Two Months with Kitten

After examining a recent video I sent her of the kitten, my mother asked, “Is he getting really big?” I don’t think so, I told her. He’s just a baby.

But I dutifully got on the scale, got on the scale with him, and then did the math. (Actually, I tried for about ten minutes to get him to stand on my kitchen scale, which he refused to do with more than two paws at a time.)

When we first got him, he was somewhere around four pounds. Now he is EIGHT AND A HALF POUNDS. 

He’s still just a baby though. 

We’ve had the kitten for two whole months now. I think it’s safe to say that he’s completely changed our lives. For the better, I hasten to add. Of all the life choices I’ve ever made, getting him is right up there near the top. 

Names

The first thing you should know, is that I lost the naming battle. We call him the name my daughter gave him, Leo; Lenny is a blog-only name. Oh well. There’s always next time. (Although now I have a desire to name a kitten Lionel, so we’ll see.) (We have no current plans to get a second cat. Desire, yes. Plans, no.)

We hardly call Leo by his given name, though. We all refer to him as Cat, or The Kitten. I have a variety of nicknames I use for him, namely Buddy or Baby Cat or Floofy McGee or Cutie Patootie or Blinky Baby. 

This is how he looks after a nap, and the reason we call him Blinky.

Likes

At this stage in his young life, the kitten has many preferences. His favorites, in no particular order are:

  • Playing
  • Looking out the window
  • Scratching things, especially things he should not be scratching, but also, fortunately, things we bought specifically for him to scratch
  • Colorful plastic springs that of course get lost SUPER easily under chairs and couches and the stove and doors (I now understand why they come in a pack of 60)
  • His people
  • Shoes
  • Water dripping from the faucet (to bat and bite)
Why yes, the mirror is filthy because after “catching” drips, Leo flings them around the bathroom
  • Lying in front of the open freezer door
So coooooolllll
  • Filtered water (to drink)
  • Our robot vacuum (although I suppose instead of liking Rocky, the kitten could possibly harbor a deep and suspicious hatred for it???)
Rocky is not a toy, Leo
  • Being blow dried
  • Boxes
  • Back-foot rubs
  • Paper bags
  • Paper in general
  • Jaw scritches
  • Top-of-head scritches
  • Tummy scritches
  • Cat grass
Excellent camouflage
  • The plastic slipcovers we bought for our chenille armchairs
  • Chasing his springs into the chenille armchairs so he can jostle the plastic slipcovers
  • “Hiding” under the plastic slipcovers we bought for our chenille armchairs
  • Climbing onto the chenille armchairs beneath the plastic slipcovers
  • Concealing himself underneath the coffee table or couch, or behind doors or walls, and leaping out at whomever walks past him in an attempt at ferocity (he does not use his claws or teeth when he attacks, which I find so endearing)

Dislikes

The kitten is an extremely agreeable fellow. The parent of Carla’s friend, on first meeting the kitten, said, “He’s really pliable, isn’t he?” I think he was looking for the word “compliant,” but “pliable” is accurate too; the kitten is very floppy and amenable to existing in all sorts of strange and uncomfortable looking positions.

He does, however, have a few dislikes.

“Please don’t bathe me, I promise I’ll be good.”
  • Baths
  • Being held when he wants to PLAY
  • Postponing a meal by any amount of time AT ALL
I was washing berries when I SHOULD have been getting his lunch what was I THINKING?????
  • Staying inside when his people are going outside
  • Car rides
  • Being excluded from any activity

Contributions to Smooth Running of the Household

The kitten has undertaken several jobs and has committed to doing his work as effectively and adorably as possible. In many cases, he has been promoted to manager and takes his supervisory duties very seriously. On any given day, you might find him:

  • Supervising the robot vacuum
  • Overseeing the cleaning of the litter box
  • Investigating anything that takes place on the kitchen island
  • Ensuring the safety of his humans by accompanying them at all times
  • Scrutinizing all shoes that enter our household, even while still on a visitor’s feet
  • Examining the interior of any rooms or cupboards usually unavailable to him
  • Disposing of flies
  • Testing his humans’ Emergency Response System by performing daredevil acts on the second floor balcony
  • Reminding whichever human happens to be in the kitchen at meal time what their primary purpose is (he does this first by sitting patiently near the human’s feet, then by rubbing the length of his body against the human’s ankles, and finally, if the human still isn’t getting it and requires disciplinary action, by stretching his front paws up as high as he can reach on the human’s leg and gently biting the human’s knee)
“I am sitting here very calmly and patiently but that does not mean you should take your sweet time getting my dinner.”
  • Keeping a close eye on the housecleaner and performing spot inspections of her tools
  • Monitoring the loading and unloading of the dishwasher
  • Administering the assembly and installation of new furniture
  • Inspecting the laundry
  • Assessing the sinks

