Caturday 22: Odd Feline and Odd Human Ducks

This is Lacey — every single morning and now most nights too. I get up, perform my ablutions, sit in my computer chair, and this is what I see.

She wants me to feed her kibble, just her regular dry food, by hand.

If my morning routine, which I assure you is quite brief, takes longer than she wishes, she begins to bite my legs, even before I sit down.

I have a dry food container by the computer. I take out 3 bits at a time and put them beside her on the floor. She consumes them and waits for more. We do this again and again until she is sated.

She will then go sleep it off somewhere.

Perhaps in my chair.

Perhaps in her window perch in which her large self spills over the edges.

Or most likely, she goes back downstairs since she has no further use for me for the time being. I have served my function until I am pressed into service once again.

That service will occur closer to bedtime when we must do it all again. At least this is the pattern that is developing.

This nighttime ritual must occur after I have filled her dish which is in the other room perhaps just 20ft away. She can go to said dish at any time day or night, but come morning or evening, I must feed her by hand regardless.

I must add to the dish even though it is full. Sometimes, I just shake up what is already there. So far, she falls for this maneuver.

She will consume some nourishment from her dish, but within minutes, Lacey will be back by my feet repeating the pose in the first photo.

Lacey is the oddest cat ever.

Speaking of odd cats, here are a couple of very odd ducks, doing their daily selfie.

Have a good day and weekend wherever you may be.