Katie & Scott & Simon & Cecily.
Vista Media Center is being troublesome and inconsistent.
Also, one of the cats just threw up about 7 times.
It’s late and I want to play some games before going to bed, but I’ve got other things that are a higher priority right now.
I feel cranky, and I don’t particularly like myself when I’m cranky.
At least I got to wear my Scribblenauts hat all day today.
Katie made some Hamburger Helper tonight.
The box says it’s 5 servings, but the two of us handily finished it off with no problems.
Five servings? Really? Maybe for babies. Even excepting the fact that Katie is 1.5 people right now and I’m just a big glutton, it’s still ridiculous to think that we could each eat 2.5 servings without feeling like we overstuffed ourselves.
Serving sizes are some of the biggest deceptions of our lives. Forget political secrets or evolution or global warming or Sasquatch. No company makes accurate serving sizes. For foods that taste great and are bad for you, the servings are always too small. For foods that taste bad and are good for you, the servings are always too big.
Either way, it makes it hard to accurately guess how much food to buy and eat. Did you know that suggested serving sizes even for cats are a lie? Our vet told us that the sizes on the back of the box are high as a ploy so that the companies can sell you more cat food!
So you know what? Ignore the numbers! Cut out the nutritional facts box off of your foods and throw it away! Then, when your doctor tells you you’ve had too many heart attacks, you’ll know you’ve eaten too much!
It’s too easy being healthy these days.
Cats fight, or so I’m told.
Our cats certainly do. They’ll seemingly randomly and suddenly go at each other with no real signs of aggression. No arched backs, hissing, flattened ears.
It’s like if I was eating lunch with a friend of mine, calmly eating my sandwich, looking at him a bit curiously, then suddenly jumping over the table and tackling him.
Our cats then tend to both use the same set of moves, though Princess (using her bulk and laziness to her advantage) tends to be more defensive. The fight will usually commence with Daisy either jumping into Princess, tapping her with an outstretched paw, or attempting to bite one of Princess’s limbs. Princess will usually respond by swatting Daisy away.
Sometimes, though, they’ll just entangle. Daisy will jump on top of Princess and wrap her arms around Princess’s head. Princess will similarly attempt to put Daisy into a headlock. The two will sit there, heads bobbing in an attempt to bite the scruff of the other cat, hind legs churning against the other cat, fur flying into the air. Then, after a few seconds, one of them will let go and they’ll separate, like boxers recovering their breath.
Princess will flop over and look suspiciously at Daisy. Daisy will back up a few paces, still no signs of aggression and either pounce on Princess again or begin licking and grooming herself.
I’m not sure if I’ve ever seen a clear winner in these fights and I’m also unsure if attempting to startle or separate them during a fight would help. They don’t seem to be doing any physical harm to each other and their behavior outside of the fights hasn’t changed.
Are they just having fun, like young siblings that beat each other up for the heck of it? Female roommates solving a temporary territorial dispute? Most of the time they tend to ignore each other, although Daisy has always been a great fan of sniffing Princess’s butt.
I think this is just normal, but what do I know about cats?
Despite having just come back from a four-day vacation, I’m still pretty tired.
There are several things I should do tonight that I have consciously decided to delay until the morning.
One is scooping the litter box. The other is clipping my fingernails.
On second thought, I really should get to that litter box tonight.
What I’d really like is some that ice cream I didn’t finish this past weekend. But it is still in the house near Yosemite! Alas.
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