Allergenicity 

So far, I am not allergic to the kitten. I mean, if I pet him and immediately rub my eye and get cat hair in my eye, my eye will get itchy and red. But that’s IT. I am so incredibly grateful for this. After yearning to have a cat for decades, I finally have one and it feels like a miracle.

Toys

When you are a kitten, everything is a toy. A current favorite is the unlucky wool dryer ball that dropped out of a pile of clothing and into the kitten’s line of sight. 

The dryer ball is not supposed to look like this.

State of Purr

When the kitten first joined our household, he purred near constantly. I wonder if some of the purring was born of anxiety from being extracted from his family of origin and deposited in a new house with strangers. He no longer feels the need to purr at all times. But he still has a roaring, appreciative, sometimes intense-to-the-point-of-chirping, purr that he deploys frequently when:

  • we return home from being anywhere, including the backyard where he can see us at all times
  • someone begins to prepare his food
  • it’s cuddle time (not to be confused with play time, during which he will submit to being held but will decline to purr)
Post-breakfast, post-playtime snuggles

Daily Routine

We are slowly developing a routine of sorts. One that will get thrown into disarray, I’m sure, when Carla returns to school. 

  • 6:30: Breakfast with Mom.
  • 6:45: Help Mom clean the litter box. Sometimes he will interrupt his own breakfast to ensure that Mom is doing the job appropriately.
  • 7:00: PLAY.
  • 7:10: Wait a second, that’s not enough playing! MORE PLAYING.
  • 7:30: Help Mom wake up Carla, which involves intense purring and then falling asleep in Carla’s bed. 
  • 7:45-11:30: Combination of sleeping or playing, based on some internal schedule his humans don’t fully understand. Join Mom in her office where she pays way too much attention to that clicky rectangle.
  • 11:30: Eat lunch! 
  • 11:45: PLAY!!!!!!
  • 12:00: Seriously, that’s not enough play time.
  • 12:30: Cuddle with Mom, which involves thunderous purring and falling asleep.
  • 1:00-6:30: Mainly sleeping, with some occasional interludes of play. 
Worn out, but not by too much screen time.
  • 6:30: It is DINNER TIME, PEOPLE. Get it together. 
  • 7:00: PLAY!!!!!! and/or entertain the humans with his antics if they are sitting down to dinner at this time.
  • 8:30: Accompany adult humans to Carla’s room, take up spot of honor between the pillows, and commence full-body purring.
The pillows are pink, and he lies on his back between them just like this and purrs until he falls asleep.
  • 9:00-3:00: Sleep in a cinnamon roll shape on Carla’s bed. 
  • 3:00: Awaken to Mom removing him from Carla’s room and closing her door so he can’t see her probably ever again. Despite the disturbance, initiate appreciative purrs for encountering a human at this time of night.
  • 3:03-5:00: More sleeping. 
  • 5:00-6:30: TIME TO EXPLORE AND PLAY!!!!

Evidence of Brilliance

The kitten:

  • Plays air hockey
  • Plays fetch
  • Communicates his needs (his water spilled, a plant tipped over, his spiral got stuck under the oven, he wants to play with the wand toy but it’s on top of the bookcase) via a combination of meowing, sitting, and leading his humans to whatever needs their attention 
You’ll find at least two spirals under the stove at all times.
  • Sits on command
  • Comes when called

Regularly Uttered Phrases

The kitten isn’t, so far, a big talker. But we talk to him (and about him) a lot. 

“Why are you so pretty?!”

“Where’s the cat?”

“Oh, hi, cat!”

“Where’s your spiral, Buddy?”

“He’s just a baby!”

“Leo, in this house, we don’t [climb on counters] [scratch the carpet] [climb on tables] [climb on desks].” 

“Are you the cutest cat ever?”

“Whatcha doing, Buddy?”

“Excuse me! Are you supposed to be doing that?!”

“Who’s the best kitten?”

“Such a seepy eepy weepy baby!”

