My cousin, Donna, is babysitting her grandchildren this summer. She invited the boys to come over for a play date. Charlie spied the kitchen set and went about preparing pizza. Then he grabbed the toy fire extinguisher and shouted, "Wait! Wait! I have to put the fire out." Last week our smoke alarm malfunctioned frequently. I think that played into his imaginative play.
Liam and Grant came in from swimming and had fun playing air hockey. The boys all had fun making memories.
Bill and his "best buddy" have two-way conversations. We swear Sassy Cat knows how to tell time.
He wakes me at 5:00 a.m. Begs for a little kibble snack at noon, and he cries for his moist food (quarter of a can) between 4:00-4:30 p.m. He appeals to me first, but if I'm busy, he meows at Bill and waits for an invitation. then he bounds on his lap. Face to face these two talk.
"Buddy, what is it you want?"
Meow-meow.
"Oh you want your food? What would you like fish, or chicken?"
The cat meows and "answers" endless questions. He hops off Bill's lap and waits for him to come feed him. It really is a mutual love.
Bill brought groceries home from a big box store. Sassy found this cardboard box that was just his size, almost two foot long, and took a nap in it.
Charlie and Alex are somewhat afraid when he meows and they keep their distance, which is just as well. This fat cat is 15 pounds.
He gets the last of his kibble right before we go to bed. About 9:30 p.m. he starts meowing to Bill and then me, looking from one to the other. I ask him, "Do you want to EAT?" He jumps up and yowls with excitement. Yes, he's our fur baby and we swear he understands and can tell time. He is a good boy. When I tell him the boys are coming he perks up at the word boys. Maybe that's because they sneak him a few pieces of kibble when he meows. Liam proudly says, "We are the same age, and I have been feeding you since I was five years old."
8 comments:
Charming, intelligent cat!
Nothing wrong with conversations with pets. At least I hope so, ince I do it every day!
The boys looks like they are having so much fun with your cousin's grandchildren. So many interesting toys out now to play with. That air hockey looks cool. The cat looks so comfy and cozy sitting in the box. Fits him perfectly. Enjoy the rest of the Summer, Linda.
Happy August!
~Sheri
Cats sure love boxes!
Sassy lives the life of Reilly, Linda. LUCKY, LUCKY CAT. Bet the boys love him, even if they are a tad afraid of him mewing. I love cats.
It's good to see that Liam's hand healed so he could enjoy some swimming before back-to-school time. My oldest son Genius had a little grocery cart with fake food and a cash register that he loved to play with around age 3-4.
Congrats to Bill for finding such a bargain cat bed! Sassy is a big boy. We had a yellow-striped cat who would "balloon" to 11 pounds over the winter, then drop back to 9 in warmer weather. He would let out an "OOF" sound when landing after a jump off the porch.
Liam is getting so tall... His brothers are getting big, too.
Why can't they stay young (and small) forever?
Such fun! Love it when kiddos connect with critters. :-)
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