Manic Mancat Monday

Leo has had a very busy weekend. He’s been bouncing off the walls. Greg and I disagree about what he’s like. I say he’s like the sheep in Pixar’s Bounding short. "You just get a leg up and ya slap it on down, And you’ll find you’re up in what’s called a bound. Bound, bound, and rebound. Bound and you’re up right next to the sky." Greg says he’s more like Disney’s Tigger. "Their tops are made out of rubber, their bottoms are made out of spring They're bouncy, bouncy, bouncy, bouncy, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun." We're probably both right.

He’s been so silly, so playful, and so goofy. One time he was rolling around on the Royal Footstool attacking my snuggy and generally being a silly bug. Star was sitting on the couch observing him with regal disdain. Suddenly he stood up, walked to the edge of the Royal Footstool and leaned out as far as he could until his face was five or six inches from Star’s. He gave her this sort of high pitched, baby like meeeee-eewwwwwwwww, all long and drawn out, right in her face. Then he turned around, flopped over and settled in for a nap.

Star, as amazing as it sounds, never made a peep. No meow, no hiss, no growl, no smack, no nothing! Totally out of character for her. It’s not like she meowed back sweetly either or suddenly became his best furry friend, but I’m taking it as a step forward anyway!

Another thing Leo has started doing is something that just warms my heart to no end! A while ago he started sleeping on our bed, and spending most of the night there at the bottom between my feet and Greg’s feet, not touching anyone. Then he started sleeping up against my feet, my fuzzy little foot warmer. But a few days ago, he moved up and is sleeping leaned up against my hip. That’s close enough that I can pet him any time I want, and he leans in for extra chin scritches! It’s taken him a long time, but he’s getting so comfortable with us, well, with me, and I just love it!

Oh, and get this! I’ve mentioned before that when I open a container of catnip Leo runs, not walks, runs from the room! Well while we were looking for something else we ran across a couple of their scratchies that had been put away while we worked on the floor (ages ago! Yeesh). The bench scratchie has lots of catnip sprinkled on it and when Star, who was first to jump on it, (she’s a scratchie fanatic), got down, he got his turn. The first thing he did was sniff all over it, then he started eating the catnip! I was stunned! Makes me wonder if he had to grow up a bit before it attracted him? Whatever it was, he sure liked it.

Hmm, maybe that’s why he’s had such a bouncy weekend!

What.. what is this delicious.. stuff..??

Catnip, you say? Why haven't I been given this before??

What? Now I suppose have to share catnip with him too?? Life is unfair!