lest i forget, change is hard on everyone in the household.
we had our routine down, maggie and i. for the longest time i'd roll outta bed at 11:15 or so, fill her bowls with food and water, shower, throw on some clothes and, as the last thing before leaving for work--and to her eternal displeasure--put her and her bowls outside.
as i set the bowls down, i'd reach over to give her a goodbye pat and she'd recoil, hissing--a knife through my heart, but only briefly, because i knew that by the time i got home that night, all would be (mostly) forgiven.
same routine like clockwork, every day for years.
flash-forward to now: new job starts at 5, but i still roll outta bed by 11:15 most days. and like always, first thing i do is fill maggie's bowls with food and water.
a few days into our new routine, i realize she's not eating--when i put her bowls outside at 4:45 prior to leaving for work, they're still mostly full, and i don't understand this.
until, a week or so later, i get it.
the next day, i roll outta bed at 11:15 or so, fill her bowls, pick 'em up and head for the door--damn cat precedes me, hissing happily all the way. an hour or so after angrily dining al fresco, she's back in for a purr and a rub.
it's true--pets really are as fucked-up as their owners.
3 comments:
Gutermorality:
Animals like a routine. You established one and then changed it arbitrarily. Just follow the routine and all will be well.
What I am concerned about is whether you are allowing your cat to go outside to hunt for birds and other animals. I mean, didn't you see all those Animal Planet shows about cats ravaging the Australian outback?
I'm thinking of getting a pet. Oh God! I am getting old!
noblesavage: trust me, she's the queen of her own little jungle--in fact, we're in the middle of lizard season right now.
luis: i heartily recommend an alley cat; they're low-maintenance and damn near bulletproof (two attributes which would no doubt come in very handy living with you).
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