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A thread dedicated to those moments.
I'll start off. Snit, a cat, felis dementus. Role in life, observing me and what I am doing. Napping, eating, all secondary distractions.
He follows me downstairs. This is an extremely important slice of his life. I may be planning on doing something. Anything. The high point of his career so far. I take the clock off the wall. He gets up on a chair for the unobstructed view. I show him the clock close up. First the front. Huge anime eyes stare intently. Then the back. When I go to remove the battery he puts his fore-paws up on the counter for a closer look. Then I remove the battery. He's staring so intently I'm not sure he is breathing. I take a new battery from a package and hold it up for him to inspect. Then slowly like an illusionist doing sleight of hand in slow motion I install it into the clock. He stares. And stares. Then glances at me: And now what?
I turn the clock around. He moves until his nose almost touches the face. Then ever so slowly his head swivels as he observes the sweep second hand. Around and around they go. Like something from a Cheech and Chong sketch, "Wow man!" After a couple of minutes I got tired of holding the clock and hung it back on the wall. He takes his place on the floor beneath it, still staring intently. I go back up stairs and he glances between me departing and the clock. That sweep second hand wins. For a moment. Just as I am closing the door to my office he comes dashing up: Did I miss anything?
He is now divided between sitting on top of the book case to get a better look at the clock while listening for me to come out of the office. This might keep him entertained for a couple of weeks.
I'll start off. Snit, a cat, felis dementus. Role in life, observing me and what I am doing. Napping, eating, all secondary distractions.
He follows me downstairs. This is an extremely important slice of his life. I may be planning on doing something. Anything. The high point of his career so far. I take the clock off the wall. He gets up on a chair for the unobstructed view. I show him the clock close up. First the front. Huge anime eyes stare intently. Then the back. When I go to remove the battery he puts his fore-paws up on the counter for a closer look. Then I remove the battery. He's staring so intently I'm not sure he is breathing. I take a new battery from a package and hold it up for him to inspect. Then slowly like an illusionist doing sleight of hand in slow motion I install it into the clock. He stares. And stares. Then glances at me: And now what?
I turn the clock around. He moves until his nose almost touches the face. Then ever so slowly his head swivels as he observes the sweep second hand. Around and around they go. Like something from a Cheech and Chong sketch, "Wow man!" After a couple of minutes I got tired of holding the clock and hung it back on the wall. He takes his place on the floor beneath it, still staring intently. I go back up stairs and he glances between me departing and the clock. That sweep second hand wins. For a moment. Just as I am closing the door to my office he comes dashing up: Did I miss anything?
He is now divided between sitting on top of the book case to get a better look at the clock while listening for me to come out of the office. This might keep him entertained for a couple of weeks.
