Last night, we left the cat free reign across the apartment while Zach and I slept listened to her run around knocking things over. This morning, I arose to survey the damage, only to find that she didn't break things... she just "explored."
Here's the part where I'm amazed, especially since this is my first pet... well, not counting my pet rock, which was a small slab of concrete I painted green and then poorly painted my name on in yellow.
Did you know that
1. 1-year-old cats can pull half the DVDs off of a bottom shelf? She really likes About Schmidt!
2. 1-year-old cats can unroll an entire roll of toilet paper, leaving it neatly folded on the floor?
3. 1-year-old cats love to leap up on the and sit on Zach's obliviously slumbering head (not once, not twice, but thrice!)?
4. 1-year-old cats really love to roll around in Zach's bath towel?
Obviously, she has a thing for Zach, head and all. We're thinking we'll have to banish her from the bedroom during the night, since she enjoyed sitting by/on Zach's head and licking my toes as they poked from the distal end of the blankets.
Oh, and she also likes - really likes - to lick plastic bags. In her previous home, she was brought up entirely as an indoor cat, and it's been stressed to us by folks at the animal shelter that it's best she remain that way, but she also goes apesh*t for the stuff going on outside. You know - leaves and weather. Here's the part where, this being my first pet and all, I ask you if all of these things are normal for a 1-year-old cat.
As for her name, a few of you apparently like "Lolita," though I still can't quite bring my self around to it. Last night, discussions of possible names somehow led to Bond girl names (though, actually not Pussy Galore)... the poor girl.
Posted by James at August 14, 2005 07:57 AM