“Yes, you are so fierce. The fiercest babycat I’ve ever seen.”

“What is the cat doing?”

“Biiiiiig stretch!!!”

“Biiiiiig yawn!!!”

“Leave Rocky alone, Leo.”

“Where’s my purr?”

“There’s my purr cat!”

“Are you so happy???”

“Good job, Buddy!”

“You’re so perfect.”

“We need a kitten for our kitten.”

2022 Round-Up-a-Rama

It’s time for my annual year-end recap! 

(If you’re so inclined, you can read past versions of my responses: 2021, 2020, 2019, 2018, 2017, 
2016, 2015, 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011, 2010, 2009. This yearly recap originated with Linda of All & Sundry.)

I feel such tenderness for Last Year Me, who was feeling “down, down, down” at the end of last year. This year, I feel the exact opposite. I feel fulfilled in so many ways, so happy, so content. So full of plans and hope for the year ahead. It’s the end of a week at home with my two favorite people, and three days of our joint holiday to go. Christmas is still up, and – while I’m itching to dismantle it – it doesn’t feel oppressive just yet. I’ve been contemplating 2023 plans, but just in an idle, cheerful way. Things are good. I feel so grateful. It’s such a difference from the past couple of years, where I was mainly exhausted and stressed fearful about what new devastation lay in store. I do not take this period of calm and contentedness for granted. Instead, I am soaking it up, reveling in it, all too aware of how swiftly life can change.

Let’s take a look back at 2022. 

One change to note: In years past, I left in the original questions even if I ignored them. This year, I am deleting them entirely. Buh-bye, old irrelevant-to-my-life questions I do not want to answer. 

  • What did you do in 2022 that you’d never done before?
    • Began querying agents.
    • Took an online writing class (about querying). 
    • Went on a family road trip across the United States.
    • Posted every day in November for NaBloPoMo! 
    • Tried acupuncture.
  • Did you keep your New Year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?

As is my newish tradition, I made some gentle aspirations for the year. Out of 22 things I hoped to accomplish, I completed half. Well, there’s always next year! 

  • How old were you on your birthday and what did you do? I turned 41 in February, ordered my own cake (which turned out to be a disappointment), and spent a lovely evening with my husband and daughter. I am sure it involved Mexican takeout and books, because those are two of my favorite things.

  • Where did you travel this year?

My husband and daughter and I made two trips this year, but we visited many states! Illinois, Iowa, Minnesota, Montana, Nebraska, Ohio, South Dakota, Wisconsin, and Wyoming.

  • What would you like to have in 2023 that you lacked in 2022?

Re-upping one of my major wishes from last year: I would like to have an agent in 2023. This is part luck and part grit, and I need to supply the grit. 

  • What dates from 2022 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?

I absolutely loved our road trip in June of 2022. It was so fabulous. Two weeks in the car with my husband and daughter, and we had fun and saw parts of the country we’d never seen and listened to audiobooks and good music and just generally had a fabulous time.

  • What was your biggest achievement of the year?

Beginning the querying process.

  • What was your biggest failure?

Not finishing either of the new manuscripts I started! I need to work on follow through in 2023!

  • Did you suffer illness or injury?

My husband and I both got Covid during the tail end of our road trip. Womp womp. 

  • What was the best thing you bought?

My new laptop! I kept insisting to my husband that I didn’t need a new one; my old laptop worked perfectly fine. But it really didn’t work perfectly fine and it was slow and the keys were sticky and the lack of memory was a real bother. I am very glad he pushed me to get a new one.

  • What did you get really, really, really excited about?

Our road trip! My parents moving here! 

  • What song(s) will always remind you of 2022?

(Most of these are from our road trip – we listened to a bunch of songs on repeat in the car.)

I Love U by the Chainsmokers

Ojitos Lindos by Bad Bunny (feat. Bomba Estereo)

As It Was by Harry Styles

Ghost by Justin Bieber

The Turning Red soundtrack

The Winnie the Pooh soundtrack

I Hate Myself for Loving You by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts

Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana

Don’t Stop (Thinking About Tomorrow) by Fleetwood Mac

Fade Into You by Mazzy Star

Running Up That Hill by Kate Bush

  • What do you wish you’d done more of?

Writing (evergreen item). Exercising. Eating vegetables. Spending time outdoors. Date nights. Game nights. Agent queries.

  • What do you wish you’d done less of?

