This is regarding Ivy and the light on the ceiling.
Yesterday morning Ivy started meowing insistently. Which is odd.
Ivy very rarely meows. I could probably count the number of times I’ve heard that cat meow on one hand.
That’s not to say that she doesn’t make sounds. When she wants my attention, she might “um.” Or she might “me” if she wants me to pet her.
Ivy’s Funny Ways:
Ivy doesn’t like being held, but she will lay on her side or back and thoroughly enjoy a good petting session. When she sees me take her brush from the drawer she comes running.
I thought, what on earth has Ivy so upset about? So I looked up at the ceiling just as she was. And there was a round spot of reflected light about the size of a golf ball on the ceiling.
That was it. Nothing more.
Why did this so disturb her I wondered? There of course are no answers. Cats are notoriously hard to figure out.
Ivy is not like any other cat I’ve known. She has strange habits and ways. But I must say she is always interesting and entertaining.
After a while, the meowing was a bit disturbing. It was an insistent meow, one that said “something is wrong and why don’t you get up and fix it.” I was afraid she was going to get a kink in her neck having it stretched toward the ceiling for so long.
What Could I Do?
But there was no way I could fix the situation. I couldn’t reach up to the ceiling and put my hand over the spot of reflected light and hide it from her.
What was a person to do?
Well, nothing. Nothing you can do.
You just wait until she’s gotten whatever is troubling her out of her system. Because a cat is a cat and that is that.
And Ivy is Ivy.