Friday, September 29, 2017
Unless he sits a certain way, no one notices his slight imperfection and now HE is the one who has taken the lead of adopting not one, but two dogs! He loves those two-teases them like any big brother does and hates when they go outside for even the slightest bit of time.
As soon as we come in from what I now call a "walk", he's right at the door meowing at them and smelling who they've been around.
He can no longer do "the bedtime roll", too much for his joints I'm imagining. The "roll" is when he sits on my chest, bonks my forehead and literally rolls into my armpit and falls asleep for the night. These days, he takes quite a bit of time lowering his body into the same area, sighs audibly and then it's lights out.
Other than that, our old guy leaps over safety gates, jumps up to his food bowl and sits at the table while we eat. He runs after the girls and swats them from his two favorite hiding places-the inside of our reclining La-Z-Boy sofa and from underneath one of the dining room chairs that are formally dressed. He is picky about his food and knows how to get exactly what he wants by staring at me from the kitchen and then looking down at his bowl.
Pepper is what a cat should be: loving, independent, cuddly and playful. Sometimes, he's all of these at the same time!
A friend who saw the photo below asked if he was really as long as he looked or was it just the angle I snapped the picture at? I assured her that he is the personification of "a long drink of water"! He's 7 lbs, 9 oz and when he stands up on his hind legs to get my attention he literally hits my waist.
Granted I'm only 5'1", but that a tad over a 30" reach!
My deepest hope is that next year at this time I can say that he's now 15 and doing the same things he can do now.