Anyway, I do have a Whiskers On Wednesday post for you, just in case you wanted one (or not). After meeting Oribel at the shelter (while we were waiting for our paperwork to be approved over the weekend), we picked up a few "things" we needed. Things like litter, food, a couple of toys (she was a baby after all), a bed; you know, "cat stuff." Well, she has used all, and loved most, of her stuff except the cat bed. She looked at it, gave it a sniff, and went off to look at something else. She actually did sit in for one brief moment when placed in it, but that didn't last very long. For the most part it has been ignored completely (which is really weird in a way, considering how much attention everything else in the house gets). Well, she did have her hand-knitted spot after all, so why would she need a purchased cat bed?
As I have said before, everything belongs to Miss Oribel, including things that used to belong to someone else before she came to live here. Sadie has a pillow to sleep on near my desk, but it is often occupied by a certain cat, watching her favorite show, "What is going on in my yard outside the door."
For the last month or so she spends a few hours of her afternoons napping on one of the dog beds in our room. (Well, it isn't uncommon for her to start on one and move to the other as the sun shifts across the room.)
I keep telling her she is going to smell like a basset, but she really doesn't seem to care.
Oddly enough, one day not too long ago, she took a great interest in her own cat bed. Apparently we had it in the wrong orientation all along. How were we supposed to know that what we thought was up was really supposed to be down?
Fortunately she is willing to share with anyone that wants too. She isn't really too picky about that part.
I suppose that some of you may be wondering why I don't do Dogs On Thursday, considering we do have two dogs around here. Well, as it happens, for the most part, they don't do nearly enough to make for interesting blogging on a regular basis. They are great dogs and we love them a lot, but they are old bassets and spend a lot of their life sleeping, or moving from one sleeping spot to another. Just not very interesting blog fodder on a regular basis.