Mindless scrolling on my phone. Feeling sorry for myself about my feet. Dwelling in a pit of self-abnegation.

  • How did you spend Christmas?

Christmas was just me, my husband, and my daughter this year. But it was perfect. We slept in until 7:30 and then opened wonderful, thoughtful presents from our family. We made cotton candy. We FaceTimed with parents and siblings. We had Monopoly spread out on the kitchen table and a puzzle half completed on the dining room table, so we ate delicious, delicious steak and mashed potatoes and Caesar salad on our laps in front of the TV. Fabulous and cozy and wonderful.

  • What was your favorite (new) TV program?

I did a lot more reading than TV-watching in 2022, which I’m not mad about. My husband and I did watch some TV, though! We really enjoyed the second season of The White Lotus and the most recent season of Stranger Things. We loved Severance – such a creepy, interesting mashup of horror and sci-fi. Bad Sisters was fantastic, riveting television – I can’t believe I haven’t read more about it! We loved Yellowjackets and can’t wait for the next season. We also enjoyed House of the Dragon, despite how horribly violent it is; what can I say, I am a sucker for dragons. I don’t know if I can say that I “loved” The Bear but it was certainly impossible not to watch. Archive 81 was really good until the very ending. We recently started Jack Ryan and are enjoying that so far, too.

By myself, I watched the latest season of Never Have I Ever and continue to absolutely adore that show. I am also re-watching Seinfeld and Schitt’s Creek and still love them both.

With Carla, we started watching Junior Bake Off and Snack vs. Chef, which are fun and light and low-stakes. 

To jog my memory, I looked at a bunch of Best Of TV lists, and wow there is so much fabulous TV available that I haven’t watched! 

  • What was the best book you read?

I read 86 books this year, mostly thrillers, and there were so many fabulous books. I think Station Eleven gets top billing for me, though. It was so well-written and so different and so perfectly paced. I just loved it. (I posted all of my top books of 2022 on the book blog.)

  • What was your favorite film of this year?

As usual, I cannot remember watching any movies this year… I know I was interested in watching the newest Top Gun movie, even though Tom Cruise skeeves me out. But my husband had no interest so I didn’t. He and I planned to watch the Knives Out sequel over the break, but haven’t done that yet. Oh! I watched Spirited, a Christmas Carolian movie starring Will Ferrell and Ryan Reynolds and I really enjoyed it despite being very weary of Christmas Carol stories and also really disliking musicals. Carla and I watched Turning Red about a million times, and that was okay. Did we watch anything else? 
Anything at all? I have this very strong memory of being in a movie theatre, but cannot for the life of me recall what we saw. Oh well. 

Oh right! We went to see the latest iteration of the Jurassic World movies, as a birthday surprise for Carla! It was… okay. 

Edited to add: Carla and my husband and I stayed up to watch the ball drop, and while we were waiting we watched two movies. The first was Glass Onion with a star-studded cast. It had some adult themes, that hopefully mostly went over Carla’s head. It was fun and funny and frothy and light (despite being murder-y). Then Carla and I watched the new Matilda musical, which was fabulous. The lead actor was amazing as Matilda, and the casting for Agatha Trunchbull and Jenny Honey was superb. The novel was a favorite of mine when I was a kid and lives large in my head to this day, and the actors chosen to portray these fabulous characters did a wonderful job.

  • What did you want and get?

We got to go on our family ski trip in March, which was fabulous.

We got to travel to celebrate my parents’ fiftieth wedding anniversary and see my brother and sister-in-law. 

My parents are going to move to my state!! I am so excited that it is finally happening in 2023! 

My ceiling is now repaired! (And the repair person is now out of my house, which was an added bonus.)

  • What did you want and not get?

An agent. A solution to my plantar fasciitis. To visit my childhood home, which I got in a literal sense but not in an emotional sense.

  • What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?

Finishing my second manuscript and getting an agent. Pain-free feet. That’s three things, but I’m leaving it.

  • How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2022?

I am all about the soft pants, as I have been for the past several years. But I did wear more hard pants than I have since 2019. I think my concept was “feel cute but dress the body I have.” It worked for the most part, although I would really like a pair of jeans whose waistline doesn’t sag throughout the day.

  • What kept you sane?

Same as last year: My husband. My terrible, wonderful, unputdownable phone. Books and audiobooks. Carbs. Wine. Reading your blog posts. Long walks. Takeout. Writing here.

