Mom has a new "thing."
Dunno what it's all about, but she's spent the last few nights parked in front of the tippy tappy lapbox tippy tapping for hours. No sewing, tippy tapping!
Tippy tappy, tippy tappy, tippy tappy... Then she runs to the other room and the other computer where she makes papers spit out of the printer. She looks at papers, draws squiggles on them, brings them BACK to the tippy tappy lapbox, does some more tippy tapping, then she throws the paper away!
Then she does it all over again!
Sometimes, before she draws the squiggles, she admires her handiwork while she eats.
There are papers ALL OVER THE PLACE! She has them piled on the desk, on the big table in the table room, on the coffee table, laying on the floor near the recliner, stacked up on the nightstand... you get the picture. Sometimes I see her rummaging through the various stacks. Then she'll find a piece of paper, and go back to tippy tapping.
Now, I've looked at those papers. There isn't anything special about them at all. Each one is just like the other. But hoo boy! Does she get her knickers in a twist if I mess up her stacks!
She says she's "busy" and working on a special project.
Frankly, I think she's lost her mind. I think she's obsessed. Last night I had to meow for
a whole minute to get her to get up and give me my treats at treat-time.
I know I'm glad I'm a cat, but I think this is one of those times stronger action is called for.
It's starting to get chilly here in New Hampster. Mom has to call the lord of land, because when she turns on the heating monster down in the basement, the smoke detective down there starts beeping. She checked it all out - no smoke - but when the heating monster turned off, the beeping stopped.
Here I am getting scritches from Mom. I've got her trained pretty good.
Um, yeah.
We are supposed to have LOTS of rain today. I think I'll just find a comfy place to nap... (yawn!)
Mr FF used to play a musical instrument in high school, and listened to Mr Karate play cello.
Did you know that Mr FF and Mr Karate have the same first name?
Do you think they look alike?
What about now?
Fortunately there are plenty of good places to nap, and there was a big bowlful of stinky goodness, and another of my favorite crunchies along with several bowls of water. It was a nice warm day, and Mom had windows open so I could sit in the sun and smell the nice warm smells.
Happy Birthday to You!
Mom got this new quilt from a friend of hers. You can read about it on her quilting blog. As you can see, I am giving it a very thorough QA test. Mom can have it when I'm finished.
I'm always telling Mom to sit down so I can get my scritches. Lookit what the man in the bloo shorts brought yesterday! A little chair quilt that says SIT! Maybe now Mom will listen.
