We’ve had some heat lately. I don’t use the a/c because my place is built like a barn with high ceilings and an open loft, so fans and open windows to catch the breeze are a better idea. But when you are wearing a year-round fur coat, things can get a little warm.
So when the temps soar upwards Frankie and Freddie stay away from soft surfaces and choose glass and tile instead. One of their favorite spots is the glass top, “former” dining table next to the front balcony. I gave up using the table to eat on when F and F took it over years ago. I don’t mind, there are plenty of other places for me (and my human guests) to eat.
We live about five miles from the Pacific Ocean, so the air flows in through the sliding glass door and circulates out through the other windows and doors.
A couple of weeks ago I was looking for some items to put together for a still life composition. I didn’t have to look far. I looked up and there was Freddie resting in one of his favorite places… the top of the tall armoire in the living room where I keep my art supplies. He can often be found inside the cabinet too as he gets his paw around the lower door and opens it easily.
This is a great cat place to take a nap as it affords a sweeping view of the living and dining area. And he can keep an eye on me as I sit in the loft too! The best part is Frankie is not a good jumper so he can’t follow Freddie up there when he is chasing him.
Last week I took both Frankie and Freddie separately to the groomer to get their claws clipped. I bought this nice new carrier for Freddie but he refused to get in it. This is the medium size carrier but Freddie weighs 16 lbs (7.2 kg) so I admit it was a tad snug for him. I gave it a trial run before the day.
After forcing one leg in and then the other and then the first leg came out and then another leg in and then the tail and butt in and then another leg out and the tail out and the head in and the front legs out and the butt back in and then the tail and the back legs out and the front legs in…. and then the whole cat screeching across the floor… I gave up!
As soon as Freddie left the area, Frankie jumped in, curled up and took a snooze in there for the rest of the afternoon! One cat’s nightmare is another feline’s dream.
I had better luck with the older carrier. Although it’s the same length it’s a couple of inches higher so I had an easier time stuffing Freddie in it!
Usually Freddie is my Gentle Giant and makes no fuss over anything. Frankie is the more aggressive, less cooperative cat. But the roles were reversed. I was able to transport Frankie to the groomer without a peep out of him. Freddie howled the entire journey to the groomer and all the way home. He would not speak to me for the rest of the day!
Cats are contrary animals to say the least!