Everyone has a that one skill. (Yes, even you!) Those that you think aren’t good at anything can create chaos effectively and with little effort. (Trust me on that one!)
Pets are the same way. Each one has different quirks.
When Jake was young he loved to sit in the big picture window at the beloved husband’s house. There were colored glasses displayed there and he did his best to arrange them to his liking. He never broke any, just regrouped the colors.
My lady cats, Mollie and Hazel both enjoyed the catnip mousies that come free with a vet visit. They didn’t like the vet visit preferring to reap the benefit of the visits of the other cats.
Morgan isn’t big on those catnip mousies. She likes the bigger catnip bags I make. What she likes even more is rearranging a room to make it look its best. That and eating spiders.
She is known for moving things around on shelves and coffee tables. She used to rearrange the fireplace mantel until “the accident.” That involved something that broke into a million pieces.
I don’t “decorate” the house like I used to. I just noticed that I have my “spring” vase on the mantel complete with forsythia branches. Somehow I didn’t switch it out for my summer vase of roses. I’m waiting for Christmas now.
I decided in my “cleaning out” mode, that I would open all the gewgaws I have for the various holidays and either use them or toss them. That meant I would do my dining room table for fall/Halloween/Thanksgiving. (That is one holiday in my mind!)
I love those “Jack Be Little” pumpkins and I buy a bunch to put in a container for the table but this year I decided to get some fall picks and mix it up. It’s not a lot of work. I’m going to throw out the ton of other crap I have for the fall. I intend to keep one plastic container for fall and whatever fits, gets to stay. Ok, I’ll keep some pinecones and leaves but really, that’s it.
My fall display turned out great. It wasn’t expensive except for the special real pumpkin in the middle. I have found a good fake one for next year BEFORE I invest in the real ones.
I also found a wonderful spider made out of black pipe cleaners and tulle (net fabric used for bridal wear). The spider perched perfectly on the flat pumpkin.
At least it did until it wasn’t there anymore. It’s not real so it didn’t go anywhere. There was only one answer.
My spider-adoring cat absconded with my spider.
Just as I suspected, I found the spider in a heap, all wet and soggy under the table. Yuk! I dried it off and put it back.
It has since become a frequent game of “find the spider.” I could use glue or put it away but what’s the fun of that?
Pets grow up so fast that it’s a real treat to have a young one making you crazy. Any day now, she’ll want to nap more and play less. My only hope is that it will coincide with my desire to nap more and play less.