Archive for January, 2011

Cats, cats, cats. Can’t live with them, can’t live without them.

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I love my cats, but they are driving me CRAZY. Two of them, Meeper and Andrew, have started this annoying moew-fest late at night. As in, two or three o’clock in the morning. Their howling wakes me up and makes me so mad I could practically dive-bomb through the wall. But alas, I am lazy, so the best I can do when I am that tired is hiss a lethargic “Quiet, cats!” at them. They’ll usually stop for a few minutes and then the ruckus starts all over again. And, to top it off, Andrew (who is my baby) is having serious behavioral problems. I don’t know if he’s acting out because he wants more attention or what, but he keeps pooping in the floor. Fortunately, so far it’s only been in front of the litter boxes on the tile, so it’s not too bad to clean up. But still. Who wants to clean up cat poop?? NOT ME. I’m so fed up. It’s completely ridiculous and I am at my wit’s end… nothing I do helps. I try to dote on him, and he still poops on the floor. I’ve also tried taking him to his Poop Pile and flicking his ear, telling him “No! Bad!” and that doesn’t work either. I love my cats, especially Andrew, but I DO NOT love cleaning up his poop. So this behavior has to change, and it has to change NOW.

Neither cat used to meow late at night before our cat Turbo passed away in September, so I wonder if they are missing him. And prior to Turbo’s passing, Andrew had never pooped outside the litter box. He started after Turbo died, but we thought it was because we bought new litter boxes. Since then, his pooping problem has been sporadic, and it seemed like he only did it when he wanted attention. But for the past few days, it’s been DAILY. And now I want to pull my hair out.

ARG! (Yes, I just emitted pirate-speak. Which is what happens when you have cleaned up one too many piles of poop!)

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Ahhh Spring, you are missed

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Oh you guys, I am SO ready for Spring to get here!! It’s been such a crazy winter this year with seemingly colder temperatures and definitely more snow days than usual. The past couple weeks have spit out a few milder days here and there, a tantalizing taste of what Spring will bring, and now that I have had that taste, I am REALLY getting antsy for some warmer weather! And so is Nathan. He is totally diggin’ running around outside on the days we’ve had some sun. He’s getting to that age where he will enjoy stuff like amusement parks, zoos, aquariums, etc., so this upcoming year will be a lot of fun. Can you believe he’s almost TWO years old?? I can’t. I just can’t!!

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A neat little surprise

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So this evening as I was getting out of my car at the gym, I put my hand in my coat pocket to make sure I had my phone. And I pulled out one of Nathan’s little Hot Wheels. Apparently, he either thought my coat pocket was a neat little cave for his Hot Wheel or perhaps he wanted me to think about him while I was out… either way, my heart swelled with immense love as I held on to his little car. How I love that kid!

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I have a little shadow…

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Nathan is in the “helping” stage. He likes to help me with everything… from carrying his highchair to cleaning to even helping me walk. Because apparently, I am not capable of walking on my own- I must have a Nathan attached to my leg at all times. Sometimes, though, his “helping” is more of a hindrance than a help, but I don’t mind. I let him help to his little heart’s content, even if it means double the work for me. I think it teaches him how to be cognizant of other people’s needs, and besides, I don’t want my son to grow up depending on me to do everything for him!

Nathan is my little shadow. He follows me around everywhere I go, eager to touch me, help me, and patiently waiting for me to hug him (which I do often!). I wouldn’t trade it for the world, though. Even when I feel myself getting a bit irritated because he sometimes gets in the way, I still enjoy having a little shadow attached to me because I know this stage won’t last long. He won’t be my little shadow forever. I enjoy it while I can and take nothing for granted.

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