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January 31, 2007
Cat Invasion
Our new coffee maker* arrived yesterday and its presence in our household this morning has enabled me to obtain my usual morning perkiness. Right. We haven't talked about cats for a while. Here's an update. Yes, I know you are all very excited.
In an unusual turn of events, Uncle Irving, Czar of Passivity and General Nervousness, has decided to exert what I like to call his gender prowess. After a year of refusing to sleep on the bed or even come near our bedroom nook vicinity, he suddenly has joined us in our slumber, much to the chagrin of the Robettes. Perhaps the arrival of winter has stimulated this effort, or maybe he has just grown more needy and smushy than ever before, but Irving's decision has left us dumbfounded.
Of course, there is now the issue of three cats sleeping on our bed at once. Irving has taken his traditional, pre-co-housing position at the foot of the bed (read: on top of my feet), causing Frieda to pack up and move uptown (read: right between Alexis and me). Both sleep like boulders. It is nearly impossible to eject them without force and I have spent the past few nights contorted like a pretzel. Recently, I awoke to find Olive looming above my head like a furry gargoyle. Thankfully, Olga holds off on joining the fray until I get up for work.
The value of walls and bedroom doors has suddenly impressed itself upon us. Regardless, I am quite happy that Irving has taken this bold step toward normalcy. Thank you Elavil. It is good to know that you help cats, too.
* Thank you to everyone who chimed in about potential coffee makers. Our runners up were the Cuisinart and the Technivorm, with the latter being a tad bit too expensive and the former out of stock when we went to purchase it. At the last minute, however, I managed to find our old one online. It being cheaper and most familiar, we gave up and just ordered a new one...with the general hope that when it dies in 2 years the Technivorm will be cheaper.
Posted by callalillie at January 31, 2007 2:46 AM | Feline Musings
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Sounds like Irving is making some good progress! I love the whole big happy feline on my bed king sized bed. Three felines and a my former partner were very snug and warm. Especially handy during the winter months.
Posted by: catnip at January 31, 2007 11:28 AM
this sounds very similar to our sleeping situation (except we're minus one cat).
Posted by: hubs at January 31, 2007 11:29 AM
"Technivorm" sounds like it should be the name of a Swedish black metal band. Or a house robot who only responds to "disdainful tones."
Posted by: Will at January 31, 2007 12:38 PM
Or the title of the next Kempleton album.
If all four of our cats wound up sleeping on the bed, one or both of us would wind up on the couch.
Posted by: corie at January 31, 2007 1:51 PM
My cat just started even talking to me. I can't wait for to start sleeping with me on the bed. Though, my boyfriend would love it if she would sleep between us so we could squish her with love.
I was wondering what you would do if all four decided to take over the bed? But, if they take over the bed, what's next...
Posted by: Jenifer at January 31, 2007 5:15 PM
Imagine a 50 lb pitbull at the head of the bed and a 90 lb rottweiler/doberman/german shepherd mix spooning you and another human being besides you in bed. I too am a pretzel in the morning. :P
Posted by: Gina at January 31, 2007 5:55 PM
Posted by: liz H at January 31, 2007 10:15 PM
harriet-kitty used to sleep with me all the time, then just stopped a few years ago. however, for reasons not worth getting into here and that don't involve a man, i'm sleeping on my sofa these days--my blog says it all--and now she's all snuggled up behind my knees, or sitting on the top of the sofa staring down at me.
Posted by: grumpygirl at January 31, 2007 10:40 PM
dude, you need to evict your crazy TV upstairs neighbor.
Posted by: corie at January 31, 2007 10:42 PM
corie, my upstair's neighbor is a rent stabilized, rent subsidized, section 8 tenant who's been here more than 20 years. she's on city assistance for mental illness.
there are very good tenant laws in this city to keep mean landlords like us from kicking out crazy people who lower our property value and make us insane.
Posted by: grumpygirl at February 1, 2007 7:16 PM
We have two cats, Silly Whim and Tibi. Tibi is 22, and until she was about 19, slept with me, under the covers, purring constantly. My husband fondly referred to her as the "dialysis machine" because of the steady, loud noise she made. Silly Whim ,fiercely independent, never slept with us. About a year ago, sewage came up into our house for about eight hours while we all were at work/school. It started in our master bath, so filled the carpet in our bedroom. Needless to say, I disposed of every porus thing - including the bed - in the room. While we figured out new flooring, etc, we slept on an air mattress in our 3rd bedroom. For some reason, the allure of the air mattress and the apparent anxiety induced by being trapped with ever encroaching sewage for 8 hours meant Silly Whim started sleeping with us. She somehow weighs even more when she's asleep (defies the laws of physics, but I swear it's true). She also manages to simultaneously exude complete disdain and absolute devotion. Cats.
Posted by: Debbie at February 1, 2007 9:20 PM
