Why Is This?

At 5:30 this morning, Bugs was thundering around the place yelling pretty much at the top of his lungs.



At 7:10 this morning, with me having done or changed nothing other than sitting up and opening this computer:

That’s for me to know, and for you to find out.

The chew marks on the bookcase are his, not mine.

About nadbugs

Anita loves cats. This must be because she, too, has had nine lives. She’s been dancing since she could walk, she was a commercial artist and advertising producer, she earned a third-degree black belt in Aikido, she is a drummer with the Afrique Aya Dance Company, she is an attorney, and she’s a meditator and a devoted student of Nonviolent Communication. She also spent one lifetime sidelined with a devastating back injury in 1992. Since then – FELDENKRAIS METHOD® to the rescue. The FELDENKRAIS METHOD is all about dreaming concretely – thinking intelligently and independently by way of a gracious and kind physicality. The work affords all who study it a process by which to reach, with movement, into the mind and the heart, to make nine lives into one whole being.
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13 Responses to Why Is This?

  1. Dakota says:

    Bugs needs to meet Cody. Cody was “thundering” at 4am…he does this every morning between 3 and 4 in his quest for food. All it earns him is a trip into my office with the door closed behind him.

    So Bugs has a hankering for wood???? lol

    • nadbugs says:

      Chew. Gnaw. Let’s see if it’s good. Even if it’s not good. Rend. Tear. Gnaw.

      And as for the trip to the office, well, you still have to get up. So Cody’s effort has not been wasted. Very much not wasted. Power has been exerted.

  2. typist for JhaJha, the Petite Panther says:

    Before the sun came up, JhaJha was trying to convince me to go haul in a wildebeest or something. I need more sleep before I can properly translate the rest of her comments for you. Back later…

    • nadbugs says:

      Awaiting, eagerly as ever, Madam Typist. And while I wait, let me just say: That’s what I love about this blog thing. COMPANIONSHIP.

  3. Eleanor says:

    My guys are bizarrely well behaved in the mornings, not cat-like at all. They only get ‘shouty’ if we really over sleep. We keep them out of our bedroom – I thought that that would actually make them worse (not being able to see us), but they seem quite content to laze around and wait for us to appear. I’ve never had such laid-back cats.

  4. Mine start the chorus of complaints AFTER I get up. Because angry peeing is silent.

  5. Oh boy, don’t I know about the WHHHHHYYYYYYY? cries. Thankfully, Link is more of a chirper than a meower. However, when he gets in the car he cries, cries, cries. Once his Diddy couldn’t find his way around a city, and he swore Link was yelling, LOOOOOST! We’re LOOOOOST!

    • nadbugs says:

      You are so kind to your beans, Link. . . . and I just know your “LOOOOOST” directions beat out the Garmin lady’s despairing bot-cries: “reCALculating you useless idiots you never listen to a word I say I don’t know why I bother. . . .”

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  7. Melanie says:

    I am convinced that they’re trying to test the depth of your devotion to them. Will she get up, even though I can tell she’s barely conscious? Will she feed me? Will she get mad at me if I make her trip as she shambles her way to the food closet?

    No, I know nothing of this at all.

    • nadbugs says:

      I can tell. It’s a complete and astonishing revelation to you. You never heard of anything like this. You’re experiencing complete beginner’s mind. Full of life’s wonder, all magical, mysterious. Freshly minted. Never happened before.

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