When at my house, Roxie and Jean Claude have a morning routine. If I am not up by a certain time Roxie jumps on the bed and gets in my face to wake me up. After I go through a couple of my own morning rituals, I go downstairs quickly followed by Jean Claude and Roxie who usually stop to take in a little breakfast and then wait for me to open the back porch door so they can go outside. JC generally likes to go and hang for awhile. When the neighbors let their dogs out and the dogs bark, he sits in the grass unphased, ocassionally dialouginng with birds. Roxie of course is well sheself. Of late she’s taken to plopping on my easy chair in my outdoor sitting room underneath the back porch. Just chillin.
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Cats are often known to sleep 80 percent of the day. Ok I heard that somewhere. Animal Planet?? Maybe. I don’t know I don’t get the impression that Roxie and Jean Claude ever sleep – at least not while at my house. Racket, hissing, meowing,preening and request for play go on all night long . Maybe they sleep at CCL’s. In fact, Roxie seems to enjoy watching late night television with me. She has of late become a fan of the “The Nanny.” Also as my Tivo is not working properly I have taken to using Namaste Yoga DVDs. Roxie usually walks the mat – I guess to supervise as she clearly is a yoga fanatic. I often catch her in full and unique pose by the stairs – stretched in Supta Badda Konasana (bent angle pose) or classic cat pose.
As many of you who read this blog regularly know, Roxie and Jean Claude have two residences: my house and my daughter CCL’s house. CCL was to pick them up from my house Thursday night. Yet as I write this blog Roxie is watching the computer screen intently, perhaps trying to see what I write about her and JC. Yep, they are still here. Although still is not the operative word. Yesterday morning they were fighting like cats and dogs. I say dogs because Jean Claude , a black Bombay, thinks he’s a dog. It was quite a fight – lots of running, leaping screeching, meowing and clawing and fur flying everywhere, mostly Jean Claude’s. Roxie is pretty feisty. Still?? Earlier this morning I went to get one of my winter tops out of the closet. The tops are usually stacked neatly on top of shelf in the closet but Jean Claude has a habit of pulling them out as if sorting them for something to wear. Sure enough, tops scattered everywhere on the closet floor and a sky blue velour top I like is no where to be found. There I said it. Sorry JC now the world knows your secret. JC also knocked down a bag containing CCL’s jewelry wrapped in plastic and began playing with the plastic . He then went to get him something to eat and demanded (by patting on the front window blinds ) I raise the blinds so he could see out the front window. So despite the clothing and jewelry fetish, Jean Claude is all male. In fact he spends a great deal of time in his cave.