I'm trying to clean house... I know that I'll feel better physically and emotionally when it's done. But I really just want to sleep my life away right now! Between recovering from surgery and being sick with the trophy-producing nose infection, I am fatigued beyond belief and have not done much in the way of housework. The living room needs minor touch-up work done, and my room looks like a tornado hit. The kitchen is the only room that has stayed in decent shape. I finally got to work on the bathroom yesterday, and it's still not done... I told Alexis that once I'm all done I'll be able to show her where things go... She's been offering to help, but I haven't been able to take her up on the offers because I'm not finished reorganizing my things yet. She's been a huge help with the kitchen, and things will go much better with two of us here.
The cats are settling in a bit better with the changes nos. My housework will help them too--right now they sort of don't have room to breathe in my room. I've been purging my closets, and there are boxes of stuff to throw out all over the place. When I get rid of stuff, I do get rid of stuff! I'm not done with that project either. What a way to celebrate recovering from the infection: stir up dust!
I've been working with the cats on some new commands. Sable is picking them up very well, which is a big surprise to me. I didn't realize the things she was capable of--or the things she would want to do! It seems that all she's been wanting is a little routine and something she could depend on and enjoy instead of random attention my way. I've developed a rudimentary toy for playing with her... I have an old support cane that Dad picked up somewhere.... We actually both have one and we use them to tap on tmy floor or his ceiling and get each other's attention for various things. I tied a ribbon around the end of it and taped the tied end down so it wouldn't come off. The other end is hanging so Sable can chase it since she plays so rough and loves to bat at things. I figured this would allow me to play hard with her without losing track of the toy: every kitty ball I've ever bought has disappeared. So far she loves to play on the air hockey table--it's her territory. So I had the ribbon at one end and moved it slowly across the table. She loved it, and by the end of the game I had her running laps around the table. It was really funny! She's been coming to bother me, and this morning I tried asking if she wanted to go play and walking in the other room and getting the toy. She came running and jumped right up on the table!