Caligula here... Frances has asked me to talk about my typical day. I hope she's not expecting kittenish antiques because I'm too old for that. I'll be fourteen this fall!
So what does a mature calico cat do with her day? I prowl the house for invaders: usually of the daddy-longlegs (cellar spiders) and crane fly variety. I also keep an eye out for my younger and goofier next door neighbor cats who like to sit on my back patio without my permission! They are cute but they need to learn a thing or two about respect and manners.
While the young humans are at school I like to enjoy long naps. In the morning, Mama will open the front door for me so I can lie by the screen door and sleep in the sunshine. In the afternoon I will move to the dining room to get my zzzs when the sun has come around the house.
Night time and weekends I try to stay out the way of the children. The oldest, Sean, and I have a long standing understanding. He doesn't bother me and I don't go into his room. His sister though is as nuts about cats as Mama. Fortunately for me, Mama is teaching her how to treat me nicely... how to pet me, how to brush me and so forth.
After the kids go to bed, I like to snuggle up with Mama while she does her blogging. I sit right next to her right arm and sometimes even on that arm. That's why she sometimes uses the signature: "All typos are the responsibility of my cat." If she doesn't want me snuggling on her arm, I'll move down to her feet. She usually doesn't mind if I sit there.
That's it – my typical day.
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