the weekend and Magnus quirks...
It's been a few days. Friday when I was having such a craptactular day I got home to find my online order had arrived. It made me happy. Then I went outside with Mag for a while. He likes to eat dead leaves, is that normal? I was supposed to go by mums but instead I canceled then proceeded to curl up on the couch, get drunk, and made a hat. Saturday I went scrappbooking and it was nice. Productive. Made Halloween cards. Sunday I was the pinnicle of sofistication and refinement... I woke up, dressed in a large fuzzy purple robe and then proceeded to make Hello Kitty shaped waffles with my Hello Kitty waffle maker. Ate them off of a Hello Kitty plate with pink strawberry syrup. 26 years old and I'm surrounded by Hello Kitty stuff. Then later went to the grandparents for dinner and my grandmother threatened to stab my grandfather for 'being annoying' and I got free Polish stuff from their basement they're trying to clean out.
Yesterday was just work. But got home and Mag was on the floor by my foot, then- without me moving or provoking- he wrapped himself around my ankle and attacked. He ripped my sock and I now have kitty teeth marks all around my ankle. He went into time out for a very long time after that. Then he came out only to try to be surly and angry with me again so back into time out for him. Eventually he came out and was nice and appologetic and cuddled with me on the couch a bit. But since he wasn't purring and being uber affectionate I was then convinced he hates me, hates living with me, and was severely unhappy. Then I got sad thinking Mag didn't love me... but eventually he came upstairs at bedtime and purred and cuddled so I think he is just trying to appease me.
He's starting to get into the habbit of going into my shower. He waits at the door until I'm done then goes in and licks up all the water on the tub. If he can't get in he'll meow at the shower door and look at me begging. You'd think I don't give him water from the way he acts. He also acts like I don't feed him. Yesterday he jumped up on the table and snuck his snoot into my food and started chomping away as though he'd not had a meal in weeks. What the hell do cats want with corn anyway? And he'll eat my cheerios too. And leaves (but only dead ones), and lick my shower floor too. He's a very weird cat. I'm still convinced he doesn't like me but whatever, he's stuck with me.
Today, I'm at work. I got in and the fax machine was blinking red. Outta paper. I barely put my coffee down and loaded it up with paper and then every 3 seconds it would beep telling me about a paper jam. 10 paper jams later, my computer decided to get in on the action. It decided not to turn on and took 2 minutes and many multiple times to turn it on. I've been here not even an hour and so far two machines have malfunctioned on me. It's not shaping up to be a good day...
Yesterday was just work. But got home and Mag was on the floor by my foot, then- without me moving or provoking- he wrapped himself around my ankle and attacked. He ripped my sock and I now have kitty teeth marks all around my ankle. He went into time out for a very long time after that. Then he came out only to try to be surly and angry with me again so back into time out for him. Eventually he came out and was nice and appologetic and cuddled with me on the couch a bit. But since he wasn't purring and being uber affectionate I was then convinced he hates me, hates living with me, and was severely unhappy. Then I got sad thinking Mag didn't love me... but eventually he came upstairs at bedtime and purred and cuddled so I think he is just trying to appease me.
He's starting to get into the habbit of going into my shower. He waits at the door until I'm done then goes in and licks up all the water on the tub. If he can't get in he'll meow at the shower door and look at me begging. You'd think I don't give him water from the way he acts. He also acts like I don't feed him. Yesterday he jumped up on the table and snuck his snoot into my food and started chomping away as though he'd not had a meal in weeks. What the hell do cats want with corn anyway? And he'll eat my cheerios too. And leaves (but only dead ones), and lick my shower floor too. He's a very weird cat. I'm still convinced he doesn't like me but whatever, he's stuck with me.
Today, I'm at work. I got in and the fax machine was blinking red. Outta paper. I barely put my coffee down and loaded it up with paper and then every 3 seconds it would beep telling me about a paper jam. 10 paper jams later, my computer decided to get in on the action. It decided not to turn on and took 2 minutes and many multiple times to turn it on. I've been here not even an hour and so far two machines have malfunctioned on me. It's not shaping up to be a good day...