Cats, lights went out in SWFLA

Tuesday morning was another delightful cat experience.  As I stumbled into the laundry room to do more normal cat related chores I am first greeted by a jammed up litter box.  We have one of those automatic litterboxes that rakes the litter 10 minutes after the cat is done in it.  Well our cats seem to enjoy trying to jam up the works with excrement.  What they typically do is urinate in the exact same spot every time.  Doing so creates a huge cat litter/urine glob that sometimes hardens to the point where the rake can’t move it.  If I’m really lucky, the glob gets wedged into the fingers of the rake so I get to pry the stuff out.  It really is a joy.

The second moment of bliss came just before I was ready to leave.  I walk over to Buttons to give her the insulin shot.  She is laying there on the floor less than a foot away from a brand spankin new skid mark she decided to leave on the rug.  I grabbed the scruff of her neck roughly to administer the shot.  As I stuck the needle in I found myself wishing it would implant itself right into the middle of the cat’s skull.

Our other car Spook has continued her strange personality change.  She is all about Ali.  When Ali is sitting at her computer Spook will be sitting up on her desk staring at her, smelling her hair and just generally looking for attention.   Since we switched the cats over to an all wet food diet Spook has lost a ton of weight.  Ali thinks there may be something wrong with her.  I am not sure.  The weight loss does seem sudden but then again, going from a carb laden diet to a very carb thin diet will make you lose weight.  We are wondering if she just isn’t getting to eat as much since Buttons is a f’in little pig when I put the food down.  I even split it among two plates.  Buttons doesn’t care, she will lick the juice off both plates.  Maybe the idea of Buttons licking the food with her disgusting, gingivitis riddled mouth grosses Spook out.  I don’t know.  Spook is old, probably 15.  Besides being skinny, she isn’t showing any other signs of problems.  Let it ride.

Last night we had some very uncharacteristic February thunderstorms.  We needed the rain so it was welcomed.  The not so welcome part was us losing power for a few hours.  The power clicked off towards the end of American Idol.  I was surprised when the UPS that we have hooked up to the TV and AV equipment was able to keep things up for at least 15 minutes before the battery kicked.  Ali was saying how she loves when the power goes out.  She likes the quiet of it, how it makes you just “be”.  I don’t like it.  Ali was getting annoyed with me as I was constantly cranking on the self powered flash light.  Unlike Ali, I don’t like silence.  I was walking around the house saying “I NEED NOISE” 

The power outage also meant we went to bed without showering first, something I don’t like to do.  It’s weird, for most of my life I showered in the morning, not before bed.  Sometime during my relationship with Ali that routine flipped and would shower before bed and just wash my hair in the morning.  Now, I view the idea of laying down in bed without showering as nasty as a day’s worth of dirt and oil on your skin and hair gets ground into your pillowcase and sheets.  Although I have to admit when I got up this morning and took a full shower it felt refreshing to start my day off that way as well.  Maybe the answer is to take a full shower in the morning and the night.