This little complaint is one I know every one of you experience but . . where on earth does the day go? I get up and before I’m halfway done with my projects for the day, it’s bed time. I’m writing this at 10:45 p.m. and when you get to the end . . I hope you’re not as frustrated as I am!
The frustration for me is starting and not finishing . . starting dinner and not finishing, starting flan and not finishing, starting unpacking groceries and not finishing. That kind of stuff wears on me. Tomorrow is a new day!
Boots is the cutest little cat! It’s amazing how much he loves Vince already. I really don’t know how to tell but if I had to guess, I’d say Boots is a girl and I’m not even going to share how I came to that conclusion but I’m going to call him a he because by the time he gets done at the vet, he will be neither a he or a she . . for all practical purposes.
I did pet him. I did let him rub on my legs and purr at my feet. I did not like it but he seemed to enjoy it. Then . . Vince walked by and Boots suddenly forgot all about me.
Tell me this . . do cats at some point stop walking between your feet? There is no way to walk without tripping or stepping on him. We’re too old to have a moving trip hazard with us at all times.
Boots is faster than the speed of light when someone opens a door. He is going in and no one is stopping him. When he encounters Speck inside the house, that may not be pretty! He’s already gotten in the sewing room twice. I open the door and there’s no way to keep him from running in! I won’t care once we get him on flea meds and know he’s healthy but for now, I don’t want him inside.
Yesterday afternoon, I had just started making flan and Vince said “Let’s go to town and get Boots some toys!” I said . . Better yet, let’s get online at The Loopy Ewe and get Judy some toys! No, really, I said “Can we please wait til the flan can come out of the oven?” And that’s what we did. Do you think we went straight to Wal-Mart and back? Oh, no! We decided to grab tacos for dinner. Then we went to Big Lots to look for cat toys. Then we went to Tractor Supply to look for a spark plug. Then we went to Auto Zone and looked for a spark plug. Then we went to Wal-Mart. Then we went to Kroger.
While we were gone, the neighbors texted and said “Come over and visit.” Once we got home, we unpacked the groceries, and there was a lot to unpack . . and went to the neighbors. Drove the RTV and cut through the freshly cut trail that Vince just cut today! So nice to cut through the woods to go visit folks.
We sat out on their porch, consumed a bit of wine, laughed and talked and stayed there til 10 p.m. It was well past dark when we were cutting through the trail in the woods headed home. Vince left the shop door up a few inches so Boots could go in and out and he does . . we’ve seen him do it. But, when we got home, Boots was sitting on the back porch of the house waiting for us and . . one of the baby chicks was out. 10 p.m. and I’m out chasing a chicken with a flashlight and a net and Vince is looking for a lamp he can put in the shop in case Boots is afraid of the dark!
The dinner I cooked for Friday that we didn’t eat because we went out, also didn’t get eaten on Saturday night because we went out so I surely hope we can find time to eat at home tomorrow night.
After the chick was captured and put back in the coop, and a lamp was on for Boots and we had him tucked into his little bed (where he did not stay), I had to come in and finish unpacking and putting away the groceries that didn’t require refrigeration and clean up the mess from the flan making. I’m tired!
About the other cats that were here. They were feral and we know two of them died but they probably all died. The weird thing is that tonight when we were at the neighbors’, we saw another black cat. We thought Boots had followed us over there but I couldn’t believe it because it’s pretty far. Vince went to get him and it was a much bigger cat and it seemed wild and ran into the woods but . . it was black with a white chest, just like Boots . . but bigger and scared. Strange, huh?
Tomorrow (Sunday . . probably today for most reading this), I hope that we do not leave the house . . that we stay right here all day and get some things accomplished and eat Friday night’s dinner!
Donna says
Such a frustrating day for you but so funny for us to read your story! No Boots probably will not stop walking under your feet…at least ours hasn’t and he found us 4 years ago. But he does a good job on the mice and chipmunks that come out of the woods so I guess he earns his keep.
AngieG9 says
I hate to break it to you Judy, but cats always run under your feet. I had a beautiful calico for a while, now my daughter has a beautiful calico. She was waiting outside the bathroom door every time I came out, and I always tripped. Enjoy your Friday night dinner tomorrow. It’s still Saturday here technically.
