To her credit, she did notice that I've been aloof lately, and tried to make amends. She made an apartment for me where I don't have to deal with human nonsense. It's not much, but it's something. I'll accept the olive branch. For now.
Thursday, March 19, 2020
Diary of a Quarantined Cat: Day 6 (later that day)
Life has been a little rough lately. Nemo hasn't come by the house in over a day, and the humans have been acting weird. They keep talking about this "virus" and getting upset. The loud one gets especially upset, and makes loud noises. I'm starting to think I should have a frank conversation with the snuggle human about kicking the loud one out. Things ran a lot smoother when she wasn't around so much.
To her credit, she did notice that I've been aloof lately, and tried to make amends. She made an apartment for me where I don't have to deal with human nonsense. It's not much, but it's something. I'll accept the olive branch. For now.
To her credit, she did notice that I've been aloof lately, and tried to make amends. She made an apartment for me where I don't have to deal with human nonsense. It's not much, but it's something. I'll accept the olive branch. For now.
Diary of a Quarantined Cat: Day 6
This is starting to get weird; I had a routine, a way of life. Now it's all been turned upside down.
First, the humans are home all the time. I liked it in the beginning, but now it's just too much.
Then they get me high, and I wake up without most of my teeth.
Now they've taken the crunchy food from me, and I'm reduced to begging for stinky fish.
What's next? Dogs? I need to put a stop to this before it gets any worse.
I stormed into the nap chamber this morning to give the humans a piece of my mind, but they kicked me out! Kicked me out of my own nap chamber!
The only thing that makes sense in this crazy world is my love for Nemo. The vet lady said I have a weak heart, which is why I had to have two surgeries. Perhaps. But when Nemo's around, every other muscle in my body feels weak, but my heart feels strong.
I told Nemo that we should run away together - that the next time the humans open the door, I'll dash out and meet him in the scraggly bush by the white car.
He didn't respond in the way I expected - he said I should stay inside, that the world is a rough place for a toothless cat.
I told him that none of that matters as long as we're together, that love conquers all.
He told me that I have a lot to learn.
We haven't spoken since, and all of a sudden my heart doesn't feel right. Perhaps the scary vet lady was right; perhaps I'm just a toothless cat with a weak heart.
First, the humans are home all the time. I liked it in the beginning, but now it's just too much.
Then they get me high, and I wake up without most of my teeth.
Now they've taken the crunchy food from me, and I'm reduced to begging for stinky fish.
What's next? Dogs? I need to put a stop to this before it gets any worse.
I stormed into the nap chamber this morning to give the humans a piece of my mind, but they kicked me out! Kicked me out of my own nap chamber!
The only thing that makes sense in this crazy world is my love for Nemo. The vet lady said I have a weak heart, which is why I had to have two surgeries. Perhaps. But when Nemo's around, every other muscle in my body feels weak, but my heart feels strong.
I told Nemo that we should run away together - that the next time the humans open the door, I'll dash out and meet him in the scraggly bush by the white car.
He didn't respond in the way I expected - he said I should stay inside, that the world is a rough place for a toothless cat.
I told him that none of that matters as long as we're together, that love conquers all.
He told me that I have a lot to learn.
We haven't spoken since, and all of a sudden my heart doesn't feel right. Perhaps the scary vet lady was right; perhaps I'm just a toothless cat with a weak heart.
Wednesday, March 18, 2020
Diary of a Quarantined Cat: Day 5
Well, yesterday was interesting. Wow, I have a headache.
Ever since yesterday, I feel like I have this new understanding of life. Something about those, what did the humans call them, drugs? They really opened my mind.
We're back at the house, and the humans are on their clicky boxes again. Why are the humans so fascinated with these toys? They just "click click click" away at them all day. I don't understand the joy in this. There's so much life to live, so many rooms to explore! So many windows to look out of!
For the first time in my life, I'm wondering where the humans usually go during the day. It's funny how sometimes it takes a change in behavior to notice things. Now that they're here all the time, I wonder what rooms they explored before, and why they don't explore those rooms anymore. Maybe another human peed in them?
While it's been nice having the humans home to give me more pets and playtime, it does pose one inconvenience: my secret love is no longer a secret...
Nemo comes by every day to tell me he loves me. He may only have one eye, but it is the most beautiful eye I have every seen. His depth perception is limited, but the depth of his soul is boundless. Nemo and I are separated by a thin layer of glass, but our love penetrates and persists.
