My regular, once-a-week, Wednesday weekly post: How the hell am I supposed to get anything done?
Wednesday, July 10, 2013 at 11:01PM 
When I rescued this black cat over 12 years ago from the impending purple tag about to signal death by "euthanasia" for him, I brought him into this room and said, "Jim, this office is yours now, too." He knew exactly what I had said and he took me seriously. And don't think he wasn't grateful. Some people think cats can't be grateful, but they are wrong. Jim knew I had rescued him, he was grateful and from that day to the present, we have been bonded at the soul.
What a buddy he is! What a good friend!
But why did I have to tell him this office was his, too?
He thinks that means he can sit down between my keyboard and monitor any time he wants. And he wants any time. I have not yet figured how quite how he does it, but often he will sit down, right here, and all of a sudden, even if I had not opened it before, iTunes will open in the background and Alison Kraus will start to sing, "As I went down to the river to pray..."
It happens again and again and again. I cannot figure out how he does it.
I have become pretty adept at peering around him when I am adjusting photos or writing, but every now and then it becomes just too hard and I have to pick him up, set him down on the floor or sit him in his own chair. Usually, within two minutes, he pops right back up onto my desk and places himself in this same spot.
That's why I wonder whatever possessed me to give him half ownership in this office.
Yet, a deal is a deal. I can't renege now.
Well, I'm back to posting just once a week now... except that today, I took another study series I must post. I have to. I have no choice. I was going to do it tonight, but it would take too long. Maybe tomorrow.
I don't know. Depends. I must post it, though.
Reader Comments (5)
You gave permission - so, basically you saved your own sanity.
Because, regardless of your intent, he would have owned your office if he'd wanted... amirite?
Jim Slim many toes! Purrrr
Jim & I would get along well for he has excellent taste in music as well as bloggers. Does he ever choose ' When You Say Nothing At All'?
Rebecca
NC
Not telling Jim that was his office too, wouldn't have made a difference Bill. I didn't give permission to my Bits, & he thinks he owns both me & my computer. Jim is very polite, Bits lays directly on my keyboard & causes all kinds of interesting things to happen - like shutting the computer completely down or opening 52 programs i have to then delete, with no more than a twitch of his left ear. He refuses to tell me how to do it myself. If I'm in the middle of something important, I hold my arm out, my hand against his chest & say no. That works for a few minutes, then as soon as my attention goes back for a second, he sneaks up & triumphantly pounces/leaps over the arm I've still got extended as a barrier, right onto the keyboard ultimately destroying whatever I've been doing. :-) What can I say? We love them without measure and are willing to take whatever they dish out. LOL! Love that Jim!
Dogs have people. Cats have staff. Jim has you pegged! Sometimes bribery works.......just saying.
kalamahina - I had no blog and there was no Facebook back then, thanks to the Sun, you witnessed the whole drama and heartache that led to my adoption of Jim Slim Many Toes. In some ways, I suppose, you could I thus saved my own sanity - but that presumes I now possess sanity. I'm hot sure I do.
Would he have still owned my office? That's a good question. Little Guy had owned my office prior to Jim, but none of the other cats who lived here did, even though some would have liked to. Now its Jim and Chicago. Only Jim owns the office. It is true, though, that when we first brought Pistol-Yero home, he was denied office ownership, but he really wanted it and launched a campaign to get it. It was a long campaign, but he was tireless, undaunted and relentlessly determined until the day came when I yielded and gave him a stake in the office with Jim and I. Of course, I am not certain if Pistol would have been so determined to get it had he not seen Jim going in and out at will.
Rebecca - he does have good taste, but he has never chosen, "When You Say Nothing At All?"
Katzkids - That's why you are part of the Katzkids, rather than the Katz being your kids.
MrsGunka - Jim does have me pegged - but I've got him pegged, too, We are a team. He is a very special cat. I have never known another cat like him.