The Cat Logic of Tom and Jerry

Jerry

Cat Logic: Every morning I give my cats,Tom and Jerry, a half can of cat food. Jerry wolfs his down in minutes. Tom, on the other hand, nibbles and comes back later. Later, Jerry eats the rest of Tom's food.

Tom

Sometimes I give them both an entire can of cat food. Again Jerry gobbles most of it, quickly. 5:00 pm...there is still half a can of food in their bowls. I just throw it out and give them Kibbles and bits... Tom will then scream at me for several minutes. Cats, what are they...

I hear that Toilet water is just as tasty...Hey, I'm easy to please.

Why do I feel I am easy to please? Well, because I do.

Five years ago, I purchased a water fountain so that my cats, Tom and Jerry could have fresh water to drink. I had a non-electric water fountain, with a two quart reservoir. The water in that device lasted quite a few days, but it had no filter, and Jerry, I have no idea what goes through that cat’s mind, would scoop up, in his paw, cat food and drop it into the water bowl. So, I had to clean it more often than not.

 Anyway, I got that water fountain working and Jerry loved it. Tom, on the other hand, about 10 years ago I took a 30 day drive across the country and back. My sister was kind enough to spend those days, staying at my house watching over everything and feeding the cats. For whatever reason, when I got back home, I noticed that Tom was drinking out of the toilet. I asked my sister what happened and she just shrugged her shoulders and said, “…water is water.”

A few months ago the pump on the water fountain died. From time to time, I would clean the crud from around the vents to keep the pump running. (I was watching a YouTube video the other day and found out that I could have taken the pump completely apart to clean it out. I wish I knew that then). That is probably the reason why it died, not cleaned enough and its little heart (pump) couldn’t take it.

What I didn’t like about the cat water fountain, Jerry would stick his head under the flowing water and get his head nice and wet. Then he would come and sit on my lap. Nice. Now, with the water not flowing anymore, Jerry continued to drink from it but I would have to clean it more often because it seemed like the water looked grittier than normal. Plus, it had a ton of food and cat hair in it.

Earlier on, I had checked the internet for a business that sold the pump. At the time, I went to Amazon to check. They had a ton of pumps but none that would fit my particular cat water fountain. I didn’t manage to find a site in England. So, I kind of gave up. I felt as long as Jerry was drinking water I was happy. I noticed, a week or so ago, I had closed the toilet lid and forgotten to open it and saw Tom drinking from the cat fountain. But as soon as I opened the toilet lid, he was back. Old 

habits, apparently, never die.

This past week I tried again looking for a pump. I figured that it would totally cheaper to get a pump than buying a new water fountain, considering, that when I purchased the water fountain the price was over $50! It helped that I had had a few gift cards to bring the price down. Now, that same fountain sells for $44. At Amazon, I found the pump that works for that particular fountain, but of course, it was currently unavailable. And there was another pump but reviewers were saying that they had to jury-rig the pump so that it would fit and work.

I thought what the heck and decided to go with the company that had one. I hate to buy from companies that I have never done business with. But heck, for $14, plus shipping and handling…I needed that pump. Unlike anything from Amazon, I was told that it would take 10 to 15 days to get to me. I could wait. But, I was surprised that it only 4 days to get to me…surprise!

Anyhow, the pump is running and water is flowing. Jerry is still sticking his head under the flow and Tom is still drinking out of the toilet. Me, on the other hand, I felt like something wonderful was accomplished. Walked around with my head held high, my chest sticking out, and both thumbs up! Feeling proud that the Cat water fountain was working. Yes, I am easy to please…as long as my cats are pleased and happy, or at least one of them is.

WHY...

Why do my cats love to sit or sleep within and around my shoes…?

Why do my cats throw-up in my shoes?

Why do my cats, especially Jerry, only wants to sit on my lap when I am writing, like right now?

Why does Jerry want to sit on my lap when Tom is resting peacefully on my lap?

Why is Tom sitting in that box, one of those awful cat traps?

Why is it when I don’t get up early enough, Tom goes into the bathroom and knocks over the trashcan?

Why when the alarm goes off, 60 seconds later when I open my eyes, Tom is inches from my face?

Why does Tom punch me in the mouth the second thing after the alarm goes off? Oh right, he’s hungry.

Why does Tom argue with me every day? I can’t get him to shut up.