I thought the humans would try to keep us apart, but they seem supportive. Maybe this will be good for us. Perhaps one day they will let us meet, and I can place my quivering paw on his handsome face. He is missing an eye, and I am now missing almost all of my teeth, but where there is love, nothing is missing.
Ever since yesterday, I feel like I have this new understanding of life. Something about those, what did the humans call them, drugs? They really opened my mind.
We're back at the house, and the humans are on their clicky boxes again. Why are the humans so fascinated with these toys? They just "click click click" away at them all day. I don't understand the joy in this. There's so much life to live, so many rooms to explore! So many windows to look out of!
For the first time in my life, I'm wondering where the humans usually go during the day. It's funny how sometimes it takes a change in behavior to notice things. Now that they're here all the time, I wonder what rooms they explored before, and why they don't explore those rooms anymore. Maybe another human peed in them?
While it's been nice having the humans home to give me more pets and playtime, it does pose one inconvenience: my secret love is no longer a secret...
Nemo comes by every day to tell me he loves me. He may only have one eye, but it is the most beautiful eye I have every seen. His depth perception is limited, but the depth of his soul is boundless. Nemo and I are separated by a thin layer of glass, but our love penetrates and persists.
I thought the humans would try to keep us apart, but they seem supportive. Maybe this will be good for us. Perhaps one day they will let us meet, and I can place my quivering paw on his handsome face. He is missing an eye, and I am now missing almost all of my teeth, but where there is love, nothing is missing.
Diary of a Quarantined Cat: Day 4
6:30 am
Joy! The humans are already up! They will finally feed me at a reasonable hour.
Stop showering human! Priorities!
Oh no. They're bringing me to the carrier. How could I have forgotten about the carrier...? I will wiggle my way free! But the human's grip is strong...I have lost this battle.
7:30 am
I've arrived at the awful place. It's a different place this time than the last time, but there are still too many dogs. I heard the word surgery again. Maybe if I stay completely still, they won't see me and will forget about this whole thing.
2:30 pm
Well, that wasn't so bad.
Wait. Where are my teeth?
I have no teeth.
Wait, there's one.
OK, I have at least one tooth.
Human is laughing. She says I'm high?
Hardly. I'm not even on top of the dresser. I'll show her.
Whoops...misjudged that jump.
5:30 pm
I want to sleep, but I can't. Too many thoughts and feelings swimming through my mind. Where did that squirrel go after he jumped the fence? Will he be back? Why does he bury his nuts when there's no guarantee of tomorrow?
Maybe I'll try closing my eyes for a bit...
Joy! The humans are already up! They will finally feed me at a reasonable hour.
Stop showering human! Priorities!
Oh no. They're bringing me to the carrier. How could I have forgotten about the carrier...? I will wiggle my way free! But the human's grip is strong...I have lost this battle.
7:30 am
I've arrived at the awful place. It's a different place this time than the last time, but there are still too many dogs. I heard the word surgery again. Maybe if I stay completely still, they won't see me and will forget about this whole thing.
2:30 pm
Well, that wasn't so bad.
Wait. Where are my teeth?
I have no teeth.
Wait, there's one.
OK, I have at least one tooth.
Human is laughing. She says I'm high?
Hardly. I'm not even on top of the dresser. I'll show her.
Whoops...misjudged that jump.
5:30 pm
I want to sleep, but I can't. Too many thoughts and feelings swimming through my mind. Where did that squirrel go after he jumped the fence? Will he be back? Why does he bury his nuts when there's no guarantee of tomorrow?
Maybe I'll try closing my eyes for a bit...
I'm not high, you're high
Tuesday, March 17, 2020
Diary of a Quarantined Cat: Day 3
10 am
Today the humans seem a little anxious. I don't understand - I haven't seen any ghosts in days (although Gasping George did stop by last Thursday). I can't think of what else would make the humans so on edge. Maybe raccoons? But those guys haven't stopped by the backyard in ages either. I'm pretty sure I scared them off last time with my kill stare. You're lucky I'm an indoor cat, Rocky.
The loud one was talking on her chat box for hours yesterday. She kept saying, "it's just so crazy!" She's been home a lot more lately. I'm not sure how I feel about it.
The snuggle human is home most of the time normally, so that hasn't changed. We snuggle more now though. It's great. The loud one tries to insert herself sometimes, but there's really no room.
