It appears some cats maybe most, keep tabs on their people. I have told you about cats accompanying their owners on walks. Some, I've heard, wait for their person, child or adult, to
finish showering right by the door.
So does Tom, my good friend. When he is admitted in mornings, he marches to the inside garage
door before me to turn off the switch to the front yard light. Satisfied, he comes back in and
jumps on the dryer in the utility room for his breakfast. Yes, up off the floor. Cat food draws
ants if any are lurking behind the molding.
He also waits for me to make the bed and get dressed for the day. After that, it appears he wants me
to escort him into the back rooms, even on into the utility room where he has another go at his
breakfast. He eats in small increments at a time.
Today, he spoke most insistently, loud and bossy, even. It wasn't food. He didn't want out, certainly.
He jumped up on the bench that goes with the electronic organ. I petted him and rubbed his jaws.
Apparently, I hadn't done it when I first started the day, and he seemed satisfied afterward.
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