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Every morning Sheba joins me at the dinning room table while I'm having my wake-up coffee. Sometimes she helps me read the paper, or work a word puzzle, but mostly she just looks out the window & watches the birds or the squirrels. It's a pretty good way to start the day IMO.
A lot of my quality time with Angel happens when I'm in the bathroom. She 'owns it', and chaperones everyone who goes in there. She charges a chin rub & an ear scratch to use the facilities, and it's a 'pay as you go' operation.
This is the look I get when she wants her bathroom fee paid.
Everyday, when I wake up, my first order of business is to spend time with my cats.
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, so I start there. If they're really feeling it, they'll lie down and stretch out—the ultimate sign of trust.
Then I go for the ears. You can tell that you're getting close to their sweet spot because they'll start to purr. Once you get them going, they'll roll onto their backs and give you access to their stomachs! It's like a full-body massage!
Nimbus and I have a game that we play. I don't know that just any cat would be a good candidate for this, some would get carried away and hurt you. But it works for us.
The game is that he tries to stage a mock attack on me. He doesn't use his teeth or claws, he just jumps at my leg, grabs me with his paws in a "hug" kind of tackle, then bounces off and struts away like, "HA! I could have killed you just now. I am a mighty hunter."
But the catch is, he can't do it if I'm looking at him. So if I sense that he is trying to get me, I turn around at the last second and he's got to abort his attempt and play it cool like he wasn't doing anything.
Sometimes we have a lead up ambush. I'll peek around a wall, and then hide, then look (and he's moved closer) then hide...until that last dash, and again, if I catch him at it, he's got to turn away last second and act like no, I was just casually running around this corner for no reason. Wasn't gonna get ya. Not me! Sometimes he'll hide in the bathtub and come bounding out from behind the shower curtain at me.
I also keep one of his toys in the container of catnip at all times. When I take one out, I put another one in. So I can have a toy that is saturated with catnip smell at any time to give to him.
Playtime is the highlight of Tippi and Iggy's day. When it's time, usually after dinner, I ask Tippi if she wants to play (she knows the word!!). She responds with a soft "meow" and leads me to her play area with Iggy not far behind. Tippi's favorite toy is a cloth mouse with its tail tied with a shoelace to the end of a broken fishing rod (yay for recycling), and Iggy likes to wrestle with a bigger teaser mouse. Sometimes I break out two tied socks with catnip inside for extra fun. I know playtime is over when Tippi and Iggy sit on their mice and won't let me pull them free. At the end they each get some treats to simulate eating after a successful hunt.
Other than that, my furkids like to follow me around the house and see what I'm up to. Tippi likes to get up close whereas Iggy will keep his distance, but still likes to be in the room with his family.
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