Because someone asked, I felt I needed to post about Chloe (the cat.)
She’s still alive.
But Kenny and I sometimes feel like we’re barely surviving in our own house. The cat has taken over. I bought a book yesterday to try and understand why she meows all of the time, or why she goes spastic at times. Why she can’t be alone in a room when we’re on the other side of the house and why she’s just. so. crazy.
Turns out that some cats aren’t independent creatures and suffer from separation anxiety. And our cat seems to be one of those non-independent types. I think we traumatized her when we left for five days and then again when we left for four days (just four days after returning from the first trip.) Poor Chloe. We’re going away for a week in June, and our friends have agreed to look after Chloe.
Last night, we learned that she’s afraid of storms. Not necessarily thunder, but a really hard rain will get her worked up.
She’s also afraid of the broom. Kenny swept her hair out of her beds the other day and not only did she steer clear of him while he was sweeping, once he released her bed, she let us know it was hers and to stay away:
(And, she will swipe at you, if you get too close to the bed.)
For the most part, she’s a very pleasant animal. I just wish I could walk down the hallway without having her under my feet. I managed to watch Gossip Girl in peace tonight – she fell asleep in my desk chair and I didn’t bother her. Since she slept this evening, I can almost guarantee she’ll be standing on me at 3 a.m…..meowing.
Sometimes the meowing is because she’s hungry. I’m trying to limit her food. She weighed 10.2 pounds when we got her. She’s now 11.8 pounds. Oh wait. Make that 12 pounds. I weighed her, just to be sure I had her current weight correct. She’s definitely not starving.
We’ve mentioned getting her a cat friend, but we’re also afraid we’ll end up with another just like her. We can barely handle one, so how could we handle two?
But, what can I say? We’ve had her for almost two months and we haven’t killed her. That’s saying something….