I’m sitting here with an ice pack on my back with Charlie next to me. Ivy is up on the cupboard where she likes to watch what’s going on in the parking lot. Earlier she was being completely silly with the cat zoomies.
I can tell Ivy’s mood by looking at her. If her ears are back, she is irritated and annoyed. If her tail is dancing in the air when she runs around the apartment, she is full of energy.
Sometimes I catch her sitting still on the floor staring out a window with her tail thump-thumping against the floor like a metronome. And that means she sees something outside she’d love to pounce on.
Cats Are Curious Creatures:
Cats are an enigma of sorts. They have distinctive personalities that set them apart.
It took over two years for Ivy to decide to plop down in my lap. No amount of encouraging her made a bit of difference. Ivy had to decide on her own.
Ivy is not a small cat. So when she sits on my lap she is spilling over the sides. If I’m not petting her enough, she prods me with her knobby head until I begin petting her again.
She just cannot seem to leave Charlie alone. Sometimes she will lay down close to him. He ignores her as long as she is not touching him.
The Laws Of Attraction:
But as soon as she ventures out with one of those big paws to softly touch him, he snaps at her. Which then sends him into a coughing fit.
Ivy jerks her head away and her ears go back and she looks at him as if to say: “Now was being ugly to me worth it?”
I don’t know why he can’t stand for her to touch him. Actually in the very odd moment he will sometimes allow her to lay her head against his. He just doesn’t want her to touch him with her paw.
They are silly characters, both of them. Set in their ways, yet subject to change for dubious reasons.
A Cat Is A Cat & That Is That:
Cats are capricious, apt to do most anything.
Ivy seems to have moved past her fascination with the bath tub. She rarely puts her toys in there anymore. And she doesn’t loll around in the empty tub as she once did.
Now it’s all about the chair she likes to nap in and her princess cat tower where she reigns.
Sometimes when she jumps up there I am convinced it’s going to fall over from the force of her weight. It dips back and forth a bit, but then it settles. Crisis averted.
They surely make me laugh with all their antics.
Charlie and Ivy are a constant form of entertainment. Not to mention the wonderful company and comfort they give me.
These two silly creatures that I so dearly love.