Suzy Says

We’re perfectly good!

My unauthorized kitties have been driving me a little bit crazy lately. Well, even the authorized one, to be honest.

Audrey, the authorized cat and official cat of the household, hates Dodge, the interloper. I don’t think a day goes by that she isn’t growling and hissing at him, which he tends to ignore. Maybe that just fans the flames of her discontent. I would love to have a day free of cat spats.

Not much bothers Dodge. He likes to sleep touching me, he likes to be petted, and he still does his charming trick of jumping up to push against my legs (or anyone’s, really). His purr is so loud I’m surprised that my unseen neighbor Alex hasn’t complained about it. Surprisingly for a cat who was starved and partly furless from exposure, he is unconcerned about food. Maybe knowing he can always get it has made him not worry about this.

Clyde, on the other hand…

Clyde has always been a food enthusiast, but some reason lately he is obsessed. He starts nagging me to get up and feed him around 3 am, which is not my favorite time to be woken up. He walks around on me making his distinctive Clydesounds™ and is relentless. When I feed the cats, he is always underfoot and I am convinced I am going to trip over him and break my neck. I wonder how long it will be before he starts to eat me if I do.

In an effort to stay alive and less annoyed, I have started giving Clyde and Audrey CBD oil. Dodge is already mellow and does not require further mellowing. I was hoping the CBD would help Audrey’s ability to jump on the bed. She has been sort of climbing up by the comforter (and me) instead. But it hasn’t had the miraculous effect it had on Megan’s nearly 19 year old cat Harriet, at least, not yet.

Of course, Clyde’s food obsession does not extend to canned food, which he disdains. I give Audrey her CBD oil in canned food, and she eats it, but Clyde won’t eat wet food, so I tried putting it on his kibble. He was not happy. So I am now putting three drops on his kibble and mixing it up, and will work my way up to 9 drops. You would think a native Mendocino boy would be happy to ingest hemp, but nothing is simple when it comes to cats.

A YEAR AGO: Taking a little break in town in the midst of an atmospheric river.

FIVE YEARS AGO: Thankful for my friends when I couldn’t get home from work.

TEN YEARS AGO: An enjoyable noir evening. I note that I mention Jessie Royce Landis in the post, and she was also in the episode of Columbo I watched last night.

FIFTEEN YEARS AGO: I finally got to see the beautiful mermaids at Weeki Wachee Springs. Ever since I was a kid, I thought the mermaids and the Rockettes were magical. I still do.