  • Who did you miss?

We had such a wonderful family-centric year this year. I felt closer to my family of origin than I have in… decades, maybe? I got to see my parents FOUR TIMES this year, which is unheard of. And I saw my brother and sister-in-law TWICE! Before this year, I hadn’t seen them since 2018! My in-laws visited multiple times, and for reasons of fun rather than reasons of medical treatment which removed a level of worry and stress from their visits. We will continue to see at least my mother-in-law once a quarter. We got to see my sister-in-law and niece twice, which was fabulous. I got to see my childhood best friend for the first time in… five years? Six? So I am delighted and grateful to say that I didn’t do a lot of missing this year. I do, of course, miss the friend I lost in 2019; I will always miss her. I am also missing a friendship that has taken on a new, more distant quality in the past few months.  

  • Who was the best new person you met?

While I didn’t meet anyone new in person (that I can recall, at least), I have met so many wonderful blog friends this year! I wanted to list you all, but it’s funny: I cannot recall how long we’ve known each other. Did we really just meet this year? Or have we been friends all along?

  • Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2022.

Connection, even for (especially for?) an introvert, is so valuable. Sometimes it can be stressful. But it is mood boosting and life sustaining and supportive and necessary. I was so, so fortunate this year to see friends and family more than I had in years. I was so grateful for the connections I built with you, through this blogging community. I was so incredibly lucky to spend so much time alone with my wonderful little family, together and individually. Because I enjoy my solitude, and because I am so socially awkward and anxious, too much togetherness makes me retreat into myself. But there is balance to be had, and the memories and affirmation and intimacy and personal uplift that come from making time for one another – online and in person – are worth the small downsides. I am all too aware just how precious life is, just how fleeting our time together on this planet. I want to remember how simple and gratifying it can be to make the effort to connect.

  • Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.

“I love you.” – The Chainsmokers 

Happy New Year, dear ones! I adore you and hope 2023 has great things in store for each of us.

The Bit

It must have started a year or two ago.

My husband asked if I could get him a glass plastic cup of water, and I did. I handed it to him and he looked at it, and then up at me, and then back at the cup, and said, “Seriously?”

To him, I hadn’t filled it enough. At the time, I was exasperated. Seriously, him. I had gotten him water, and so what if I hadn’t filled it exactly to his specifications? 

But I do try to listen and improve, even if I think he is being ridiculous overly specific. So the next time I got him a cup of water I filled it more. I remember being conscious of filling it more, because I wanted to be a good listener. I swear on cheesy nachos that I only meant to please him, I wasn’t trying to be snarky or passive aggressive. And yet, when I handed him the cup, he said, “Seriously?” and the issue this time was that I had filled it too full!

Again: exasperation.

This is not about my apparent ineptitude when it comes to filling cups, nor is it about my husband’s apparently very narrow definition of a full cup. It is about the bit that has resulted from it. 

Now, if my husband gets ME water (in a glass), he fills it to the absolute tippety top. 

The other night right before I went to bed, he got out the Brita to fill his coffee maker. I had a glass on the counter that was maybe a quarter full and I asked if he could fill it (otherwise, I would have to wait until he filled his coffee maker, refilled the Brita, and the Brita did its slow water filtering job before I could fill my glass). He poured a little bit into the glass, making it – to my eyes – about three-quarters full. 

“Could you please put a little bit more in than that?” I asked him, and then turned away to finish filling the dishwasher. (This is why I was asking him to get me water; I was otherwise occupied.) 

When I was done with the dishes, I went over to the end of the counter to grab my glass and go up to bed. And I noticed that he had filled it all the way up to the top – so full that the glass looked empty. 

It just cracked me up. I could not stop laughing. I don’t know if I am properly conveying just how full the glass was, but I clearly could not move it without spilling it all over the counter or anything. It was the kind of full your middle school science teacher used to demonstrate the power of surface tension. I had to sip carefully from the edge like I was a dog or a nine-year-old proving that all your years of careful etiquette teaching have been for naught. The whole thing made me howl with laughter until tears were leaking out of my eyes. 

“I could have probably filled it even fuller,” he said. “Next time.”

I don’t know why it tickles me so much, this stupid little bit that he does now. It’s just one of those completely ordinary things that you do almost every day, usually without thinking, and now it will always be funny. The glass will either be too empty or too full and it completely cracks me up. 

Do you have any stupid bits with friends/family?