The humans said something about "surgery" the other day, and they keep looking at me. I don't like this word. The last time they used it, I went to that awful place with all the dogs. The snuggle human seems concerned that they might cancel some surgery because of some virus. This virus keeps coming up. I'm not sure what's going on, but if it's keeping me from surgery, I'm OK with it.
4 pm
They took the carrier out of the closet. This concerns me. Maybe I should pee in it.
Today the humans seem a little anxious. I don't understand - I haven't seen any ghosts in days (although Gasping George did stop by last Thursday). I can't think of what else would make the humans so on edge. Maybe raccoons? But those guys haven't stopped by the backyard in ages either. I'm pretty sure I scared them off last time with my kill stare. You're lucky I'm an indoor cat, Rocky.
The loud one was talking on her chat box for hours yesterday. She kept saying, "it's just so crazy!" She's been home a lot more lately. I'm not sure how I feel about it.
The snuggle human is home most of the time normally, so that hasn't changed. We snuggle more now though. It's great. The loud one tries to insert herself sometimes, but there's really no room.
The humans said something about "surgery" the other day, and they keep looking at me. I don't like this word. The last time they used it, I went to that awful place with all the dogs. The snuggle human seems concerned that they might cancel some surgery because of some virus. This virus keeps coming up. I'm not sure what's going on, but if it's keeping me from surgery, I'm OK with it.
4 pm
They took the carrier out of the closet. This concerns me. Maybe I should pee in it.
Diary of a Quarantined Cat: Day 2
8 am
The Humans are still in bed, despite my desperate pleas for help. They locked me out of their nap chamber hours ago. They clearly don't understand the gravity of the situation.
The loud one feeds me in the morning. She has so much energy during the evenings, but most mornings I think she's died. She looks awful, and doesn't move for hours. I tried to eat her face once, but she was alive.
9 am
The loud one finally fed me. She's awake, but she still looks awful. I heard her say that she's trying to bathe less. Less than never? I've never seen her lick herself.
12 pm
Again with this extra meal. I'm writhing on the ground because there are no words. Do you not see my pain? No, I am NOT trying to be cute.
5 pm
I disagree with the loud one's decision not to bathe. The house smells more and more like humans every day. Disgusting creatures.
XOXO,
Bubbles
The Humans are still in bed, despite my desperate pleas for help. They locked me out of their nap chamber hours ago. They clearly don't understand the gravity of the situation.
The loud one feeds me in the morning. She has so much energy during the evenings, but most mornings I think she's died. She looks awful, and doesn't move for hours. I tried to eat her face once, but she was alive.
9 am
The loud one finally fed me. She's awake, but she still looks awful. I heard her say that she's trying to bathe less. Less than never? I've never seen her lick herself.
12 pm
Again with this extra meal. I'm writhing on the ground because there are no words. Do you not see my pain? No, I am NOT trying to be cute.
5 pm
I disagree with the loud one's decision not to bathe. The house smells more and more like humans every day. Disgusting creatures.
XOXO,
Bubbles
Monday, March 16, 2020
Diary of a Quarantined Cat: Day 1
9 am
My humans have been home more lately. The clicky metal lap-warmers seem to upset them. I try to cover these devices with my body to make the humans calmer, but this upsets them more.
12 pm
The humans eat three times a day? How have they kept this from me? The injustice! No, I will not silence my songs of oppression! Not until I am given the same feeding rights!
3 pm
I tried to nap in the other room, but now the humans seem to want to hang out. They didn't want to hang out with me when I protected them from the clicky box, so they don't get me now. Put me down. Put me down I say!!
4 pm
I have not forgotten about this extra meal that you indulge in. I will accept an early dinner as compensation for my struggles.
My humans have been home more lately. The clicky metal lap-warmers seem to upset them. I try to cover these devices with my body to make the humans calmer, but this upsets them more.
12 pm
The humans eat three times a day? How have they kept this from me? The injustice! No, I will not silence my songs of oppression! Not until I am given the same feeding rights!
3 pm
I tried to nap in the other room, but now the humans seem to want to hang out. They didn't want to hang out with me when I protected them from the clicky box, so they don't get me now. Put me down. Put me down I say!!
4 pm
I have not forgotten about this extra meal that you indulge in. I will accept an early dinner as compensation for my struggles.
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