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Moose just walked down the hall yowling and continued while sitting outside my office. I thought maybe he was about to throw up. I stood and he led me to the litter box. I thought then maybe he wanted it cleaned. But it wasn’t dirty. He made sure I was watching before he stepped inside, peed, covered it up, and ran happily out of the room to join Dudo and San Geraldo for a siesta. I don’t get it. Neither did Dudo, who was giving him the side eye from the bedroom. I do not want company while I pee.
Speaking of which, just as I was finally getting out of bed this morning, Dudo came into the room, jumped up on the bed, and meowed at me to get into position so he could lie next to me and cuddle. I never refuse. That was another 20 minutes in bed until he moved a foot away.
In case you’re wondering, it’s raining here. We haven’t seen the worst of the weather in our neighborhood. Higher ground. No river to overflow. Areas of the province have been evacuated and the blowing winds make it dangerous to be out among the trees. However, there are hints of partial sun expected this afternoon that I’ll be sure to seek out. Tomorrow is supposed to be awful. I’m still recovering from that “bug” I had. Just tired and the abs now feel like they had a workout; not terrible.
Yesterday was The Kid Brother’s birthday. I had a Wegman’s order delivered filled with things he wouldn’t buy for himself (like cashews, ready-made salads, and fruit and cheese plates). San Geraldo and I called last night and sang happy birthday. He immediately started talking about the weather. “It’s cold here!” I interrupted to ask what he thought of our singing and he replied, “It was good.”
That’s the first time KB has ever told us he liked our birthday singing. He has been known to say “Uh. I give it a 2.” He was in a great mood unlike the two of us here. Our moods and attitudes suck.
Note: “I gotta pee” (the inspiration for today’s title) is a line from the musical Chicago. It’s what Roxie Hart says after she shoots her lover, Fred Casely.
Moose caminó por el pasillo maullando y siguió maullando mientras estaba sentado afuera de mi oficina. Pensé que tal vez estaba a punto de vomitar. Me puse de pie y me llevó a la caja de arena. Pensé que tal vez quería que la limpiara. Pero no estaba sucia. Se aseguró de que lo estuviera viendo antes de entrar, orinar, taparlo y salir corriendo felizmente de la habitación para unirse a Dudo y San Geraldo para una siesta. No lo entiendo. Dudo tampoco, que lo miraba de reojo desde el dormitorio. No quiero compañía mientras orino.
Hablando de eso, justo cuando me levantaba finalmente de la cama esta mañana, Dudo entró en la habitación, saltó sobre la cama y me maulló para que me acomodara y pudiera acostarse a mi lado y acurrucarse. Nunca me niego. Eso fue otros 20 minutos en la cama hasta que se alejó un poco.
Por si se lo preguntan, está lloviendo aquí. No hemos visto el peor clima en nuestro barrio. Terreno más alto. Sin río que se desborde. Se han evacuado zonas de la provincia y los fuertes vientos hacen peligroso estar entre los árboles. Sin embargo, se esperan algunos destellos de sol parcial esta tarde que me aseguraré de aprovechar. Se espera que mañana sea horrible. Todavía me estoy recuperando de ese “bicho” que tuve. Solo estoy cansado y ahora siento los abdominales como si hubieran hecho ejercicio; nada mal.
Ayer fue el cumpleaños de El Hermanito. Me trajeron un pedido de Wegman’s lleno de cosas que no se compraría (como anacardos, ensaladas preparadas y tablas de fruta y queso). San Geraldo y yo llamamos anoche y le cantamos “feliz cumpleaños”. Enseguida empezó a hablar del tiempo. “¡Hace frío aquí!” Lo interrumpí para preguntarle qué le había parecido nuestra canción y me respondió: “Estuvo bien”.
Es la primera vez que KB nos dice que le gustó nuestra canción de cumpleaños. Es conocido por decir: ”Eh. Le doy un 2”. Estaba de muy buen humor, a diferencia de nosotros dos. Nuestros estados de ánimo y actitudes son pésimos.
Nota: “Tengo que hacer pis” (inspiración del título de hoy) es una frase del musical Chicago. Es lo que dice Roxie Hart después de dispararle a su amante, Fred Casely.
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Moose just HAS to have an audience. mustn’t he? maybe a large mirror beside the litter tray will satisfy him, though I doubt it.
Raybeard:
Oh, Moose. He’d probably see his reflection and run out of the litter box.
I have the issue here with Goldie. If I do not latch the bathroom door, he comes in and lays down at my feet while I am on the toilet. Great cat, but not enthused about the company. Thankfully, he stays to the 1st floor at night where the duo come upstairs to the bedroom. Etta has her place on the chair under the mini-split, Lilo on her pillow on the foot of the bed.
Rade:
Oh, yes. The minute one of us is in the bathroom, there is a cat. Moose likes to sleep in your underwear around your feet. Dudo just checks in, although when he was younger he tried to jump up in my lap.
Dammit. I intended to send a birthday card to Chuck and forgot. I did send him a Christmas card. Moose needed some company, kind of like ladies who travel in packs to powder their noses. Here’s hoping your extreme weather ends soon. You have to be sick of it.
