Mindset: Patiently and awkwardly ask for breakfast

Cobalt is such an interesting cat. My husband does the morning feeds and forgot to feed him this morning. 

Now see Rigby was the type of cat to sound the alarm up to an hour before the actual alarm went off. You know, like a normal cat who thinks breakfast not being available an hour early means breakfast is late.

Cobalt? He politely waited till I’d woken up. Then went into love dove smooze mode. He sat on the floor staring at me for a while. I asked him if he wanted to go outside. “Outside” always cues him to go to the back door. Instead, he proceeded to walk to his tunnel toy and start licking it. That’s when I knew “tunnel lick = hungry.”

Sure enough, food bowl was empty. (Not too unusual but usually he leaves a bit of food behind for a mid morning snack.) 

“You hungry?” Ears immediately perked up.

Mindset: Cobalt does a love dove meow

Cobalt was in his boxy on the balcony. He was in love dove mode, purring up a storm. I leaned over to kiss the top of his head and he gave me a deep lovey meow right as I planted the kiss atop his head. It was so cute and sweet. 

Mindset: Cobalt kitty crazies

Was chasing Cobalt and he ran out onto the patio. As I came around through the back door, he was standing by his boxy, looking towards me with crazy eyes. He trilled and turned to hop into the box, but miscatulated the distance and sort of... fell into the box flap, embarrassing himself!

I grabbed his peacock feather and started waving it around the box for him. He was energetically batting at it and grabbing it with his mouth. He pulled it from my hand and I went to smush his little leggy butt (I can't resist; it's so cute.) He went to nom on my hand, but the peacock feather came along with. With a wide open mouth, the feather was held perfectly horizontal (like a bone) in between his mouth... and my hand! 

Mindset: Rigby friend

I let Rigby on the balcony tonight. I go to the bathroom and I’m sitting there peeing when I hear a small child squealing in the distance. “Odd. Why’s a small child out at midnight?” I then realize that that small child is mine. And it’s not a child at all. It’s Rigby. Meowing his head off at the top of his lungs. I quickly try to finish peeing and rush out there as quickly as I could. All that to tell me he made a new friend who was under the balcony staring up at us from them barkdust when I realize the poor cat was probably just trying to pee too. Until my cat started singing the song of his people, interrupting both of ours bathroom break.

Mindset: Rigby loves his grassy

Omgosh soo Rigby goes nuts for grass. I grew some from seed for him, and this morning I held it just around the corner and called him. Soon as he saw it his eyes went wide and he came running to me.

This evening, I’m doing some cleaning and hauling things around. Rigby comes running towards me, pupils all dilated as he walks under my feet meowing at me like I’m a god for bringing him his favorite grassy. 

It was a waste paper basket that had a green bag in it… dis nerd thought it was grass 😂

Rigby does a meow yawn & toy scratch

Was sitting on the couch next to Rigby and I looked over at him, talking sweet talks at him. He turns towards me does a meow yawn. 

Shortly after that, I tossed him a mousey toy. He knocked the toy to the floor, jumped off the couch, picked up the toy, and walked over to the floor scratcher and started scratching with the toy still in his mouth!

It was stupidly cute!

Cobalt did a bed fall

 I did a very poor job helping my cat get his claw unstuck just now. And while I felt bad for him, I can't stop laughing at the same time.

He was trying to open his kitty cube. It's a cat bed that is cube shaped and the cat can either lay inside it like a cave or it can be pushed down and the cat can lay on top.

It was collapsed and he's usually very good about popping it back open on his own so he can lay inside it. (I discovered he had this talent when I left to a collapsed cube one day, and came home to find it on the other side of the room, open, with him inside.)

Well this time, he thought it was too much trouble, so gave up... but his claw got stuck inside the bed. And he's dragging the bed along with him at the end of my bed.

I reached over and grabbed his paw so I could pull it forward and then out to get it unstuck. Except it was really, really stuck.

So I pulled him closer to me. Which made him naturally want to pull away from me. So we're having a tug of war over who gets his arm.

I realize I'm not gonna win this one...

So I let go.

And he falls backwards off the bed.

Opps...

But I'm laughing and trying to offer him my sympathy and all I can say is "Well, at least you got your claw unstuck." To which he jumps back up onto the bed and meows in my face like "how dare you!"

Anyone else have stuff like this happen with their pets?