Sunday, August 25, 2019

Moth

I've been delaying writing because I didn't have any photos. The cats have moved too fast for me, or I've been pinned down without a camera. This morning, Eleanor came up and kneaded my abdomen, then got a good head scritch. Dylan tried to keep Zeppo from bothering her, which worked for a few minutes. He jumps up, gets too excited, queries our lumpishness and urges us to come chase, then the exasperation as he just hares off to chase ALL BY HIMSELF FINE.


Yesterday, he was bugging her, and she rolled over and swatted at him in the laziest imaginable manner. Half hearted bop. He takes it without rancor, and tries again later. He is gaining confidence, slowly, incrementally. He is finding his boldness.

Only one mystery movie friend came last night, which is fine, he's good company. And Zeppo ran through a few times, his curiosity continues to slowly erode his skittishness. Then flopped down on a nearby rug and sang. Chris amused by the range of sounds coming from a cat. Eleanor sat behind his head on the sofa, quietly sniffing his hair. We look forward to a time when Zeppo becomes comfortable, and the obvious desire for affection becomes common normal behaviour for him, no matter who is here.


He adores the laser light. He even does what Moby used to, sees it in our hands, then looks down in front of him before we even turn it on, looking for the red bug. BEST GAME EVAH! Intense chasing ensues. Eleanor still seems to think, "it's a red light, why are you so excited, it's not like it's a MOUZE"

In tightening up the cat tree screws, we found a small infestation of moths. Much cleaning followed. Ugh. But it seemed contained. Old toys were discarded, the washable ones cleaned. The old wooly mice were much decayed.

We are getting both cats into the vet for well-cat checks this week. And to check Eleanor's tooth. Not the mobile house call vet who came to take care of car-averse Moby. His office is a considerable drive. Got a recommend for a neighborhood clinic, walked over there yesterday, and made appointments. A recommend and a nice vibe, and a very secure office cat.

It's not been an exceptionally hot summer, very few days over 100˚F. Despite a wet spring, it's been pretty dry though. We're under a red flag today, thusly...

...RED FLAG WARNING REMAINS IN EFFECT FROM 11 AM THIS MORNING TO
10 PM MDT THIS EVENING FOR WIND AND LOW RELATIVE HUMIDITY FOR
FIRE WEATHER ZONES 478...479...480 AND 481...

* AFFECTED AREA...Fire Weather Zone 478 Salt Lake Desert...Fire
Weather Zone 479 Wasatch Mountains...Fire Weather Zone 480
Uinta Mountains and Fire Weather Zone 481 Western Ashley
National Forest.

* WINDS...West 15 to 25 mph with gusts up to 40 mph.

* RELATIVE HUMIDITY...As low as 11 percent.

* IMPACTS...Any fires that develop will have the potential for
rapid growth. Outdoor burning is not recommended.

So, I watered as a preventative measure.

Perhaps more later.

$1 worth of sparklies from the rarely seen Sunday Yard Sale. I'm having way too much fun with this.



2 comments:

gz said...

Good cat progress!
Stay safe with the weather..
I love yard sales..but I must resist!!

Zhoen said...

gz,
We discussed a set of small drawers, and couldn't figure out where we'd put it, so we left them. I was just going to take the one necklace, the copper crescent, but she insisted I take the whole small plastic drawer set with all this. That got cleaned and will go to the basement until we eventually organize the workshop/spare bedroom.

I do have a growing pile for our yard sale one day. I kinda let stuff in and out, I think it's more a matter of not getting clogged up.