Cat Chasing Dust Motes

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Watching a cat chasing dust motes never fails to amuse me. It is funny to watch Ivy take such enormous delight in the simplest of things. And this morning, her preoccupation is with dust motes floating in the air.

She is practically bug-eyed watching them float through the air and drifting down around her.

It doesn’t take a lot to entertain Ivy. Dust motes, shadows, lights on the ceiling, anything that catches her eye.

She somehow seems to know if one thing is different in this apartment. One little thing that has changed from before.

The other day, I was looking for some bank checks I knew I’d ordered. I really only use them to pay rent, so I forgot where I put them.

Plastic Baggies:

Earlier, I was digging through the cupboard where my crafts are, looking for the checks, and found a few small plastic baggies. The kind used for beads and other small items. The baggies were only a few inches long.

I laid them up on the top of the cupboard because I didn’t need them and planned to throw them away. Then I forgot about them.

Ivy was not in the room, and the cupboard was high up off the floor. She couldn’t see them from where she was.

But I was sitting here in my chair on this computer less than an hour later. And here came Ivy with one of those little clear baggies in her mouth.

She likes to take the things she finds and take them somewhere. Often it is the bathtub.

Ivy decided to put the baggie on my new boho table. It has a small surface area, and she’s a bit uncertain about its stability. She very daintily rose up on her hind legs and placed it at the edge of the table.

She will leave it there awhile and then retrieve it and take it somewhere else. I got up and threw it away, along with the others I’d forgotten to toss. Ivy doesn’t need small plastic baggies.

I just can’t for the life of me figure out how Ivy knows when one little thing is different. That one thing has been moved or changed in here.

Watching The Slant Of The Sun:

Right now she’s watching the slant of the sun across the floor. Yeah, she’s quite easily entertained.

The Weather:

This weather is weird. Last week it was really hot, and tonight it’s supposed to freeze. I had to get up in the middle of the night and turn the heater on.

And yet I have not seen one tree with leaves turning. I thought the leaves started turning first, and then it got cold. Isn’t that how it’s supposed to work?

Where is our fall weather? I hate going from hot to cold in one fell swoop. Maybe this is just an aberration, and we will have our fall weather yet.

Charlie’s Therapy:

Charlie doesn’t acclimate well to the changing weather. It’s harder on him due to his respiratory problem and arthritis.

We went to acupuncture and land therapy yesterday morning. Now I’m going to do some of his exercises with him at home.

One exercise is where I sit in my rolling desk chair and raise him up by holding his two front feet. I then roll backward so that Charlie is forced to use his back legs to walk. We then reverse, and I roll forward, forcing him to walk backward.

He can walk backward better than forward because the muscles he uses to go backward are different from the ones he uses to walk forward. His biggest physical deficit is in the muscles that move him forward.

This is the kind of thing they do at land therapy. They isolate the muscles that are declining and work on them to strengthen his legs so he can walk. He tends to drag his right back leg. So they work on that at land therapy as well.

It is amazing all that they do. And interesting to watch other dogs going through their own specialized rehab. I like to watch the dogs in the big rectangular water chamber. They fill the water about halfway up the dog’s size, then turn on the treadmill so the dog must walk.

Lunch With Daughters:

I’m having lunch with daughter/daughters today. The younger daughter and I never know if her big sister will show up because she’s flipping another house.

Sometimes she has deliveries, plumbers, or someone coming to the flip house, so she can’t leave. And sometimes she runs across a problem she wasn’t expecting and can’t leave in the middle of fixing it.

I never envisioned my older daughter scraping popcorn ceilings or tearing down walls. But that’s what she’s taught herself to do, and I admire her for just jumping in and doing it. She’s taught herself the ins and outs of a house’s structure.

Sometimes she makes videos showing what she does and how to fix a particular problem. How she strips a house and then goes in and remodels it.

So whether it’s daughter or daughters today, we shall have a fun lunch and catch up on the last two weeks. That’s our usual meet, every two weeks on Friday.

Then I plan on a quiet weekend. I’m in the third season of watching Breaking Bad on Netflix. And it’s such a great show. It would not have been a show I’d have thought I’d like. But the acting is superb, and the characters are so interesting.

Last night I watched the episode with the fly in the meth lab. That was a funny one.

There seems to be a never-ending supply of series and movies for me to watch on Netflix. I don’t miss having cable TV at all.