A Traveler and his Cat exploring America.





Saturday, December 1, 2012

It's a Constant Battle


We go through this all day long.


As soon as I get up he moves in for the entire chair.  I come back pick him up and place him elsewhere.  Not good enough.  Back he comes to squeeze in alongside of me which is fine by me.  But as soon as I get up, he spreads out and we repeat the process.  This will go on for a dozen times throughout the day before he finally gives up and moves into another room.

How empty my life would be otherwise.





 

13 comments:

  1. I truly believe that your Sinbad and Buddy's Trouble are distant relatives. But it is Buddy's bed where he lives. He has NOTHING to do with me or anyone else...just Buddy. I love the picture because it makes me think of his happy life. I cannot even begin to imagine Bud's existance with out his Trouble. genie

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  2. How cozy to share your favorite chair with Sinbad. He's good company, I'll bet.

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  3. well that begs the question - why don't you stay put? this story is way better than the Buddy Holly story, but understand, I'm biased in favor of orange fur balls. he's like finding buried treasure.

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  4. I understand, and moments like these become a part of our lives that we will continue to reflect upon. Certainly looks like a comfy spot; Sinbad worked that out long ago, and worth the effort to jockey for your turn there too

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  5. Cats DO love a warm spot! What a cute kitty he is!

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  6. I like Sinbad - he's a totally normal cat acting just like he should... you're just The Human in his life, a necessity but somewhat of a nuiscance at times.

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  7. My oldest does that too. She can be asleep in another part of the house but the minute I get up there she is.

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  8. They are all the same, waiting for a warm cosy chair to jump in as soon as you have left. Our Sofietje does so too. Sometimes we take another chair and leave her...

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  9. I have the same daily struggle but with my little jack Russel. Lovely image of him.

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  10. But if it wasn't for moving him, you would get no exercise at all...
    Where would we be without them...

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  11. "How empty my life would be otherwise."
    Oh, I've got a beauty of a cat that comes to visit me on a fairly regular basis now... I give her just the tiniest little bit of Kitty's leftover kibble that I have stored in glass jars -- must be getting a bit stale by now.

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