I’m a week and a half in, and it has been a summer of oddities so far. I’m leaving for Nebraska today, and I wonder if the strangeness will continue. So far, I’ve witnessed…
…ants that have been eating Terro ant poison for ten days.
…Max finally catching a fly
…and eating it.
And the most amazing of all: bread with an expiration date of May 7 with absolutely no mold on it whatsoever. The package says Wonder Bread. It should say Miraculous Bread. I wonder what it will look like when I come back from Nebraska? Still no mold? That would be AWESOME! I would try a bite.
What astounding amazements await me in Nebraska? I can hardly wait!
UPDATE: My flight today was canceled. Delta didn’t say why. I leave for Nebraska tomorrow instead. Amazing.
Max has changed the way he asks for food. He used to meow a lot and rub up against my legs. I don’t know what brought on the change, but now all he does is sit and stare… sit and stare…
Ha! Max is trying to hypnotize me into giving him more food. It doesn’t work. I don’t want him to be unhealthy. If it were up to him, he’d eat every time he went into the kitchen. And it wouldn’t be a nibble. He always eats like his last meal was two days ago. Poor Max. He has no self-regulation in regard to food.
He may be able to stare, but Max doesn’t do The Slow Blink. Every cat I’ve had extended contact with was able to learn that slow blinking is a way of smiling at me. Max doesn’t do it. I’m a little puzzled. I’ll continue to work with him. He’s only two and a half. Maybe the skill will come with age, just like The Stare has.
Max will frequently be sitting in the downstairs window ledge, then suddenly jump down and run like a madman to the windows in the living room. He is almost always running to look at one of the two cats that frequent my yard. There’s Black-And-White Cat, and Orange Cat. My neighbor feeds them both and thinks Black-And-White Cat has an owner, because it’s well fed and kind of tame. Orange Cat, on the other hand, seems to be an owner-less, wild cat.
The two outside cats have been around for more than a year now, and I haven’t seen a single rat in my yard since their appearance. Come to think of it, I haven’t seen any rabbits either. Yay, outside cats!
Anyway, back to Max. Yesterday he made a mad dash for the living room window, then stayed there for a long, long time. His tail was swishing like crazy and he scratched at the window every once in a while. I finally got up to see what he was looking at.
Ha! Orange Cat was right up against the window. He sat for a while, then lay down for a while. He drove Max crazy. It was funny.
There’s a big box in the kitchen right now. Max LOVES it. He normally wants to be in whatever room I’m in, but because of the box, he’ll spend chunks of time in the kitchen – away from me – so he can sit in the box. He does like to play in it. If I drag my finger along the outside edge, he’ll bat at it with his paws. He also likes to jump on top of it. So far he hasn’t collapsed it. But his favorite thing by far is just to sit inside.
I should remember this for his next birthday: get Max a box.
We now take a break for a picture of Max wearing glasses.
