My eldest cat Allie does not want me to write a blog post for you this morning. I mean I guess it is fine given that I did’t have an awful lot to talk about anyways. I’ve been in this weird gaming slump that I have been in many times before… of not really being super excited about anything I happen to be playing right now. I’m largely splitting time this week between Destiny 2 and dinking around on the Void Elf Hunter in World of Warcraft. Neither of which are things I am terribly excited to be talking about. Tonight however I hope to be playing State of Decay 2 on the Xbox One and may or may not have things to say about it come Monday.
As for the cat impeding my progress… this morning for some reason she has kept crawling up into my arms any time I paused for even a moment. She does this occasionally where she just wants constant attention and I never can tell if she actually wants love… or is just hungry and wants me to hurry up so I can feed her. This week I purchased one of those cat fountains that recirculates water in a bubbler sort of method and I was happy to see this morning she was drinking from it. The first few days the cats all seemed to be confused and our middle cat Kenzie simply wanted to try and scoot it around the kitchen floor making a mess.
It seems to have reached a state of equilibrium and maybe just maybe the cats have sorted out what to do with it. The fountain is an attempt to win a battle I have been having with my cats for years… where they don’t like drinking from a normal water dish. What they actually want is for me to leave a faucet dripping so they can drink from that, so in the winter time when we do that already to keep the pipes from freezing… they love it. The next best thing is a cup that I keep in the sink and fill up with water… because that appears to be a consolation prize. If I try just a normal bowl of water on the ground someone tips it over trying to play with it.
The water fountain we ended up going with stores three liters of water at a time, which gives it a significant amount of weight and helps against tippage. I just need to sort out a routine of when exactly I need to fill it up, and in truth I should probably check it when I go back downstairs as it has been running a few days now. For reference we wound up going with the Catit Fountain, which I stumbled onto after following an adorable link with a bird splashing around in it. I remember looking at something like this years ago… but the price was considerably more and not within that “impulse buy” territory. It is my hope that this fills the needed niche in my home and stops the constant begging me to turn on the faucet in the mornings.
I love my cats… but they are also sorta assholes at times. The image at the beginning of this post is completely unrelated to anything I have talked about to this point. The can of pumpkin that shows up in the parking garage in late march/early april… is still sitting there untouched. I am sorta hoping that I get to make a birthday post for the can some day. At this point it has been sitting in the Oklahoma heat for roughly two months and walk past it on my way into the office each morning. It will be a sad day indeed if someone takes it upon themselves to throw it away at some point. The fact that it hasn’t happened yet shows a general sense of apathy that I find interesting… I have to admit I almost did it myself when it made it past the one or two weeks mark. It was around then that I started to daydream about being able to hold anniversary parties for the can… and stayed my hand.