Write a post based on the contrast between two things
Our cat T. C. is an old “Garfield” in his color and attitude. He has managed to lose some weight since moving to the South from the North since he can go out during the Winter months and get some exercise as well. His food sits on top of the washing machine so that our dog Peachy will not eat every last morsel in existence. He is more than capable of jumping from the floor to the window to the dryer and then walking to the washer.
However, upon arriving into the house, his presence is announced loudly and constantly until he is picked up and placed on the washer next to his dish. He will sit there and stare at the dish until I have taken my hand and have stirred the dish of dry food several times. I must then open the sealed container of food and grab a slight hand full and add to the batch and stir again.
He will then nibble for a few minutes. Just as I am back in my office he will make his presence known again and will either want to be petted or will want to go out. Once in a great while if it happens to be a stormy day I will hear the childrens piano in the spare bedroom playing and I know that he has decided to take a nap.
When the dogs are fed, he is the first at their dishes to help himself to the bits in the “Kibbles and Bits”. Then the dogs are allowed to eat. The dogs will look at us as if to say help!…
Cats rule and dogs drool….
He has a pattern of going in and out all day. He knows that if he sets off the front door alarm it triggers in my office and I come to the front door. As I approach the front door I find him sitting there as if asking what took me so long. He nibbles on some food and is right out the back door to lounge in the sun for a nap in nice weather. Unless that was just a potty break.
You might be wondering why we tolerate this annoying daily routine. The reason is because he is somewhere between 15 and 16 years old. We know that we do not have that much longer to enjoy his company. His snuggling into bed with me on my right side while the dog Trina is tucked tight against my back on my left side.
About twice a day he insists that Trina groom him so he will walk under her and continuously butt her head until she begins to groom her. It always happens so fast that I am never near a camera to record. One of these days I will get it on record though.
That is the contrast in our lives that has blended well. Perhaps someday he will decide whether he wants to be out or in lol.