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Hello? Explanation, please?

Why is it that Jaws sometimes tears around like her ass is on fire?

I assume this is a cat thing, and that other cats do it as well. But it gets a little annoying. Here I am, minding my own business, when Jaws comes tearing into the room.

Zoooom! She screeches to a halt and stares at me. Stare. Stare. Quick glance into the kitchen. Off again. Zooooom! Into the kitchen. That room is a dead end, and I can hear her claws scrabbling on the linoleum as she makes the flying turn around. Out she flies. Zooom! She sails past me, makes the 180 degree turn by the front door, and tears up the stairs. Zoooom!

I sit still, and I can hear her paws thumping on the floor above me. I can make out her actions if I listen closely. Run into the bedroom. Jump on the bed, jump off the bed, jump on the windowsill and tangle with the blinds. Crash! Crash! Jump off the windowsill, jump on the bed, jump off the bed, run out the door into the hallway. Cruise into the bathroom. A blind alley - into the tub, out of the tub, into the hallway, down the stairs, and screech to a halt in front of the human. Stare. Stare.

And the entire cycle repeats.

Why?

I assume she's preparing for some catathalon event, like the long distance Tear Around or the 500-meter Annoyance. But I can't give her that much credit; she's much too lazy for that. I try to ignore her during these episodes of her's, but I feel bad. On one hand, if I ignore her, she may continue her rampage around the apartment because she's feeling unattended to. On the other hand, if I give her attention it might encourage this behaviour.

Augh!

Since letting her into the bedroom, she has been quite good overall. Her rampages have increased a little, but I haven't had any of the problems people keep telling me I'd have. She doesn't wake me up at the butt crack of dawn. In fact, she won't even stir when my alarm clock goes off. Before I let her in the room with me, she'd "knock" on the door when my alarm started buzzing. Now, she'll just roll over and sleep some more.

Also, she hasn't slept on my head or anything weird like that. About twenty minutes after I turn out the light, I feel her jump up onto the bed, and she snuggles into the curve of my legs and falls asleep. No nighttime acrobatics. No "catch-the-foot" under the covers. She's been an angel, really.

Hmm.

Maybe all this "my ass is on fire!" stuff is helping ME sleep! She gets herself all tired out during the evening so that when I go to bed, she's pooped.

Maybe I will start giving her attention when she rampages.

Looking Back

On this date in 1858, Hyman L. Lipman of Philadelphia patents the pencil. Oh, poor guy. "Hi, my name is Hyman."


______ of the Day

Today's wah?! is: I found an itty, bitty, teeny, tiny baby snail in my fish cube at work! Augh! I'm gonna get overrun by snails; those things multiply like wildfire!


Note: I am still without a wordprocessor, so please excuse any mistakes in spelling or grammar.



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