Cat Vs. Monkey: Scorecard so far today...
1 AM:
Cat: *sits on manuscript*
Monkey: *removes cat*
Cat: *sits on manuscript*
Monkey: *removes cat*
Cat: *sits on manuscript*
Monkey: *removes cat*
Cat: *sits on manuscript*
Monkey: *removes cat*
Cat: *sits on manuscript*
Monkey: *removes cat*
Cat: *sits on manuscript*
Monkey: *removes cat*
(etc)
2 AM:
Monkey: Cat, the CEM is done. I'm going to bed.
Cat: *sleeps on couch*
3 AM:
Cat: *wakes up alone in the living room. wanders around the apartment crying in distress*
Monkey: Grah? Wha? Cat, I'm in the bedroom!
Cat: *wanders around the apartment crying in distress*
Monkey: Cat! I'm in BED!
Cat: *wanders around the apartment crying in distress*
Monkey: Cat! I'm in! The bedroom!
Cat: *wanders into bedroom, crying in distress*
Monkey: Cat?
Cat: Oh! There you are! You should have told me you were going to bed!
Cat: *settles in beside monkey, purring*
Monkey: ...
4 AM:
Cat: *walks on monkey's hair*
Monkey: *swipes at cat*
Cat: *walks on monkey's hair*
Monkey: *swipes at cat*
Cat: *walks on monkey's hair*
Monkey: *swipes at cat*
Cat: *walks on monkey's hair*
Monkey: *swipes at cat*
Cat: *walks on monkey's hair*
Monkey: *scruffs cat, picks her up, shakes her gently, and tosses her off the bed*
Cat: *huff*
5 AM:
Cat: *sleeps*
Monkey: *sleeps*
6 AM:
Cat: *sleeps*
Monkey: *turns off alarm*
Monkey: *sleeps*
7 AM:
Cat: *sleeps*
Monkey: *sleeps*
Cat: *wakes*
Monkey: *sleeps*
Cat: *pesters*
Monkey: *sleeps*
Cat: *pesters*
Monkey: *sleeps*
Cat: *pesters*
Monkey: *swipes*
Cat: (brightly) As long as you're up, I can haz brekfest????
Monkey: No more computer for you.
8 AM:
Cat: *pesters*
Monkey: *washes dishes*
Cat: *pesters*
Monkey: *waters plants*
Cat: *cries*
Monkey: *flicks water at cat*
Cat: *cries AND pesters*
Monkey: *sets bread dough to rise*
Cat: *cries*
Monkey: There is food in your bowl, you little monster.
9 AM:
Monkey: *plugs in Crock Pot*
Cat: 0.0 !
Cat: *nowhere to be seen*
Monkey: Right. Guess I'd better actually try to get some work done....
Cat: Huh. You're not busy? Well, I guess you can pet me. Move that laptop, please?
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the crock pot, eh? Chess correctly identifies it as a sign of food, so she's good with it. the dread vacuum, on the other hand... ^_^
Except for the one who tries to eat the herbs.
What else they might howl at, in stereo, I leave unspoken.
Edited at 2008-03-05 04:02 pm (UTC)
Two-cat-monkey
Oh, no. No worries. That was just the banshee.
Though prone to logging on and committing lj comments.
Also, I must remember to try this with babies....
(1) The cat always wins.
(2) When in doubt see Rule 1.
(3) The Ancient Egyptians got it right.
P.S. Is 0.0 the symbol for Big Eyes that they get when scared? Never seen it before.
There's also 0.o, for a quizzical or shocked expression.
"As you know, Bob, use of the term score card is a strictly human foible, related to a kind of ironworking. . ."
"Of course, Bob, and all the rest of us know sarcatsm when we read it, so stop talking and watch the game!"
Is your crockpot particularly noisy? Boots only behaves that way around the vacuum cleaner, lawn mower, and the machine the floor sander brought in.
So far my household has been peaceful, but I leave hairball light dry food out all day for them to nibble when they want. Unfortunately, even with this lightest cat food I can find, Saki and Moo are way too tubbiferous. (Tuxie, so far, has kept his boyish figure,) So I'm starting to put it away between meals times and during the night to see if I can get them to slim down to a healthier size. Due to this, I suspect I am going to start having adventures more like yours with Cat in the near future.
Neither of my boys is scared of the crockpot. Although Rowan despises water--even if it's the tiniest of drops, he reacts like he's a vampire being hosed down with Holy Water and runs.
My other cat likes to just sit in the basement and meow. He's a loud boy--you can hear him through the whole house. Fortunately (for him or me, I'm not sure), he does not tend to do this in the middle of the night.
The other morning (and by morning, I mean somewhere around 2 or 3 a.m.ish) I had to kick both cats off my bed cus they woke me up with their play fighting. *sigh* Luckily, I was able to get back to sleep pretty quick.... So, yeah, having two doesn't guarentee you won't be bothered in the middle of the night. Or the early morning....
Hey, sorry to read about the life stress/frustrations. Hang in there, okay?
My theory is that cats are cute so that humans won't strangle them when they insist on being utterly annoying.
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