Love,
Janie
janiejunebug:
I used to comment that Moose was a sheepcat. He liked to herd us all together and he still doesn’t relax at night until we’re all in the same room. It’s raining.
On the upside, at least Moose peed IN the litterbox. I don’t remember that line from “Chicago” so it must be time to watch that movie again! It’s a goodie!
Debra:
It’s a throw-away line, but I loved hearing how Gwen Verdon said it in the Broadway production. And, yes, although Moose throws up and sometimes craps (little accidents) outside the litter box now, he has at least kept the pee inside.
Stay high and dry – those words could have different meanings at different times in our lives.
David:
And, sadly, I’m never high anymore. Those were the days!
I have had several of our cats follow me into the bathroom as I try to do my “business” and I always say, “I don’t come into YOUR bathroom when you’re doing your stuff.”
Yes, I’m nuts.
And, of course, who could refuse to lay in bed and cuddle with Dudo?
^^^Bob
Bob:
When we got our first cats in San Diego (the first ever for me), I was stunned that they wanted in the bathroom. I was resistent. Now I don’t close the door securely because I know they’re coming. Moose loves to sleep in our underwear (which is around our ankles).
So this company at the litter box is a new demand? Hm. What’s next..
Your weather is making me a bit gladder about our cold. A bit. Boud
Boud:
Moose likes company for most everything. I used to kneel next to him with a hand touching him while he ate. I broke him of that habit. Still, leading me to the litter box to watch him pee was a surprise
Been hearing/seeing how devastating these storms are in Spain. Good that you are at higher elevations to escape the flooding.
How cute is Moose!? ……needing your presence to pee!
I would be happy too getting a care/birthday package from favourite brother!! Happy Birthday, Chuck!
Jim:
Chuck loves that we always remember his birthday. And, although he’ll never admit it, he loves the singing. Today, it’s Storm Marta. Looking grim.
“I gotta pee” was often said by Forrest Gump, too.
Moose reminds me of a child who is just learning to use the potty who is so proud of his new skill that he feels the need for an approving and appreciative audience.
“He did it!” you’re supposed to say. And now you can start calling him “Diddy.”
Ms. Moon
Ms. Moon:
I forgot about Forrest Gump! But I love hearing Gwen Verdon say it that one time. Moose does like approval, and company. He used to expect me to kneel next to him and touch him while he ate. I had to break him of that expectation when he starting meowing at the bedroom door in the middle of the night to get me to come with him.
I guess Moose just wanted you to see what a good boy he is.
ellen abbott:
Yes, he’s only been peeing in the litter box for 15-1/2 years. It’s very exciting.
Anything like that from Wegmans would be a great gift. I love that store and it is where I do all of my grocery shopping. Hopefully you will see the sun one of these days!
Michael:
Wegman’s has been great for these regular care packages. We get hints of sun sometimes just to remind us it’s still out there. It appears there’s no chance of it today.
My dog will often come in and sit on my feet when I am in the bathroom. However, we’ve been taking care of a neighbor’s beagle while they dealt with a family emergency in California and she decided to get in on the act. Nothing like having two dogs sitting on (not near, but on) your feet during this process. Petting is also required. Sigh. I thought my years (decades, it seemed) of never being unaccompanied in the bathroom would have passed once my four kids left home. Guess not.
Sure hope your weather improves soon. Hard to adjust your attitude when it is so bleak out for so long. We’re supposed to get 60mph winds tomorrow. -13F wind chills. Hoping trees don’t fall and the power stays on. But at least we’ve had some sunny days even if the snow/”icecrete” still remains after two weeks. Mary
Mary:
Yes, Moose always sits/lies on our feet in the bathroom and usually does want to be petted. Your weather, too, sounds dismal. Not a chance of sun today with a new storm arriving. I’m grateful there’s no icecrete!
My dog, Cujo, will wake up from a coma if he hears me go into the hall bathroom He slams into the door like a ten-pound linebacker just to sit at my feet and lick my leg. The dog is nuts!
Deedles:
Moose can be sound asleep and, if he hears someone go to the bathroom, he’s up. He doesn’t have Cujo’s flair though. And he doesn’t lick my feet or legs!
Oh, that sounds like a wonderful birthday gift for Chuck, and I’m glad you two got to serenade him!
Crazy weather!
Judy C:
Chuck has been up lately and I love when he shows his enthusiasm. He was beaming when we called.
Moose and Dudo bring their own brand of furry, purrfect sunshine to your home, Scoot… at least they’re not peeing on your furniture, LOL!
Tundra Bunny:
Nope, they don’t pee on the furniture. They just throw up on the rugs and floor and now have poop accidents wherever. But NO pee!
I knew of a cat that insisted her owner watch her eat, but not pee. Maybe it’s a guy cat thing.
Kirk:
Moose does love company when he eats. I didn’t know what I was doing a while back so would follow him to his food dish (as requested), kneel next to him, and keep one hand touching him while he ate. Then he started waking me up in the middle of the night and I had to wean him of the practice.
Maybe Moose was trying to tell you “I swear I didn’t make the pee-puddle on the carpet/furniture that you haven’t discovered yet — see, I pee in the litter-box, look!”
Fortunately, however, cats are not _quite_ that devious. I think.
Anonymous:
Oh, I think cats ARE that devious.