Why does Tom eat out of Jerry’s bowl and Jerry eats out of Tom’s bowl, when no one is looking?

Why, first thing in the morning, is Tom’s bowl empty and Jerry’s half filled?

Why is it when I sleep on my side, and I am only four inches wide at my shoulders, and Jerry only has four feet, why does he take eight steps to walk over me?

Why do I let my cats walk all over me?

Why does Tom sleep between my legs, when I like to roll from my left to my right in the middle of the night? Oh, now I remember, because he knows I will lay there and not kick him off my bed.

Why, when Tom sleeps between my legs, do I slowly as I can slide my leg by Tom so I don’t wake him, causing my leg to cramp up every time?

Why is it when I am watching TV and both or one or the other, is sitting on my lap and I have to go to the bathroom, I just sit there and suffer, because I don’t want to wake them because they are so cute?

Why do these cats eat plastic? Especially when I forget to put the bags up? I don’t need a sick cat on my hands.

Why do I hear Jerry, and sometimes Tom, run from the kitchen, around the living room, then up the stairs into the bedroom and back downstairs and in the Media room like nothing has happened?

Why does Tom run up the stairs, like a madman, (mad cat), jump up onto my bed and use his claws to stop? My down blanket is down 50% of its feathers.  I have sewn it up so many times the comforter is starting to look like Frankenstein’s blanket!

Why does Tom always try to hump Jerry? Heck, they were both neutered when they were young. So where does that come from?

Why does Tom hump Jerry? That’s when the fight starts.

Why do Tom and Jerry start to play and a minute later…the fight starts?

Why does Jerry always grab the door knob to the basement, and then look at me? Oh right, I usually, without fail, get up and open the door.

Why when I open the basement door Jerry never goes down? Tom, on the other hand, runs from were ever he is and charges down into the basement. I wonder what the heck are they doing down there?

Why is it that when Jerry goes down the stairs, after sitting in front of the door for about 10 minutes he goes down into the basement, then runs back upstairs like something is chasing him? Oh wait, its Tom chasing him.

Why are Tom and Jerry so funny at times? Oh right, they’re cats!

Why do I love Tom and Jerry? Oh yeah, because…cats!

Does anything work around here?

 I just realize why the scanner on my printer isn't working. I saw Tom, my cat, sitting on top of it looking out the window. Thanks Tom. 

I want to thank my wonderful cat, Tom, for waking me up this morning. He usually, after the alarm goes off, jumps on the bed and tries to pull the covers off of me. Then he nuzzles his head into my arms. But today, he decided to sneeze into my face. That woke me up!

To Poop or, whatever...

Of all the kitty-cat things: my ding-bat cat Tom will not drink from that Cat Fountain, I got for both cats a few years ago. There is a bathroom next to the Laundry room, where the cats litter box is located. For the longest time I thought Tom drank out of that toilet, only because I see him, actually, drink out of the toilet next to my computer room.

He may or may not drink out of the first toilet, but for the longest time I always see cat litter in the toilet. I had never really thought much about it. I figured that he would put his paws on the edges of the water and drink. I am finding out that is not the case, though.

My cats love to come into the bathroom as I sit on the toilet it never fails. I try to sneak up on Jerry, but he runs as if the cops are coming for him, cat-tus interruptus… Tom, on the other hand doesn’t give a poop. I usually never go in their room to spy on them but I was walking by and Tom was standing at the rim of the toilet. He was dipping his paws into the water, I would have to conjecture, washing his tiny paws off after he finished using his litter box.

I would guess, then, he wasn’t drinking out of the toilet in his toilet room, just dipping his feet in the toilet. However, he is still drinks out of the toilet I use most often than not. I don’t get that cat. If I close the toilet seat, he would rather die of thirst than drink out of that water fountain I have set up with both cats. Oh well

The fly...

It was nice and toasty, in my house, this morning. I got a roaring fire going right now. So warm there was a fly flying (a sky raisin) around in my bathroom. I was wondering why the cat was sitting there. something he doesn't do much of.

I swatted at it a few times and it flew to the floor and stayed there, much to the surprise of Jerry, the fat cat. He chased it around for a few minutes...then ate it. I heard that sky raisins were tasty for cats and he seemed to enjoy one of his favorite treats.

Happy Birthday, Tom and Jerry!

