Kitty Meadow

I’m SO sorry for being such a bad, bad kitty blogger. I hate it when people say, “I was going to call, but I’ve been SO busy” and of course you have to so, “Oh, I know, me too!” So, I won’t say that. What I will say is that I’ve developed a new addiction! Good news, eh? (from Maine, so sometimes the “near-Canadian” in me comes through with “eh”)

“So, Richard, what’s your new addiction? Is it burning illegal software? Is it drinking even MORE than you ever did? Please tell us it’s a fun drug!” Well, I heard your questions and I’m hear to say… it’s Twitter, or “Micro-Blogging” as some refer to it. I’m astounded by it. I’m entranced by it. It follows me around and I love it. It’s there when I get up, it’s there when I go to bed…. it’s just great!

As with most addictions you quickly realize what’s going on, yet it’s too fun or enticing to stop or even publicly acknowledge you have a problem (don’t ask me why I’d know that or where I learned it). And like most addictions you KNOW there are draw backs, but there are SO many positives to keep you going!

Let’s compare to something I know most of you experience, alcohol addiction (if you read a lot about kittens… and you do… then you likely drink lots of wine in the evenings by yourself or while your husband is locked up in the garage on some stupid project). So, with your alcohol addiction perhaps you always seem to end up at your favorite bar because all your “friends” are there (none of whom you know the last name of).

This problem is very similar to one of my Twitter “symptoms”. I know “twit”, not people! Although I’m “TOTALLY SURE” I feel like I really know them! Actually, I still stick by that story! I really do feel like I’m developing real personal relationships with my followers. I interact with them. I know they listen when I need to, I trust their opinions for fun trivia (any of this sound familiar, like your bar friends???).

So, the draw backs to your alcohol… that husband in the garage? The one “working on the project in the garage” doesn’t exist any more because you spent more time with your bar friends than with him. He used to exist. But he just never understood your relationship with those bar friends. (I pray this is an inaccurate portrayal of your addiction, but if it does please forgive me)

Any idea how this could be similar to my Twitter addiction? It’s always running in the background. There’s always a conversation going on… that conversation might be going on for several days in VERY short spurts. Anyway, so these aren’t even personal conversations, these can actually be considered professional in nature!

So, anyway, you can picture how bad it can be. I’m an addict! Just admitting it won’t keep me from doing it, but it is the first step to adapting to ways of working around the perceived “bad things” and enhancing the “positives”. Help me!!!

Another entry coming VERY SOON! And it will be about kitties!

(If you’re on Twitter and/or would like to see what I discuss follow me at http://twitter.com/LegalAdmin)

Sleeping is a bit of a challenge in our household these days. The girls have a strong habit of making sure everyone knows (aka Me and Matt) that we’re to be up at or before 5AM. This doesn’t go over well with me. I’m a sleeper. I like to sleep. NOT for a long time, but just a sufficient amount of time until, let’s say, my back aches from my bladder pressing on every other organ so hard that I can’t stand it any more.

My desired bedtime is about 10PM with me waking up to go to work around 5:45-6AM (Matt hates my “snooze” button!!).

Of recent, Phyllis has decided that the best time to play with her dads and get some quiet alone time is around… 2AM. This is miserable! Not because she’s forceful (which she is), but because she’s SO darned cute! She wants to go into the “kitty cave” (sperlunking kitty that she is). Phyllis isn’t one for sleeping under the blankets but she sure LOVES going under them and exploring, then coming back out, making a tour around the bed, then back in, and so on and so forth.

It’s usually after about 15-20 minutes of this that I finally wake up and have to lock them out of the bedroom. Then at about 5AM, when Matt’s bladder gives in, back in they all come!

When they return at 5AM it’s usually Rosalie who’s the most persistent. She LOVES to purr (as we all know). So, she’s ALL over us, sitting on heads, nudging noses, wanting to peek under the covers (not a true sperlunker like Phyllis), and nose in the ears. This all the while purring with her adorable little rhythmic purr-squeek-purr-purr-squeek. Again, you can’t even be annoyed by it. She’s too darned cute to be anoying!

So, on the upside, when Renatta is in the bedroom, she’s the angel of the entire bunch! She wants to lay at the foot of the bed, never wants to cuddle, never wants to rub noses, never had an interest in sperlunking, she just likes to sleep and be close to where all the action is. HOWEVER, when she (and the others) have been locked out of the bedroom, this is where Renatta comes into their plan. I’m sure the others put her up to it! She is by far the loudest and most persistent in meowing! When she wants in, she will NOT be ignored. She will sit outside the door pretending someone has cut off her leg until someone lets her in. I have to say, it’s quite effective. Works every time with me.

(All of the above photos were taken with the BlackBerry devices Matt and I own, not “normal” cameras)

This is Rich’s morning ritual. The alarm is set for 5:45, Phyllis shows up around 5:15. And the perrsistent lovin starts!

“Come on daddy!! Time to make the coffee!!! Get up! Get up! Get up!!”

Blogging is a team sport! I’m sure Laurie, Sue, and Kim would agree! We all have our special teammates! The Dingo is mine!

(Does this kitty make my belly look fat? No, that’s likely just how my belly looks!!)

Ms. Rosalie has an eye for PURRRRfection. That’s what makes her such a good teammate. Plus the minor fact that she is SO vocal!

Rich and the girls before dawn…

“And this is how and where we sleep…”