In the morning we get up and find Marbles under my bed, the one we don't sleep in. Robb tries to get him out from under the bed and he lays there. After I start doing my crunches, he comes out to see what I'm doing. And then we love on him until it's time for someone to leave for work, ignoring his meows and his constant herding us towards the front door.
He's still obsessed with the front door. I had to physically restrain him today, although he didn't put up much of a fight once I picked him up. And when I left, there was no one to hold him back. Do you know how hard it is to convince a cat that they don't want to know what's on the other side of a door? Holy cow.
So I go to work.
And when I get home, he's on our bed. He then tries to convince me he needs to go outside. And when I don't relent, he goes to sleep.
When Robb gets home, he wakes Marbles up and we love on him some more. And when we go to bed, he's in the bed with us, sleeping in the middle trough between us. Sometime in the night he walks across my face and goes to lay under the bed in the other room. And that's where we find him in the morning.
He's so lazy. We love it. And he's also the most laid back cat I've ever met. He never even thinks of biting or swatting...except once this morning, which is slightly hilarious and slightly more information than anyone needs to know.
This morning I got up and started to work out, like I always do. And since I sleep naked, I work out naked, because my shower is right after that. Well, this morning I was doing crunches and he comes out from under the bed, walks over me, turns around, and starts sniffing my junk. He recoils three times in a row, and then he extends a paw and swats it! I lost it, and he looked at me like, "What the hell is that?" And I lost it again. I am SO glad he is front declawed...that could have been ugly.
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3 comments:
He's soooo cute! Is he a cat that has been used to the outdoor life? We're lucky we have a back garden for out two to go out into, but they do get far too interested in the front door at times, which leads out onto a busy road. None of our cats is declawed - I think it's possibly illegal here in the UK. Once, the monochrome menace leapt off the window sill onto the bed where we were sleeping, and landed slap-dab onto my other half's junk. He was not amused as the cat weighs in at about 12 lbs!
I hope you have a lot of fun with Marbles. I can't think of life without my cats.
How funny. I have a similar story that involves a very playful kitten, claws, teeth and my husband, but I don't think he will appreciate it if I tell it on Blogger, so I won't - use your imagination.
It is a pity you do not have an outside space for him, but hang in there. Once he gets used to the security of your home, he should settle down.
Please keep us informed on the adventures of Justin, Robb and Marbles and oh yes, thank you for taking in and old cat. Usually people take the kittens. Good for you!
Welcome to the wonderful world of cats!! They're an endless sort of amusement. Marbles sounds like quite the character!
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