What do you suppose he’s thinking? Something tells me that he’s disappointed in me. I can’t imagine why but I suspect it has something to do with my insistence on leaving the house or perhaps my failure to provide enough tuna to suit his tastes.
These things are inherent, after all.
Whatever it is, I clearly need to do better because no little cat should have to live with such sorrow as his. Certainly a cat so beautiful, smart and regal as this one shouldn’t have to suffer the ignorance of a fool owner as he has done.
Someone call the ASPCA right away. Poor little cat is disappointment personified!
It’s the last day of my staycation. The jig is up. Responsibility looms. I return to work tomorrow. My Puritanical work ethic calls me back to the office but, like most pet owners, I mainly go so I can earn money to give my cat the life he thinks he deserves. He’s awfully particular considering he’s a former street urchin.
I intended to spend the week relaxing at home, sleeping in and doing some chores. In reality, three days were eaten up by a conference and meetings. Then there was the day I got up early for the chiropractor.
I rested less than I would during a normal work week but that’s ok. I made it out for a day of adventure with my fella, decorated inside my house for Christmas (don’t judge, there’s a reason for the early decorating), and got in a couple of easy hikes.
On Friday, I took a break from Christmas shopping to linger over lunch and read a book. It sounds stupid but this is something I have dreamed of doing – sitting in Panera to read or write while indulging in some tasty carbs. For someone who often eats on the go or not at all, it was delightful to relax at meal time.
So, dreams didn’t come true this week but I made the best of it and had some fun despite the responsibilities. Today, I hope to read, relax and mentally prepare for the very busy week ahead that will allow me to give Scout that life he thinks he deserves.
Whether you’re coming or going or simply staying in one place, I hope today is what you need it to be.
Meet Winnie, the manager of Mulberry Street Books in Lebanon, Ohio. Winnie is a beautiful cat who takes seriously the responsibility of this job.
Winnie greets every visitor to the shop and sometimes follows them around to provide ample opportunity for shoppers to do the right thing and offer up ear scratches.
Winnie has truly unique markings and beautiful, knowing eyes that make you want to just sit on the floor and relax a while.
Shop cats draw me in and this one made me want to stay!
I recently bought a new mattress pad. It’s feathery soft and a little like sleeping on a cloud. Scout oversaw the unboxing and the arranging of it on the bed before hopping up to inspect the quality.
As you can see, he gave it four paws just before settling in for a long nap. I had a hard time getting him to move so I could finish making the bed and finally had to offer him a treat in exchange for dislodging himself momentarily.
He has been napping here most days and has even been sleeping through the night. I can’t believe he abandoned his nocturnal shenanigans just because the bed is more comfortable for sleeping but I’ll count my blessings for this small victory.
In case you’re wondering, I’m enjoying it as well. Not that my comfort is as important as that of the house panther! All the same, it was a good investment for us both!
Scout was home alone yesterday. Then I came home to feed him and change before leaving again.
He was disappointed in me. Can you see?
He’s a sweet boy but he has little tolerance for my coming and going as I please. It’s nonsense, he says. Who do I think I am anyway?
I try to explain to him that I have to go to work to earn money to give him the life he thinks he deserves. For a former street urchin, he has expensive taste in treats!
The good news is that I come home to fanfare. He waits in the window for my car to pull in the driveway and then he runs to the door, patiently waiting to be picked up and carried through the house.
It’s the best part of the day – except when he makes this face to remind me that he’s disappointed in me!
Some people like to think outside the box. Scout prefers to think inside the bag.
This is where he has been sitting while I do chores in the kitchen. He studies my activities and I always wonder what he’s thinking. Whatever it is, he’s not saying and I’m smart enough to not ask!
Whether it’s outside the box or inside the bag, we should all work a little harder at simply thinking things through. Let’s take a page from Scout’s book and pause to think about something useful today.
