Life with a Cat


Life with a cat is never dull when he or she is not sleeping, which is 95% of the time.  But the minute the monster within awakens your home is never the same.

It was sunny in Seattle this morning, a rare occurrence in middle of February. The sun came out and showed every piece of cat litter across my living room, dining room and unfortunately my kitchen counter.  How does that litter manage to get everywhere.  I understand the pine needles that come in from all the trees.  I understand dust and even understand a light dusting of cat fur throughout the house.  But I do not understand the dispersement of  cat litter throughout the floor and up the stairs.

Every morning I diligently clean the cat’s litter box and every day, there it is, all across the floors, on the chairs and glaring at me!  I vacuum every day trying to win the battle, but the cat litter wins.  We even have a special cat door to an outside yet enclosed litter box with a catch pad as he steps out of his custom-made litter “house”.

As I watch him preen himself on the back on one of my living room chairs I can just see the collection of cat fur collecting.  One of the funniest times, was when we had an ottoman the same color as our cat right in front of the fireplace, the favorite napping spots for most cats. My brother was visiting and sat on the ottoman in corduroy pants standing up with a total fur coat attached to his derriere.  I laughed so hard I almost cried.

Our cat is called Frostyman the Cat, but is kindly known as Asshole cat.  Whatever you do, do not disturb his napping place.  You WILL be attacked!  The eyes get big, the ears go back and the hiss is heard. Do pay attention, because if you walk away, he will attack your legs.  This is a lot worse in the summer with bare legs.

If you do not feed him right on time he will constantly remind you, that no matter what your are doing, his needs are far more important.  But this is the only time he is quite loving.  Purr, rub, snuggle and FEED me!

So why do we have a cat.  Occasionally they honor you by sitting on your lap, but only if you are reading a book or a magazine or if you have you Ipad or Kindle in your hands.  And please move whatever is in his way, because he is making you “happy” by placing his twelve or more pounds in your lap and please don’t ever get up, as it is the same reaction as if you might need to actually use that chair in front of your laptop.

As I wrote once before it is imperative not to leave your half finished glass of water anywhere, as what you might not realize is that glass is not really yours.  It is an upscale cat watering dish shared when you are not looking.  I keep thinking I should just leave a nice glass of scotch out to share with Frostyman and see how much he drinks.  Just a thought.

If you have a solution for cat litter, cat behavior or lack of….   I would love to know what it is!  In the mean time, it must be meal time, as he is rubbing my pajama leg and purring quite loudly.

Life with a Cat

The Litter Dance


This is Frostyman the Cat not wanting to model his lovely new Christmas outfit. I wonder if I am the only cat owner that wonders if your cat wakes up in the middle of the night takes a cup of cat litter and dances around the room (rooms) throwing it here and there.

When I retire at night, after watching TV or reading with Frostyman in my lap or in an adjacent chair I nicely put him out of the bedroom and close the door.  I know when I went upstairs to relax that I had a very clean floor.

When I come down in the morning there is magically spread cat hair and cat litter through out the entire downstairs and of course cat hair at the top of the stairs where he has impatiently been waiting for me to open the door and go down and feed him.

It always amazes me just how much litter and cat hair can appear overnight.  Now I do understand the pine needles that magically appear too, but the amount of litter always amazes me.

I clean the litter box every morning, so it is not from having a dirty box. Maybe I should try a new litter every time I buy new litter.  There has got to be something that does not come with the cat from the litter box.  We already have the litter box, so the cat goes through a door to his own private bathroom.


So here is his private entry to his private bathroom,


and here is his outdoor litter area.  I am thinking next house have a tunnel about six feel long to get there, with a grate he has to walk across, kind of like the ventilated plastic on this door that opens.

If anyone can suggest a better litter or better idea.  Please share with me.

The Litter Dance

Do you have “Daily Chores”?


Luckily the change the diaper stage is long gone, but it seems I start my day basically the same every day.  I have a dear friend that I think starts her day the right way.  She makes a cup of delicious coffee, takes it back to bed and reads for an hour.

I wake up to Frostyman the Cat, sometimes AKA as Asshole Cat, knocking at the bedroom door about 6 AM saying: “Feed Me!  Feed Me!”  Rather than lay there and listen to him, I normally got down and make him happy.  I did not say make me happy, I said make the cat happy.  Then at last I get my coffee.  I attempted letting him sleep in the bedroom like a lot of normal cats do, but he thinks 5 AM is attack the feet if they move on top of the comforter. One, it is not pleasant and two, it is really hard on the well-being of the comforter.

Since I recently started teaching a college class in interior design online, my office hours are 7:30 AM till 9;00 AM.  During that time I read and grade assignments and interact with students on one computer and read my email and Facebook on a second computer. In that time or before, I always run the dishwasher and put away dishes, do one or two loads of laundry and vacuum the floor.  Daily clean up comes with a long-haired cat that is a little messy.  I do laundry every day, because I truly hate doing laundry. My logic in every day laundry is that I do it every day, there isn’t very much with just the two of us and it is over and done with very quickly. When my granddaughter is here in the summer, there is a lot more laundry, but her clothes and little and cute!  Makes a big difference to me somehow.

If I don’t have a blog, I sit down and try to come up with something interesting with my second cup of coffee.  This one decaf or the blog might be too long fired by caffeine. Still my Pj’s I am always a little worried that someone might come to the door, but since I cute Pj’s I am not totally worried.

Shower-time is next so I can check on the chickens, let them out if I am not leaving right away and see if they have added any new eggs.  I often take them a treat too. I figure I should be dressed to clean the outside litter box.  We have a lovely little house that we built on the side steps, that connects to the laundry room with a little door, so there is no litter in the house.  Not a perfect solution, as the cat brings litter in the house on his tail and feet every time, thus the vacuum every day feature of my morning.

With the clean clothes put away, the dishes put away, the chickens happy and the litter box clean I get on with my day.  As you know from a previous post where the weekly trash to the street is my duty, don’t fall under it on the way to the street.  It is not good for your ego or your health.

So do you have the same chores everyday or do you vary by the weekday.  I did most of the same stuff when I working, but added chickens this summer as I am home a lot more time.

Happy Choring!

Do you have “Daily Chores”?