Today we are going down a different road. Come with me as I look at the being that live around me. Just so you are aware, this is not Bob writing. It is one of those days where they (those two legged creatures) lie in my bed late into the morning. My name is Kiantrangopolisanti. Yeah, go ahead and try to pronounce it – please don’t. It bothers me when the beings try to say it. You may call me Kia. That is what my beings call me. I trained them on the shorter name so that they didn’t hurt my ears.
I have heard the one with the really short hair wonder what it is like to be me. Even the shortest of the group often says how she wants to be a cat. Hmph. They think it is so easy being me. It is a lot of work. Not like them just lying in my bed all morning. I work hard at training these beings and keeping them in line.
The littlest one is my favorite when I want to play. I think I have trained her better than all the rest. She knows what I like. On many afternoons, when she is not off at that place she takes food to every day, she treats me well. She selects items for me to wear. I love the hats and glasses best. More importantly, she does not make me walk. She has this wonderful bed on wheels; she calls it a stroller. She sets me in it and wraps me in a blanket and we walk. I don’t care where we go, it is so comfortable that I get in a good nap. She has these toys that I get for her to use, but she doesn’t do them all that often. The hardest part is trying to get her to play like a cat. We can start off tumbling with each other. However the first time I try to bite her or show her who is the winner she gets all upset. I used to play like this with my brothers and sisters and they never went crying to my mom. The big people yell at me for playing like this. They are too soft.
When it comes to playing, I look for the one with the long hair. She knows how to play. I have her trained to throw things. Yes, it is a lot of work to constantly run, get it, and bring it back, but it makes her happy. I find it really makes her happy when I run across the floor and slide at the last moment to get the ring. She laughs. While bumping my head into the wall all the time isn’t the greatest, I will suffer to make these beings happy. The things we must do for the animals we choose to have. She seems to have the most fun when I let her play with the light gadget. I have to jump all over the place to show her where the little red dot is on the wall and floors, but she seems to get the most joy out of this toy.
The short haired being is the calmest of the group. I can get him to play with me, but I go to him most when I just want to relax. He has a calmness about him that causes me to settle down. I really like to sit on top of the keys on this thing that has words. It is warm and it causes him to pet me and pick me up. It is fun to sit on the chair with him next to his legs. He is so warm and keeps me warm. Lately though, I have trained him on a new trick. I get on my big bed when he stands near it. I tap him gently, you have to be careful not to hurt these beings, and he bends over. I can jump up on his shoulders. I ride about there through the house until he passes the spot I want to take a nap. This so much better than walking.
I have trained my beings well. They serve my food twice a day and clean up my box. But life is still not easy with them. I still am training them to not bother me when I want to nap on the big table. Just when I get comfortable, one of them moves me (not the little one, she giggles). I also have to work hard at getting them to understand my wants when it is dark. For some reason, when the sun goes down, these beings think that is the time to sleep – what a waste. I try to rouse them out of bed, but they just wave their hands at me. I have to duck so they miss me.
I do have short hair trained to lift the blanket for me. I love to sleep underneath the blanket. I can crawl on the bed and tap him. His hand automatically lifts the blanket to let me take a short nap. While that works, it doesn’t work when I tap him to get up to play. He just pushes me away. I try everything to get them going, but these types of beings just don’t have the energy of us cats. I even tried walking on the thing that lets out music this morning. I planned it perfectly. I pushed the button and out came the music. His hand just slapped a different button and turned it off. The worst part is when they act like they are getting up. They get out of my bed and head for the door. I run ahead of them to show them where to go next and they shut the door. I must stop falling for this one.
The one good thing is that I send them out of the house almost every day. They need time to be with other beings. If it was not for those eight hours of peace and quiet, I am not sure how I would manage these beings. I can deal with the couple of days each week when they are home more than normal. However, every once in a while, they stay home for days at a time. IT IS EXHAUSTING.
Just the same, I am glad I have these beings. I really recommend every cat get at least one. I know that there are some dogs out there who own beings. I have not made my mind up about this one. I often look out the window and see the dogs exercising their beings. I worry that this could damage the beings so I will limit the amount of exercise I make mine do.
Oh well, the short haired being is up so I better wrap this up. I hope that this has provided some insight on the life of a cat. For all you cats sitting with your beings at their TV with words, take care of them. You never know how long you will have them.
Thank you for meandering with me.