Ironically, the blog I wrote Thursday about my IT department had technical issues and didn’t load. It took me a while to catch onto that fact, since four people liked the blank page.
Now I know I’m working to hard to make you all happy.
Then, on Friday, I started putting THIS post together. Just as I went to post it, my Windows 10 upgrade started. Started by shutting down my computer without giving me the opportunity to save anything I’d been working on.
I’ll work on recreating Thursday’s actual post, but in the meantime, here’s some videos that I’ve come across lately about cats. Many of these have come to my Facebook page. Evidently, if all you talk about on Facebook is cats and beer, people will think of you first when they see cool cat things. I’m still waiting for beer to show up at my house.
And now, on with the show.
First, what do our cats do when we’re not home? Kudos to Rocco and Lelo who were at least willing to wear a camera for half an hour. I’m pretty sure Oliver would just lay down and die if he had to wear a collar, let alone a camera. I don’t know how accurate this is – when you get far enough in you see that the GoPro has a flashing red dot. A FLASHING REDDOT ON THE OTHER CAT. So this is basically feline laser tag.
Second, yes, we are totally doing this this week. And yes, I will record it for you.
And third, this explains why cat people talk to their pets.
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Cheyenne Frontier Days was this week which means The Boy has been getting up in the dark all week. He’s been getting up, most days, before Oliver even knows he’s hungry. Today, though, was my turn to make breakfast for the kittehs and we returned to our new old routine.
I put down for for Oli, then locked Obi in The Boy’s office. Then I went to the couch to wait.
Oliver went to the door to cry about being locked in the rest of the house.
Obi hadn’t called me yet so I assumed he wasn’t ready. Then I saw a black paw darting out. But Oliver was too preoccupied with the prospect of more food to play.
I opened the door and returned to the couch to await my post-breakfast snuggle.
But here’s the thing. I don’t get post breakfast snuggles on Sunday anymore. Oliver finished his brother’s breakfast and goes straight to his chair in my office for a nap.
Obi went upstairs and told The Boy, still sleeping, that he was bored and needed a belly rub. The brown kitten was ignored and returned to the living room in a huff. But he didn’t come snuggle.
After hours of being awake, eating my own breakfast and drinking half a pot of coffee, The Boy and I got ready to go to the gym. And suddenly Oliver was everywhere. And he desperately needed me to return to the couch for a snuggle.
Sorry, kitten. He had to wait until we went to the gym, came back, showered, went to the grocery store and baked a cake before I sat down again.
It is a beautiful day in Cheyenne and Frontier Days is just up the road. I can hear the flutes from the Indian Village wafting down the street on the breeze.
I really want to work on the porch today.
I went out to my chair with my phone, coffee and laptop. I posted a photo on Twitter. Then…my wireless connection pooped out. Then it came back. Then it went away again.
Drastic action was needed. I went into The Boy’s office and set about moving the router from the floor to someplace…higher.
KnowSocial’s IT department was on it.
Obi got up on the desk and dropped down behind it. He looked at Oliver and me from the hole where cables run through to the equipment.
I asked him to lift the power strip up and put something under it. He didn’t. Then I asked him if he knew how to get out from behind the desk. He walked out from the side. Hmph, easier than I expected.
Then he went back behind the desk by getting up on the desktop and dropping down again.
When The Boy was home for lunch he said yes, that’s Obi’s favorite thing to do. The first time, The Boy thinks, was an accident.
Anyway, with only two hands and eight paws we were able to get the router up to the desktop. Operation: Work On The Porch continues this afternoon.
We’ve got a new program on OutTV. We’ve all placed bets on which the squirrels will like better: rye or wheat bread? Or graham crackers?
Place your bets.
In other news, Obi is mad at me for letting his pet wasp it off the house. He played with it all morning and it was still alive. This is a special trait for one of his pets.
Unfortunately, his Girl doesn’t have the thick fur that surely was protecting him from stings – because this wall was NOT happy.
And now the kitten is NOT happy.
Can’t talk right now, we’re busy.
The Boy says Frosty is chocolate and cats shouldn’t have it. Dr. Tiffany probable would agree.
Lucky The Girl doesn’t listen.