Ivy is not the type of cat who gets in bed and snuggles up against me. I wish she would on cold nights because Charlie won’t sleep against me either. He prefers to sleep at the end of the bed.
And she also isn’t a lap cat.
The other day Ivy hopped into my lap and proceeded to sharpen her claws on my stomach. Ouch! But I let her because I was so surprised she was even in my lap. And I’m easy, so I would have let her do it anyway as we all know.
After she sharpened her claws, she sat down in my lap. Ivy is a big cat, so she completely covered my lap and hung over a bit. Charlie was in his usual spot on the left side of me in this recliner.
Of course what she wanted was for me to pet her. Right now as I write this Ivy is laying on the table beside me, all sprawled out wanting me to pet her. Which I reach over and do occasionally as I write this.
She hasn’t gotten into my lap since. So maybe it was just an anomaly of sorts. I hope she decides to get in my lap again.
Cats are the type of creatures that might as well say: “Hey, didn’t you know? It’s all about me and what I want.”
They are somewhat self-centered and independent and want what they want, regardless of anything or anyone else.
Whereas dogs are friendlier and depend more on you, cats are selective about things and need you to pet them, feed them, and clean their litter box.
If you put down a towel or blanket or even a dish towel, a cat will typically plop down on it, like a hen over a nest. If you throw down a box, they’re in it and claim it to be theirs.
Every cat has a distinctive personality. Ivy is very affectionate as long as you’re petting her and giving her all the attention she wants.
When she’s tired of the attention, she will either grab my hands with her claws or gently bite me. Sometimes not all that gently!
Okay, my oldest daughter is here to work on the backsplash. After that the kitchen should be finished and I will show it to you. Hopefully tomorrow.
I love to hear cat stories. So feel free to tell me about your cat in the comments.