Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Here kitty kitty

Freeman has a theory that all pets are normal until they come to live with me.  He feels there is something about me that causes my pets to become more and more freak-like every day.  I would love to disagree with him, but my pets continually provide fodder for his theory. 
Lately Cleo (a.k.a. Wonder Kitty) has become, well, a little nutty.
She comes to visit me every morning while I am getting ready in the bathroom.  A few months ago she was all about playing in the shower after I had finished taking one.  Since I got rid of the old shower mat she has lost all interest.  (My theory is the old shower mat collected all kinds of good smelling bacteria and grew yucky gross stuff that attracted her because of the smell.  Since I got rid of the old one and the new one doesn’t smell, she doesn’t see any reason to go in the shower.) Instead of waiting for me to get out of the shower, it seems she has discovered the mirror.  More specifically, it seems she has discovered herself in the mirror. 
Every day, as I take my shower, she comes into the bathroom, jumps up on the counter, looks at herself and immediately starts letting out these blood curdling meows.  She sounds as though I am attacking her.  As if she is experiencing the worst kind of kitty abuse imaginable.  I tell her to stop, I yell at her to get over it; short of covering the mirror I am not sure how to handle this problem.
It wouldn’t bother as much if I wasn’t totally aware that my neighbors can hear her.  The bathroom is right next to the hallway and her voice carries.  Also, there is something about the bathrooms that allows sound to travel more effectively between floors. 
I know it her yowling bothers me, I can only imagine how my neighbors feel…(perhaps this is one of the reasons the guy downstairs and guy next door are moving out…)