2009/07/15 Milo's New Apartment

Milo raced to the clothes drier last night as I was removing some items and curled up inside for a great snooze. I looked in on him several times and he looked at me as if to say "What? Can't you see I've found myself a new place to live." I had to remove him from his roost before I went to bed. I just know that from now on, I'm going to have to look into the drier before I start running it to be sure the little scamp is not in there roosting. Although perhaps wet clothes fresh from the washer might be discouraging of this behavior. I think he liked the warm and cozy of it all. Interesting how we can go from the very wet environment of a shower to the very dry one of a clothes drier. But he is just so very cute and his antics are great fun to watch because he is having great fun coming up with new things to entertain himself. He especially likes it if he thinks it's behavior I would prefer he not do. I got a picture or two of him while he was in there or perched on the drier lid. I also got a couple of good ones of him inspecting the printer which is his very worst enemy, evidently.

I got a good picture of Grayson hogging my favorite blanket last night. I have told him if he wants it, then he can have it as he looks like it's just the only place he can be comfortable with his arthritis. But no sooner than I tell him this than he leaves the room entirely and there I am with another blanket, having sacrificed my favorite one to him. We'll have to post some of these pictures on the blog when I fill up my picture card. Such adorable lugs, these two.

2009/07/05 Sunday

Milo's new thing is to protect me constantly from the printer. Most times, if he is not in the shower stall awaiting my next shower episode, he is laying in front of the printer so he can protect me from this monster. He just goes beserk at the sound of the printer and will awaken from a sound sleep if he hears any sound from it. I just don't know what I would do without him and don't even remember what I did before him. Poor old Gray comes out every now and then asking for some attention and I am laying it on thick every chance I get. I think this encourages him to come out of hiding more and he needs to. I am giving him cat glucosamine for arthritis but he still seems to dread jumping up on things or down off things. I want him to have as good a life as I can give him as he was my mother's cat and she hand fed him from a tiny little thing (after someone abandoned him on her carport before he was old enough to be weaned). I tell him that makes him special for sure and he purrs and purrs over my foolish talk. Does my heart good. I am going to have to get a few Grayson pictures during his forays into the open parts of the house. He is quite a handsome guy himself and deserves to have a few photos as well.