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Silly Loki
Aug. 22nd, 2007 06:58 amPoor Loki is jealous. The little girl next door has a kitty inside her house for the next month. Her step-dad's friend got evicted for having a kitty against the rules so he and Spot are living there until he finds a new place.
Alexa says the cats have touched noses. Loki is acting out. He didn't come for meals yesterday and that's a problem because he's supposed to get an antihistamine twice a day and when he's eating canned food is the only time he's easy to pill.
This morning when my alarm went off, he was on the back fence yowling at the birds. He woke Eric up more than my alarm did. When I fed Chloe (the back yard cat) he jumped down and ran over for loving. I picked him up and we did our usual rubbing of faces against each other then he climbed up on my shoulder like he was going to jump down. I bent over to give him the lower and more stable platform of my back so his back claws wouldn't scratch me and the silly boy didn't get down! Instead he settled down and started massaging my lower back. I say massaging because he has no claws. If he'd had claws my lower back would be torn up.
I said, "What? You silly Loki! Oooh that feels good!" He finished after 30 seconds or so but didn't get off. I walked bent over into the garage with him still on my back and leaned against the dryer. He finally got onto the dryer so I could straighten up.
Silly Loki!
Alexa says the cats have touched noses. Loki is acting out. He didn't come for meals yesterday and that's a problem because he's supposed to get an antihistamine twice a day and when he's eating canned food is the only time he's easy to pill.
This morning when my alarm went off, he was on the back fence yowling at the birds. He woke Eric up more than my alarm did. When I fed Chloe (the back yard cat) he jumped down and ran over for loving. I picked him up and we did our usual rubbing of faces against each other then he climbed up on my shoulder like he was going to jump down. I bent over to give him the lower and more stable platform of my back so his back claws wouldn't scratch me and the silly boy didn't get down! Instead he settled down and started massaging my lower back. I say massaging because he has no claws. If he'd had claws my lower back would be torn up.
I said, "What? You silly Loki! Oooh that feels good!" He finished after 30 seconds or so but didn't get off. I walked bent over into the garage with him still on my back and leaned against the dryer. He finally got onto the dryer so I could straighten up.
Silly Loki!
