Lately, my kitty and I have been butting heads. Mostly, I think it's a clash of personalities, but it may partially be that he gets to sleep and recharge all day while I stress and work all day. When I come home, I want to relax. When he sees me come home, he wants to play and spend time.
I come home, we have a big cuddle-fest while he greets me and makes up for my absence all day then I feed him and eat myself. After that, I'm ready to sit down and play PC or watch a DVD or chat on MSN or whatever...Kody wants to play. More. It's really rather exhausting. And when I don't respond or play with him, he mewls and meows until I pay attention to him. This is where we clash.
Two nights ago, I ended up chasing him around the house, not to play but to reprimand. Kody thought it was a game, though. Until I caught him and sat in the washroom with him with the door closed. Kody hates the washroom. After I let him go, he hid and pouted until bed time. And I stay angry at him until I come home from work the next day.
But, really, who could stay mad at this face? After a bit, he either plays by himself or loses interest and goes to sit by a window or sleeps in his bed under the television. Which lets me do my thing in peace and quiet.
Last night, he started his little "Pay attention to me more!" session early so I jaunted over to PetSmart and got him some more toys. He really liked the catnip pouch - I have to limit his use of that.
My only other qualm is that he insists on playing with his toys in the basement. Besides it being cool down there, I wish he wouldn't because of all the cobwebs and insects and general "ick" factor.
I come home, we have a big cuddle-fest while he greets me and makes up for my absence all day then I feed him and eat myself. After that, I'm ready to sit down and play PC or watch a DVD or chat on MSN or whatever...Kody wants to play. More. It's really rather exhausting. And when I don't respond or play with him, he mewls and meows until I pay attention to him. This is where we clash.
Two nights ago, I ended up chasing him around the house, not to play but to reprimand. Kody thought it was a game, though. Until I caught him and sat in the washroom with him with the door closed. Kody hates the washroom. After I let him go, he hid and pouted until bed time. And I stay angry at him until I come home from work the next day.
But, really, who could stay mad at this face? After a bit, he either plays by himself or loses interest and goes to sit by a window or sleeps in his bed under the television. Which lets me do my thing in peace and quiet.
Last night, he started his little "Pay attention to me more!" session early so I jaunted over to PetSmart and got him some more toys. He really liked the catnip pouch - I have to limit his use of that.
My only other qualm is that he insists on playing with his toys in the basement. Besides it being cool down there, I wish he wouldn't because of all the cobwebs and insects and general "ick" factor.
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