Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Not that Innocent

First off, thank you for all the compliments on my cardigan! I love getting comments, it makes me so happy, and I'm glad that you all liked the sweater :) Today I'd like to tell you a little story about my darling feline Oliver...
Oliver looks all cute, doesn't he? And loving? He loves to cuddle on the sofa, and he only chews on my hair in the bedroom, and he's been doing that less and less frequently. However, he has developed some annoying new habits...

Dave has been having insomnia, so after we read our nightly installment of The Intellectual Devotional (Yes, we are supremely nerdy, and happy about it. The Intellectual Devotional is based on the religious devotionals where one reads a Bible passage and comments each day, but with topics like visual arts, science, music, philosophy, etc. There is also an American History version that we'd like to get next year.), he usually heads back out to the living room to read until 3:00am while I fall asleep immediately. Now, generally Oliver wakes up and starts agitating for breakfast around 6:00-6:30, but sometimes earlier if he's really feeling peckish. I've been trying to get up and to work earlier, not to mention to my 8:00 pilates class, so the 6:30 thing isn't that big of a problem, especially considering I usually drag myself out of bed grudgingly, feed Oliver, and go back to sleep. And I do mean me, since Dave rarely deals with the hungry beast. Because Oliver only pesters me. Me. Even at 3:00am. When Dave is AWAKE in the living room. Meow. Leap onto my head. Off of my head. Back up. Back off. Meow. Feed me. Chews on my hair. I'm starving. Don't ignore me. At 3:00 in the morning! Eh. Dave? Completely oblivious to all this, although he did feed the cat when I yelled brought the situation to his attention. I'm really not sure why but all of a sudden Oliver is complaining a lot more about not having enough food. He's a bit overweight so we've got him on a lower-calorie food, but we're still giving him more than he really needs. And, look what I had to do to the stash this weekend:
Those are bins of yarn behind the towel, as seen in this post. I've always covered the bottom bins because sometimes the yarn rolls out and Oliver finds that quite intriguing. But, generally speaking he ignores the stash in this form. However, suddenly I've been finding chewed on yarn balls - some Cascade 220 (still in the skein, now with more than two ends) on Thursday and then some turquoise mohair (now with many ends and some thin bits) on Saturday. So, desperate measures were taken, as you can see. Although I miss seeing the yarn I'd rather have Oliver not chew on it and hurt himself, so this is what I've got. Oh, and despite all this complaining, I love Oliver to death and wouldn't change him for the world :) Well, aside from the waking up early!

4 comments:

Oliver said...

I hate the low calorie food! I'm so hungry! So what if I resort to chewing yarn sometimes. Good picture of me though. I've been told my stripes are "slimming".

Jack said...

Oliver,
They NEVER feed us enough! So what if you resort to the stash. I do, whenever I can get my paws on it. Eating/recycling poop is another approach that I enjoy. If they ever start to ignore your attention getting, I have a little trick: start to wretch, like you are going to throw up. That gets their attention EVERY time! My motto: There's no such thing as enough food.

Rachel said...

what a diva!

Octopus Knits said...

Your Oliver sounds a lot like my Bug...! Your Drops Cardigan looks wonderful on you, and I love the start of your Ivy League Vest : )