Everyone has been telling me how good the last Buttons story was, and the cat has been deprived of bloggy attention as of late. And hey, he just unofficially turned 1 – we don’t know when his exact birthday is due to whoever dropped him at the SPCA not giving them said info. So here’s another Butt-Butt story.
We bought a futon when we got our place in Ithaca, because we needed a couch AND a bed for when company comes. Got a nice one, and my mom bought us a cover that looks nice and is sufficiently heavy duty and all of that. It was only after we got Buttons that we realized the futon cover was also of the consistency that’s perfect for cat clawing – not only because Buttons goes nuts for it, but because it really doesn’t tear or rip or look odd after he’s clawed it. So we’ve never cared much.
After the move to NYC, Buttons had to get re-acquainted with things and find new ways to keep himself entertained now that I wasn’t going to be around all day. Many of the windows are high and not a great view, so that’s become a less interesting option for him. Closets are lots of fun but as usual filled with crap. Laundry bags are interesting but not around often enough. So what’s a poor lonely cat to do?
Apparently get recruited by the CIA. There’s a small lip of cushion that hangs off the front of the futon, maybe 3 inches wide. Buttons has gotten in the habit of walking under the lip, flipping over, attaching his claws to the underside of the cushion, and ceiling-walking across the couch. His legs are just long enough so that he IS suspended in the air by an inch or so. If he gets to the other end and he’s not bored, he will turn around – still in midair – and go back the way he came. This will repeat until he gets bored and runs off on his own or someone hits the alarm (which involves looking at him) and he runs back to base with a FISSION MAILED.
It’s worth noting he doesn’t care if anyone is sitting on the couch at the time, he honestly couldn’t care either way. So in conclusion, yes, my cat is nuts – in a good way.
Author: Dan Dickinson
Buttons Antics
I have a fairly comfy chair for my desk with the computer on it. Frequently Buttons will jump on my lap and start clawing at my legs through my pants to say “Hey, Daddy, get the hell out of my chair”, at which point I switch to the little rolling kneel-style chair and he’s content. But I’ve quickly caught onto this and have been yielding the chair less and less lately.
So after dinner, I had a little chocolate bar and left the wrapper on my TV tray in the short term. Buttons had already stolen my spot on the couch so I moved over to the computer.
About ten seconds later, I see him up on the TV tray, knocking the wrapper on the floor, and then jumping down to lick at it. I immediately get up – “Buttons, no, don’t do that” and pick up the wrapper. I turn back around and notice that a certain cat has jumped into my chair.
I can’t believe I just got owned by my cat.
Location Comparision Table
Things I Missed In NYC
Katie and Buttons, obviously
The ability to get places easily.
Pizza at Forno Italia
A decent bed
TV, PS2, a computer that doesn’t blow
AM New York and NY1
My RSS aggregator
Things I Didn’t Miss About NYC
MTA breakdowns
People on the subway who shout for your attention so you can give them money
The goddamned cold
The service at King China Buffet
Having to use Eckerd’s as a pseudo-bank
Things I Miss About SF
Kicking ass at the show
Playing on an honest to god IIDX machine
60� weather
Folks
Things I Don’t Miss About SF/Cali
The overly-anal security at SFO
Aggressive bums
Hotel snafus, including the DOUBLE DARE SHOWER
That feeling I get at every expo where I think my legs are going to fall off being nicely joined by the feeling of my arms falling off
Just thought this would be a nice (and mostly-pointless) comparison.