As usual, Inky was helping me with my homework. Her help usually comes in the form of a nap on my lap, or an attempt to sit on my keyboard. This day, Inky decided that she’d help by watching with me. She did an excellent job. She didn’t take many notes, but I was taking them for both of us. I haven’t yet been graded on the paper, so I don’t know how we did.
Every morning, I have my routine. Most of the time, it’s pretty much in order, but mostly I get sidetracked. I usually get the big stuff done with no issues. Shower, dry, start dressing. After that, it’s a constant list. Over and over. I walk around counting what still needs to be done, like a silent chant. Toothbrush, shoes, lunch, feed cats. Over and over. Then I add and subtract as I finish things or remember what I missed.
Lately, I’ve had a helper. Mini adds feed the cats to the list multiple times. Brush teeth, meow, do a load of laundry, feed cats, meow, put your shoes on, meow. Repeat until the list is done. Not quite the same rhythm, really, when you add in the meows and stepping over cats.
My daughter also is helping with the reminders. She put up this sign. Unfortunately it gets to the point that I see it so often that I don’t see it anymore. She had to change it up a bit this week to make sure I saw it.
Unfortunately, I don’t have a photo of the one that was there before, but it had a drawing of the two cats, and one was the back end of the kitty, walking away.
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.
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.