Expanding

 My life expanded by one last weekend.  Greg so needed someone to play with.

This is Brad

He is 11 weeks old.

No problems at meal time.

Big Boy Brad

I really thought I would be enough for Greg, but he clearly needed someone to play with.  Luckily my niece is the pet finder of the family.  All I had to do was tell her what I wanted that morning, and I was home with Brad by 6 pm that same day!  She's amazing!

 

She's 21 years old now.  

The first night was hard for me.  My brain knew that Greg needed to do his cat thing when introducing a new cat in the family.  My heart, however, didn't want him to be too "rough."  

My sis and I chatted a bit about it, and by the next day, Big Boy Brad was stalking Greg, and Greg was just chill laying there twitching his tail.  He knows, he's cool with it. 

There are no more plans for expansion around here, unless...well, you never know what's going to happen on any given day.  I mean, if a sweet little Chihuahua needed a home...

Play Nice!  xxoo

Mornings

Lately, like in the last month or so, Greg has decided that I no longer need to use an alarm to wake up.  He is more than happy to take over that position.  He is a most annoying alarm.  

He has a battery of methods, each one more annoying than the other, no matter which order he decides to do them in.  

Knock items off dresser.  
Jump on me.  (Bladder area = bullseye)
Get up on the night stand.
And the new one.  He hooks one single claw over the handle of my jewelry box, and slowly pulls it out.  

The first couple of weeks I was, "Ok, we'll get up, a coffee sounds good."  I usually try to get to sleep around midnight, so I was still getting a good amount of sleep...

But then, he started doing it earlier, before 6:00 am.  He knows when I get out of bed I'm gonna feed him.  

So I had to try to shut that down, once a cat get in a routine, it's hard to convince them to break that habit.  I have started putting him outside my room and shutting the door, so I could grab a few more moments of sleep.  Usually, though, once I am awake, that's it, my brain quickly begins to assimilate what day it is, what I get to do that day, what's the weather, and on and on...but I still stay in there with the door shut for as long as I can, "to teach him what happens when he wakes me up."  Ha ha.  

I say my morning prayers, and by then I gotta use the bathroom, and away we go!  

I start my coffee, feed Greg, check my phone for any breaking news while he sniffs his food and walks away.  Like that isn't even what he wanted.  I do a little computer work, breaking to do our morning chores of making the bed and cleaning his litter box, or to play with him now and then. I like to put his toys in different places every day for him to find.  

He usually naps from 1 pm to whenever, he'll get up for a little bit in between naps, always coming to find me and snuggle on my lap before he goes back to his fur on the bed. 

I keep hearing that I need to get another cat, for Greg to play with...I'm not ready for that.  Double food bill, double litter box duties...I'm gonna have to be enough for this cat.  We'll be fine!  

Play Nice!  xxoo 

Ami right?  I know I'm right.