So my cat is getting comfortable on my computer tower. I actually like it when she does that. Well, sometimes she does get in the way of me writing or she is doing something that might be a situation later on.
Today she was on the tower, but I could hear a hairball coming along. Well, when that happens I sometimes grab her and put her on the floor.
I didn't have that much time so I grabbed a piece of junk mail and put it under her face. Well the hairball didn't come out, but the goo that goes with a hairball came out. I threw the junk mail with the goo into the fireplace. I'll burn it later.
Sometime today I was trying to do something on the computer and the cat just walks on the keyboard if I am not fast enough to grab the keyboard.
Sometimes when I am sitting in front of the fireplace and the cat sits on my lap or lies on my chest and if she wants me to pet her she lifts up a paw and pats me on the face. The thing is that the claws might catch something like my lip.
Yes, she did make my lip bleed a couple of times. The wounds of a pet cat is something that goes with the cat along with the hairballs and other things that I can't think of right now.
So it seems like my cat is supervising my writing as she is right between my two arms as I key in this blog. I don't think my cat can read English.
My cat does seem to understand me when I talk to her though. She may want to go out the back door, but I have to go someplace, so I say, Kitty, we are not going out right now, OK?
Well, usually when I say that she understands that the door is not going to open for her and she runs to her food to eat something.
Oh, that is another thing. Usually when I am eating she leaves me alone, but during the holidays, if I have some left over turkey that my mom gave me and I am about to eat it, well she is right there trying to get my attention, so I will give her some.
Well, I don't blame her, a piece of turkey that my mom cooked for Thanksgiving or Christmas holiday tastes pretty good, especially a day or two later. So I do give the cat some of the left over turkey that my mom gave me.
All in all my cat will be my cat. These are just some of the things that I have to deal with, but it is all good.
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Image is mine, taken with my Moto G.