Jennifer says
I have to smile at this post, we live outside San Antonio in the country and our cat, Boots, born in 1998, still is underfoot, and now is a cranky older getleman cat. He however is not scared of the dark. Sorry, you did not get to eat the meal you made, but summer nights in Texas is made for visiting and doing things that are unexpected, (home depot is my husbands favorite store to visit)
Janet says
Hi Judy! No,cats never stop from walking between your feet.I gently push them away with the side of my foot-eventually, they get that it’s OK to walk next to me,not in my way. From your photos, your kitty looks like a female to me.
Also, she/he is called a Tuxedo cat- they are known to be extremely friendly, and mostly smart.
Susan Fields says
I enjoyed your post………. Most days for me end with little done for the same reason….. People stop by or a friend says, “Go with me to Greenville.” So I grab my list and we go…….. I keep promising myself to get more accomplished but to no avail………
Sharon in Michigan says
You always make me feel better. After hearing your day, it makes mine seem calm. Love it!
Diana says
I so enjoy the stories you tell. Amazing how we love our animals. At this moment I don’t have any pets so it is a joy to hear others talk about their pets. Hope you all have a restfully Sunday.
norma v says
a broom to sweep them out of the way…..scares em but doesn’t hurt them…
Helen Koenig1 says
Ummm – mine love me dearly – but have eventually learned to NOT walk under my feet – mostly because I’m klutzy and my feet tend to have a life of their own and walk over, next to and sometimes on anything in my way – whether I want them to or not (my feet have always been like that!). What worries me is not so much the walking under my feet as the little cat that lies down in front of me and stretches (as if to say “I’m cute, love me!”) and I know someday without meaning to she will get stepped on and hurt – and I truly do not want to do that! One of my kitties learned that the hard way – totally by accident – and does tend to head for the hills when I stand up from the computer or sewing machine and head back to the kitchen!
Mel Meister says
I’m disabled and worry about that with our new kitten.
Linda H says
I’m with you! I swear I have developed ADULT onset ADHD … I can’t seem to finish anything I start, get interrupted at the slightest whim and jump from thing to thing. NEVER used to be like that … frustrating!!
glen in louisiana says
Cats stop walking between your legs when you step on them! Maybe. Cats do pretty much what they want. My last little girl is 19 years old, in kidney failure and getting tx twice a week, and still heads outside to catch a bird a week for us. She figures it is her rent!
glen in louisiana says
Cats stop walking between your legs when you step on them! Maybe. Cats do pretty much what they want. My last little girl is 19 years old, in kidney failure and getting tx twice a week, and still heads outside to catch a bird a week for us. She figures it is her rent!
Sherry says
We have four cats, all indoor cats only, and they never walk close to our legs. Maybe because a couple of them have been accidentally stepped on when they were younger.
Mel Meister says
We have five cats. The only one that gets in between our legs is the new kitten we got last week. They learn to keep away from legs.
Cat toys: Boxes! Have a nice cozy box for Boots or several if he has other places to crash out or just sit and watch things.
String on a stick: We’ve purchased expensive cat toys but our overlords prefer a piece of kitchen string on a long stick that we can flick around back and forth. They catch some pretty mean air trying to get that string! (and we are mightily entertained!)
Cardboard scratch boxes: Cats love them!
Watch out for knitting needles! My cats love to watch my circs and just wait for one to dangle so they can chew the ends off!
Get some organic catnip or grow some. You will be highly entertained and Boots will love it!
Missy says
As Boots gets older she will not walk between your feet anymore. Cats love people and like to be where you are and will be very affectionate. My kittens love to sleep on my feet under my skirt.
Donna F says
I know of a little game Vince may be interested in playing with boots… a lazer light! I used to shine mine all over the wall and he would go after it. That kept me occupied & entertained for hours & hours! Seriously, it’s hilarious!
As everyone has told you already, eventually he will stop running between your legs, just make sure when he’s inside and you’re cooking to look before you turn around and step. Have fun with your kitty!