I’m having an anxious day so far. I got up way too early again. It was my fault this time. I got out my carryon suitcase to pack last night, and my cat immediately climbed in. Apparently she’s decided that this time, she’s coming with me. Eventually, I had to move her so I could pack. She wasn’t happy about it, and got her revenge at 4:27 AM. She’s probably on a different schedule now, because of my feeding her so early yesterday. I took my time getting up to feed her. I stripped my bed, then fed her. She acted like she was starving, even though there is food in her bowl. She eats directly in the middle of the bowl, leaving food around the edges of the bowl, then acts like it’s empty. It’s adorable.
As much as I hate being awakened too early, she always makes me laugh. The longer I have her, the better we are at understanding each other. It’s hard to believe she was timid when I first got her. I set out water bowls in strategic places, (where I’m not likely to trip). She walks around the apartment and inspects each water bowl, then climbs on the bathroom counter for me to turn the water on. I can’t blame her for wanting it as fresh as possible, but when I got her a fountain, she used it to store her toys. I have no idea what that meant, so I don’t bother with it now. I leave the faucet on a trickle when I go out of town, and when I return, all her bowls of water are much lower than when I left. It’s not long enough for it to have evaporated, so I figure she’s just weird.
At least she doesn’t stay in front of the door for most of the time I’m gone anymore. There would be a fur nest making it obvious she spent a lot of time there. I hope not calling for me. My neighbors haven’t said anything, so probably not. Even if I could take her with me, I wouldn’t. I’ll be busy shopping for furniture. I always get nervous before travelling by myself. Then I go, and it’s fine, and I wonder what I was so uptight about. I’m going swimming since it’s 80° F already. That should distract me.