The Cat Controls Us

Yes, yesterday evening, Cat let me pet her for a good long time. Vince puts her food bowl up at night because there are many feral cats that show up to eat. There are at least four that we’ve seen. I would gladly feed them but that’s a good way for disease to spread among them all so we don’t really want them all hanging around and besides . . those vet bills for lots of feral cats could get expensive.

Boots is happy staying in the trash can. For all I know, he may have been sleeping in that trash can for years. It’s a tall plastic kitchen trash can that stays by my longarm and I always put thread and fabric snippets in it. Since there’s been no longarm quilting going on, the only thing in that trash can is an old sheet that I was throwing out and I probably put it in there a year ago. The trash can is halfway laying over so Boots gets in it and he’s halfway laying/sitting but he has that sheet fixed so it looks quite comfy.

When I walk in the door, he usually comes running to meet me and I never go behind the longarm so I can’t say if he’s been sleeping in there for a long time but that’s definitely where he’s been since coming home from the vet.

Yesterday he and I took a nap on the sofa. He’s such a sweet cat and I love falling asleep with him purring. I didn’t sleep long because I had a new knitting project I wanted to start but he sat with me for probably four hours while I was knitting. Most of the time he’ll sit with me for maybe an hour then he goes back to his spot on the windowsill.

So . . while this isn’t breaking news, I’m not ready to share details yet but we are looking for a house. Yesterday while looking online, I found a house that looked promising. It doesn’t have much land at all and while there are neighbors closer than we’d like, there’s some green space too.

Vince and I were looking at it on the satellite and he liked the location and where the house was sitting.

Vince: Call the realtor and let’s make an offer and have it contingent on us getting there to see the house this week.
Me: There’s a problem.
Vince: What’s the problem?
Me: Actually, there are two problems. First, there’s no place to put Cat til she’s acclimated to the area and doesn’t run away from home. Second, there are some woods around but there are neighbors and they might not like Cat on their cars.
Vince: Cats live longer than dogs, right?
Me: Yes. If the vet is right about her age, she could outlive us.
Vince: So . . I think you’re saying that we’re looking for a house with all the things WE want but now we have to include accommodations for Cat too?
Me: Yes, definitely what I’m saying.

What I really want is the same amount of land I have here, with the shop for Vince but with a little bigger house with a basement. Yep . . that will do it! Not gonna happen. We’ll never be able to move!