My Relationship with Tuxedo - #20

I had to rip my bedroom window shade from around Tuxedo last night. Apparently she had been making small holes in the shade to look out of the window. Last night she got entangled in the shade. I ended up ripping it up to get her out. She looked so confused as I tried to pull her out of the shreds of shade left by her trying to get out on her own.

Half of the window shade is shredded to pieces. Yet another Tuxedo moment that will cost me money. I have to admit though, I laughed out loud trying to get her untangled from the previously intact shade.

I am enjoying my relationship with my cat. Over the months she has moved closer to me with affection.

When I first got her, she stayed in the living room in a corner next to a large plant on top of my stereo. She slept there, and in the morning when I stirred around, she would leave the corner and follow me around.

There was one point when I didn’t know where she was sleeping. As the weather got colder, she left the living room window area.     She would appear from I-don’t-know-where when I walked around the house. I didn’t try to find out where she was hiding and sleeping. She was a kitten and I wanted her to find a place where she felt comfortable.

One day I opened my bedroom closet to get something out of it. Tuxedo ran inside and stayed. I didn’t feel like trying to find and catch her. So I left the door open. She now goes in there to sleep for the night. One night I peeped in to see her way in the back of the corner. She looked back at me. She looked so calm. I put a towel in there on the floor but she doesn’t use it. She always prefers to sleep directly on the floor.

Lately with the weather changing toward summer, I noticed she now sleeps in a corner underneath my bed closest to me. She used to pop out from under the bed when I woke up every morning, but I didn’t know exactly where she came from.

Tuxedo is now sleeping right under me under the bed. Have to be careful not to step on her when I get out of the bed. She walks out and lays down flat, right where I put my feet. She rolls around and likes it when I pet her. She especially likes it when I play with her stomach. She attacks my hands like a predator. When she starts to sink her teeth in me, I have to tell her ‘no’. Then I keep my hand absolutely still and she recognizes that playtime is over.

How do you guys out there play with your cat?