I was researching something on the web last night when Red Cat came in and gave his very loud demand that he wanted something. I tried ignoring him for a while, but finally decided I could never concentrate with that persistent meow, so I followed him. He led me into the sewing room. I expected that he wanted more food, as that is where I feed him, but no, he didn't walk to the food dish, but to another part of the room. Then he just sat there expectantly. Did he want to be combed? I got out the comb and he accepted a brief combing, but that still didn't satisfy him. He kept looking at me like he wanted something. Then he walked over and sat down right behind the plastic I had laid on the floor on which I have been making something (but had picked up the pieces), and looked at the plastic then up at me. Ah, he wanted me to get back to work! I finally said, "Okay, you win, I haven't worked on it today." As soon as I got back to work on the project, he was satisfied and crawled back into his little bed.
This is the third time within a week that little monster has demanded that I get back to work like that. The first time, I thought I was probably making more of it than was really there, but with three times, I know that's what he wanted. What a slave driver that Red Cat is! He wouldn't even let me take Sunday off!
This is the third time within a week that little monster has demanded that I get back to work like that. The first time, I thought I was probably making more of it than was really there, but with three times, I know that's what he wanted. What a slave driver that Red Cat is! He wouldn't even let me take Sunday off!