K.L.s Wondering Mind

Location: Des Moines, Washington, United States

Tuesday, September 07, 2010

Kitty Affection

My cat loves me. Well, I should say Kyle's cat loves me. I'm not sure this is normal affection or something bordering on obsession, but the cat couldn't care less. He disappears during the day, and shows up just before I get home. He then wanders around rubbing up against my legs until I pick him up and drape him over my shoulder. If I sit down, he jumps onto my lap. He then rubs hs face against mine, licks my cheek, sniffs my mouth and nose, noses into my neck, and basically insists on being petted. Then the other day, he did something unusual. He visited my husband. Ed is not a real cat lover. He tolerates them, but would be just as happy not having to vaccume up cat hair all the time. The cat turned to him, stretched his front paws out until they were on his arm, then stepped over till he was on Ed's chest. (That is what Ed gets for slouching on the couch.) Then the cat did a half circle, and presented his butt to Ed's face, tail straight up. Then he just stood there. Ed's face was about two inches away from cat butt. Being the supportive person that I am, I'm sure you know what I did next. Yes indeed. I laughed myself silly. I cried, I was laughing so hard. I almost wet myself. Neither of them moved. For some reason, Ed wasn't laughing though. The look on his face just made me laugh harder.

I finally reached over and "rescued" my cat from what was probably an imminent toss across the room. No, the cat was not trying to spray. He was just standing there, letting Ed admire his backside. I'm sure the view was inspiring.

Bless You

Sometimes people ask me if Rachel hears better now that she has two implants. I think that would be YES. The other day, she and I were downstairs. She was playing on the computer, and I was reading. The computer game was making its normal noises, although quietly, since I prefer to read in a quiet environment. If you know our basement, it is L shaped, with the computers in the Long part of the L, and the door at the top of the short part of the L. Basically, her back was to the door, and it was around the corner from where she sat. The door was open, and Ed was upstairs, directly above us. He was watching TV, and going through tissues because he had a cold. Then he sneezed. Rachel turned to me and said "Bless you." Huh. She heard that. I told her that it was her dad who sneezed, and she said she thought it sounded kinda quiet. I think it even surprised her that she heard him. She then ran upstairs to bless him.

Yes, I'm pretty sure she hears better now than she did before.