As you can guess from the title, we have recently switched up our apartment situation. We moved literally a mile down the road, and are now living in a 2 bedroom apartment, and we now have a roommate. Apollo loves this, because it means extra attention opportunities as well as extra meal opportunities. That manipulative little creature has learned how to play on our pity emotions, and has tricked us into many extra food scoops. Myself, Boyfriend, and Roommate all have different school/work/activity schedules, and in turn tend to wake up at different times in the morning. Apollo caught on to this quite quickly. So at 7am, when roommate is getting ready for class, he marches over to her, screams in his little pitiful meow, and demands breakfast. He then gets right to work polishing off that bowl, as well as any crumbs that might have fallen on the floor in his food frenzy. An hour or so later, boyfriend wakes up and is greeted by a sad little fat cat with an empty food dish and a very convincing cry for food. So he gets another scoop. And he'll do the same thing in the evenings while waiting for dinner. Every other cat I've known will stop eating food when they're full. Apollo, however, stops eating only when the dish is empty, and then he demands more.
For a couple days, we tried verbally checking with each other whether he was fed already, but that doesn't always work when someone is in class, at work, or forgets their phone. So he was still managing to get extra food, and we were always left wondering if kitten needed mealtime. So I found a solution. I drew up a special "Kitty Mealtime Checklist," which is now taped up on the wall right above his food dish. It comes complete with a pen hanging from the counter next to it, so we can always make use of it. Now we never have to question whether the cat is messing with our minds, or whether he really is a starving little Apollo-pants. I don't know what's worse; the fact that the cat is that good at tricking us, or the fact that we have to keep a checklist for his dinnertimes.
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| The checklist that we now have to use, since apparently the Cat is incapable of pacing himself on meals. |
In addition to his ever-present food demands, he's also found a few new ways to occupy himself. There is a fireplace at the new apartment, which he figured out how to get into, and left some charming little ashy paw prints all over the living room area. The apartment also has a bit of a loop to it. There's a sunroom that connects the living/dining room to our bedroom, so Apollo runs laps around this, and gets himself all worked up. When he's in the right mood, he will arch his back, poof up his tail, spike up his back fur, and prances around sideways at people, then jumps up to "attack" before sprinting away at roughly 90 miles an hour. And this isn't just a one-and-done type of attack. He will do this over and over and over for a half hour until he's all tuckered out.
I have plenty more stories about some of Apollo's recent actions, including the unspeakable destruction that he did to our bed. But I'll hold off on those for the next post, and leave you with a few awesome pictures that I've taken over the last couple months.
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| We were watching a movie, and Apollo found the PERFECT viewing spot. Nice and warm, great screen view, and within arm's reach to get head scratches from me. |
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| Apollo has a new best friend for the winter. It's name is Heating Blanket. If it is turned on, Apollo will not move. For hours. Even if it's bedtime and you want to move your legs. It's just not allowed when kitteh and blanket are together. |
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| Apollo loves new people! Even when being pinned down on someone's lap much like a rag doll or teddy bear, he just kinda goes with it. He's even got his little toesies in the air! As long as he gets extra attention, he'll do almost anything. This is also the night we found out Apollo is both fascinated by and terrified of wheelchairs. They make great kitty forts to sit under and rub gums on...until the fort starts moving! |
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| Sprawling out in the armchair that he stole from me. Apparently I'm not allowed to sit in it today. |