Two brothers -- It's a love hate relationship

I cleaned out Jerry's water fountain yesterday. Scrubbed it clean, changed the filter and filled it with nice clean water. He loves it even more now, because every time I sit down he runs and jumps in my lap and his face is soaking wet. He would rather drink from the stream then out of the water bowl.

Not only that, since yesterday, as clean as it is, the water is coming out harder and further out into the water bowl, below. Now it sounds like someone taking a piss every minute of the day! Talk about annoying! I can hear it even when I am watching the boob tube.

I don’t have to worry about Tom; he could care less about that $100 cat fountain. He gets his water from the toilet. I once closed the lids and he acted like he was dying. He made it an issue that I open his water dish so he can stay hydrated. He whines a lot.

Tom

Anyway, October is Tom and Jerry’s birth month. I have no real idea what day they were born. I got them in early November and they were about 6 weeks old. So, say Happy Birthday to my two fat cats – Tom and Jerry! 

Jerry

Tom and Jerry

Sleepyhead Tom

Jerry hiding

I laid down to take a nap, earlier today. So, I layed on my right side, unbeknownst to me my cat, Tom, would join me for his daily nap, and proceed to lay with his butt near my face...anyway, I digress. When I woke up my left shoulder was hurting as if I had laid on my left side. What's up with that? I am wired weird in my old age. Go figure.

Is that a cat or a fur ball?

"I don't get it... I brush the cat and get another cat of fur in the process. Two minutes later he jumps on my lap, I rub him and get another handful of loose fur flying all over the place. What's up with that??"



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In the heat of the night...wait, what?

It getting to the end of summer and it is getting cooler, most nights. The last two days it has gotten down into the 50s, well, last night it was only 47 degrees. I usually keep my window open and the fan going, also. But, last night I turned the fan on to just the No.1 setting, the lowest. I usually have it on high, but, only because it has been the hottest summer on record.

Of all these summer days and nights, I usually don’t see my cats, Tom and Jerry until the morning and it’s usually just Tom. He tries to wake me up about 6 am, my alarm goes off at 7 am. For whatever reason, I would wake up about that time and Tom would try his best to get me out of the bed by slapping me in my face, until I roll over and face away from his attacks. Jerry, on the other had would sit on the floor and then jump on the bed when I throw the cover off of me.

Yesterday, though, I got into bed about 12:20 am or so and curled up under my blanket to end my day and fall off into dream world. Five minutes or so later, Tom jumped onto my bed and curled up next to my legs. Two minutes or so after that Jerry decided that he was sleeping with, on me too, and he curled up way to close to my face.

For whatever reason he sometimes lays, face first and usually putting his paws on my arm, digging his claws into my flesh every now and then. Tom, on the other hand, likes to lay over the edge of the bed with his butt near my face and tail beating my in the face.

Anyway, around two o’clock it started to get cold. Now, I lay on my back most of the time and this time Tom decided to lay in between my legs. That meant I couldn’t roll over without kicking him off the bed. On top of that he was laying on the extra blanket I had covering my feet. I was just covered with a blanket and a top sheet and I was starting to feel the cold. But, since I didn’t want to wake that darn cat I just fell back to sleep, cold does that to you.

This past night I thought way ahead and pulled the comforter onto the rest of the bed. I wasn’t going to be cold this night. I again turned on the fan and the window was opened, I do this so the cats can watch whatever is going on all night long. Anyway, I noticed Tom sitting on the ledge looking out of the window, not at all interested in me. As I laid there, under my three blankets I started to get hot, even with the fan on and the window open. That was strange.

A few minutes later I heard Tom jump down from the window ledge and then jump onto the bed. He took his usual position, next to my legs and curled up trying to find that heat coming off of my body. Jerry joined in a few minutes later. 

This morning I heard that it got down to 47 degrees! It’s that time of the year where the temperature will drop day after day. Checking the news, weather, it’s going to be in the 80s next week. Right now it’s 73, even though it feels warmer, well warmer in the sun. It’s bright sunny day today, Great Football weather.

It shouldn’t be to cool tonight, I just checked, only 57 degrees, not bad, unless you like laying in bad with your cats snuggles between your legs and the other cat with its butt near your face. But, I will be warm.

Play ball...

Facebook: "I have finally seen the process...You throw the ball to the cat, the leaps for it, wrestles with the ball and then pushes it under the sofa, never to be played with again. Or until I decide to lift the sofa and take out the other 20 ball stuck under there."



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