed it, but Inky is always willing to sit quietly with me while I read and have a glass of wine, unless she has better things to do. I guess I’ll have to make sure I get to observe next year’s celebration.