I came downstairs this morning to Cody wearing gym clothes and heavy leather work gloves. Addie was hiding in the corner and in the middle of the floor was an open cat carrier surrounded by tufts of orange hair. Wink was on the fireplace, back arched, emitting primal cat sounds. In a show of early morning teamwork we managed to shove the one eyed cat into the carrier for a day at the kitty spa.
Wink is a really grouchy cat unless he wants food or it’s between the hours of 12am and 8am. Then he is all lover, specifically towards Cody. Those two, they have a groovy kind of love. Wink lies on Cody all night, perhaps out of love, perhaps out of domination. Sometimes Cody wakes up to a furry thumbed paw on his face and on the mornings Cody has to leave early, Wink climbs on top of me.
May the powers that be have mercy with whoever is in charge of defurring and clipping Wink today. We’ve tried to groom him ourselves but it never ends well and for some reason the poor cat walks around with an atmosphere of fur surrounding him like Pigpen.
When your cat’s favorite pastime is chasing his own tumbleweeds and tufts of fur? You know spring has sprung and it’s time to attach Swiffers to the baby.
I fell asleep laughing last night at the things Cody does for our family. Leather gloves and cat wrangling aside, a professional attorney is going to walk into a vet office today, biceps bared, and hand over an angry one eyed cat with thumbs. Chances are he’ll say goodbye to him and call him buddy in his talk-to-Wink voice.
Man I lucked out.