I made chicken soft tacos for dinner, and I left part of one on my plate. My bad little cat ate it before I could, lettuce and all. She’s a little piggy (and a thief) when it comes to food. By the way, I’d already fed her for the night. She seems to like my cooking.
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Isabella is a classic beauty. I was looking at her face this weekend and it is such perfectly proportioned. There is no doubt she is female, because she has soft beautiful features. As she gets older, I can now tell that she is not all black, but has white hairs here and there. It just adds to her charm.
Isabella is also a wonderful companion. She’s never more than a few feet away from me. She follows me from room to room. She is insistent that I tell her goodbye when I leave or she begins to cry quite loudly. I’m not sure what she does when I am not home, but I suspect she sleeps because that is what she does when I’m home during the day.
While she likes to be near me, she doesn’t like to snuggle. She’s not big on being held either. However, when I lay on the bed, she is never more than a foot away. When I turn out the lights to go to bed though, she sleeps either under the covers or under the bed. She does do a little roaming at night. Occasionally making lots of noise. She is an early riser too. She likes to wake up between 5 am and 6 am, while I tend to sleep until at least 7 am.
I’m so glad I got Isabella. She’s such a wonderful companion. She stays right next to me almost all the time and follows me around. She may not snuggle but she is still a good companion. I really wish she would stop biting my toes at night. It makes it terribly difficult to sleep. The funny thing is her fascination with her own tail. Edith, my cat back in Alabama, doesn’t have a tail, and she is very self-conscious about it. She gets upset when you point out that she has no tail, but Isabella is different. She constantly chases her own tail. She will chase it all over the bed, but she rarely catches it. When she does catch it she doesn’t know what to do with it. Kittens are such funny little creatures.
Bob commented yesterday that, “Isabella appears to already be spoiled.” Yes, I have to agree with that assessment. She’s a little princess with all the makings of a diva. I have little doubt that she will be queen of her castle when she gets older. I expect she will become HRH II. Some of you may not have been around long enough to remember my very special and loving cat HRH, aka Victoria. Victoria was named after Queen Victoria, just as Isabella is named after another queen. Victoria ruled like no other cat I’ve ever known, and she ruled with fear. People, other cats, and even dogs cowered when she was nearby. She never hurt anyone but she had a look and a yeow that meant she meant business. My aunt once called her “Miss Victoria,” to which my aunt received a look that if looks could kill, she’d have died on the spot. When she changed it to “Queen Victoria,” HRH forgave her and allowed her to enter the house.
While Victoria ruled through fear, I hope Isabella will rule through benevolence. Right now her greatest demands are that you be in the same room she is and that you lay still so she can sleep on top of you with only minimal disturbance. Victoria was always a stickler for you being still. I can remember coming home from teaching and she would know I was tired so she’d demand that I lay down. Then she’d lay on my side and we’d take a nap. This was our after school ritual when I was a teacher. She’d patiently wait for me to come home, watch from an upstairs window and wait for me at the top of the steps to come inside. Isabella does not yet immediately come to greet me, but she does come within the first few minutes of me coming home. Instead of nap time though, for her it is playtime.
I realize that Victoria and Isabella are two different cats, but I don’t think you can help but to compare the two. No cat can ever replace Victoria. Edith and Lucy helped me get over the loss of Victoria, but they were always more my aunt’s cats than mine. Isabella will be raised by me. We will see if she is as loyal and great a companion as the previous queen in my life. So far, she is doing a damn good job.
To me, it looks as if she is posing in this picture. Isabella is getting prettier every day, at least in my opinion. She is also becoming more vocal and active each day. She is the most vocal cat that I have ever had. She meows almost constantly when she’s awake and Heaven forbid you are in a different room than she is, then she is really vocal. She actively plays with her toys. She loves this one funky little bird that chirps. She likes dragging her toys into her bed to play with them, though she rarely sleeps in her bed. She prefers to sleep on a neck massager that I have. That is where she sleeps each night when we go to bed, on the neck massager under the bed. However, sometime in the night, she crawls up on me to sleep before heading back to the neck massager just before my alarm clock goes off. She’s such a funny little creature and the best antidepressant I’ve had in a while.
I had a pretty laid back weekend. Not by choice but by necessity. Starting last Wednesday night, I had a bad headache. It lasted through Sunday. After working with this headache Thursday and Friday, I needed the weekend to recuperate. So Isabella and I took it easy. As most cats do, she has taken over the apartment. She knows who is the real queen around here, and she’s let me know it. Thankfully, she’s a benevolent, kind, and loving ruler. She enjoys watching TV, and mostly she seems to enjoy what I watch.
Last night was the season finale of Game of Thrones, so we spent much of yesterday rewatching the season leading up to tonight’s finale. What a finale it was too! Next season should be very interesting. You may think that I am joking about Isabella watching TV but she sat right next to me with her eyes glued on the screen. She was sitting on a pillow and seemed to quite enjoy the season finale as much as I did. There were parts that I was disappointed about but I won’t spoil it for those who haven’t seen it, but overall, it was mostly what I expected.
I’m hoping to wake up this the morning refreshed from the weekend and ready for the week ahead. Hopefully, it will be a headache free weekend. We will see how it goes. I hope each of you have a great week too.
I need to get out my real camera and take some good pictures of Isabella. I’ll try and do that this weekend. My iPhone doesn’t take really great pictures and I’d like a few really nice pictures. Plus I want to document her growing up. She’s so tiny right now. She nearly fits in the palm of my hand.
Honestly, I had nothing to blog about today. I still had a headache last night, and I didn’t feel like thinking too much. I do think the picture above is really cute.
Blogging with a kitten on your arm is particularly difficult, but blogging with a massive headache is nearly impossible. I took yesterday off from work to be with Isabella, and we played and played until I got a headache, then we napped. I woke up to her between my legs and chasing her tail.
This is a short post because I still have a headache.
My mama used to say, “Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought her back.” There is so much for little Isabella to explore and be curious about, and she is doing her best to figure it all out. Last night, she became fascinated with her tail. It provided endless entertainment for her and for me. She definitely has the curiosity down pat.
She’s a curious one for me too. I’ve only known her for a few days, so we don’t communicate very well yet. HRH and I had our communication down pat. We knew what the other was thinking and we’d often talk to one another. Right now, I think there are four things on her mind: most of all food, food, food; then play, play, play; potty, potty, potty; and least of all, sleep, sleep, sleep.
She constantly tries to find where on me to nurse, thus the food, food, food. When she’s not trying to nurse, she wants to play, play, play. The potty needs come in only when I’m not looking, but that’s obviously an important part of her day. Sleep is less so. She will nap for an hour or two at a time, but then she’s right back to play, play, play. This includes all hours of the day and night.
I am taking today off. I’m hoping that a day of play will help her sleep through the night and quit waking me up so much. As I’m writing this, she is sound asleep on my belly, which makes this hard to type, thank goodness for my iPad. I think the chasing her tail tired her out.
When I first brought Isabella home, she did little besides hide under the bed and whine when I left the room. However, yesterday she became a lot more social. She’s been playing and having a good time with the toys I bought her. She’s learned how to get on the bed without assistance, which is nice. She also has allowed me to start petting her. In one day, she went from being Miss Skittish to Miss Loving. She’s still a little bit skittish, but she’s much more comfortable around me. She’s also a great little antidepressant. She’s just so cute and lovable.