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Asheville, North Carolina
Hi. I'm Cleo. After being surrendered at Orange County Animal Services in Chapel Hill, NC I found myself being gawked at by a couple of humans whom I eventually adopted. I let them refer to themselves as "mom" and "dad", and they couldn't have found a better home than one filled with... me.

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Move Over Birds, Here's Angry Dad

Oh, how I wish I could teach orbit how to tell time.  That's not asking much, is it?  As much as we love this old fart, his shitty sense of timing can get very, very annoying at times.
     I'm a hopeless early riser, even when I don't want or need to be, but there are times when- and this morning was one of those times- I'd really like to sleep until at least five.  Is that so much to ask, ORBIT??!!
     Even at his age a lot of what he does is "cute", and one of our favorite things is his habit of head-butting.  We usually get at least one or two a day each, and he's learned that he has to head-butt one of us (usually me, sorry honey!) before he can settle into his favorite spot between my wife's legs for the night.  This morning, for whatever reason, he needed a head-butt fix somewhere between three thirty and four, and when he gets something in his head he becomes extremely determined.
    We'll take whatever "cute" we can get out of him at this point in his life, but at that hour it's a little difficult to think "cute".  He kept going back and forth between (and over, and around and back again) us on the bed, alternating head-butts against our foreheads and noses.  I don't know if he was trying to tell us something (I often find myself wishing he could talk- life with him would be so much easier) or he was just feeling particularly loving.  Whatever the reason, it was hard to get back to sleep, even after HE settled comfortably in my lap and nodded right off, almost at once soaking his paw and the comforter with drool.

     I have to be at work in about two hours, and, as with every other day, I have to be productive.  I'll start out bristling with energy as usual, but by lunch time I'm sure my ass will be dragging, THANK YOU VERY MUCH, ORBIT!
     But I LOVE you!  This qualifier is something my wife and I throw in after insulting one another, usually in jest (right?)  Like, "...you're an idiot, but I LOVE you!"  "You don't know what you're talking about, but I LOVE you!"  You get the point, right?

     I'm sitting here trying to tie this up and thinking about breakfast, and orbit's in the bedroom all nice and curled up next to my finally-back-to-sleep wife, in the nice warm spot I left when I got out of bed.   


Ivan and Izzy from WMD said...

I don't know--Caroline will sing my mom awake about that time and pluck on the carpet to no end until my mom gets all cross, and then we're ALL awake. Remember, there's no peace when a cat wants his or her human to wake up...and we don't actually need a reason.

Katnip Lounge said...

GAH! I would KILL if any of my crew did that...thankfully all 13 are slugabeds!

Ann Boyajian said...

They do go through different cycles. Skootch used to get me up earlier than I had intended by doing things to wake me up . I am a light sleeper, so if he started playing with a stray penny, or knocked over the wastebasket, or jumped on my feet, I would wake up and yell at him. Then he would stand by the door, ready to bolt down to breakfast (of course, if I fed him breakfast he wouldn't eat it right away, because he's a CAT!!).
Hopefully this was a one-time Orbit caper.

Old Kitty said...

LOL!! Awwww Orbit works on his own time clock! LOL! And he is ever so adorable! And he is like nearly 200 in human years! He sounds adorable and of course you love him! Yay! take care

da tabbies o trout towne said...

grate werk orbit; frank lee we think yur dad shoulda bringed ewe breakfast in bed bee fore goin ta werk; sum trout samiches; few helpings oh ham N eggs, may bee sum sausage links N toast.....anymew, enjoy yur day N keep up de good werk

peace out N rock on; long live trout !!

Cat and DOG Chat With Caren said...

and that's how cats roll :)

Mark's Mews (Ayla, Marley, and Laz) said...

We are big on head-butting around here. Even TBT does it.

About This Blog

Created in July 2011 this blog chronicled the everyday life of a well-seasoned, spoiled house panther named Orbit. He was a nearly constant companion for almost 22 years, and ruled our roost until he passed away in December 2014, and the loss of his companionship hit us like a ton of bricks.
After more than 2 years without a live-in feline friend we found this senior Tortie gal at a local shelter and just couldn't leave without her. Cleo certainly came with an abundance of purrsonalitude, and has staked her claim on our hearts and in our home since day one. It took some long, deep thought, but I decided to pick up where Orbit left off and let Cleo tell her stories. Of course from time to time I'll add some non-Cleo posts, but she'll get over it.