Sometimes it might be handy to be able to read my cats' minds, I could find out all sorts of interesting reasons why they do what they do. Because I can't, though, I just have to wonder endlessly at their seemingly bizarre behavior.
For instance, Molly has a strange habit of staring at me. Last night was fairly typical. I was in bed, watching tv, and she jumped up on the bed, obviously looking for some attention. Instead of coming and sitting on my lap, though, she came and sat beside me in her best Egyptian Cat Goddess pose and looked at me. This went on for quite a while. Eventually, she came and sat halfway on my lap, but didn't want to commit to being there entirely.
Another strange thing about them is how they choose where to sleep. Often they sleep on the bed, which is to be expected. If there's a towel or a piece of clothing or anything else on the bed, they always sleep on top of that. Last night I almost tripped over both of them, because Molly was sleeping on a rug that was on the floor in front of the bed, and as soon as I recovered from nearly stepping on Molly, I almost tripped over YumYum, who was sleeping right beside my bed on the floor.
They still insist on jumping in the tub as soon as my shower is over, too. I had the bathroom door closed this morning while I showered, but when I opened it I found two cats on the floor right in front of it, just waiting for me to hurry up and get out of the way.
Posted by Rachel at November 14, 2003 10:57 AM