Well folks it seems as though we have got ourselves one nutty cat.
Frankly, I don’t know whether he is a Cog or a Dat (see Smoke Signals for joke reference).Â When I get home from work he will greet me at the front door and often roll over on his belly (which in cat language might be a sign of dominance?).Â But he is very cute.
He often likes to get some exercise in the apartment by running up and down the hallwaysÂ eight or nine times.Â But the other day, I got him chasing me and then I would hide and he would come find me.Â Then I would chase him and it went back and forth.Â We have played this game a few more times and he seems to enjoy it.
He still hasn’t picked up on going for walks yet.Â I’m not sure what to do.Â Last time he just ran under a car and I had to get really dirty to try and get him out.Â
Here is a slightly embarassing story.Â So, I have started to take after my mother and Leah reports I talk in my sleep quite a bit.Â (Which Leah likes to talk back to me, usually in nonsense, to try and start a conversation–what a jerk).Â Anyways, I guess one night I started to talk and JD came and sat on my chest and looked at me quizzically.Â He’s a curious cat.
He is alsoÂ sort of obsessive compulsive.Â He likes to scratch/paw at things.Â I don’t mean like scratch the rug.Â I mean, my cats at home do it when they want in the house.Â They will paw at the door.Â JD first started doing this to the mirror inÂ ourÂ computer room.Â Â Â Now he has extended his efforts to include a glass framed picture on the floor (which hasn’t been hung yet), various closet doors and the front door.Â But it’s not like he wants out/in to anything.Â If you open it up and show him, he just goes back to pawing.Â
A nutter-butter, for sure.