Living with two very energetic cats can definitely affect your sleeping patterns. Ludo and Wally just recently celebrated their 2nd birthday. In cat years, that is supposedly around 24 human years. I guess in some ways they do act like a pair of partying college students, but sometimes I think they act more like toddlers.
Especially Wallowitz. He is super playful, and will play with just about anything, even a speck of dust on the floor. He still likes to attack my feet under the covers, whereas Ludo grew out of that phase at about 9 months old.
Wally is tiny too. I call him my forever kitten, because even though he is 2, he is still very small and acts like a playful little kitten. He looks even smaller next to Ludo (who is pretty large anyway).
The lion and the kitten.
They love to chase each other and wrestle, especially all over the large master bedroom and up and down the stairs, and especially at night when you are trying to sleep. It sounds a bit like rolling thunder on the the hardwood floors.
Ludo is also a very vocal cat, probably the most vocal cat I have ever owned, and he is always hungry. He likes to start meowing at around 5 in the morning and sometimes earlier, he really wants to let you know that he would like something to eat. He is not a quiet boy.
Most of the time I sleep fairly well, but sometimes they are extra playful and will be running around at all hours of the night, and it makes it very difficult to sleep. Like last night.
I did not want to get out of bed this morning, I was so tired. So tired, in fact, that I nearly made a fool out of myself today. I dressed for work, and I usually don’t like to put on my heels until right before I leave, because I don’t feel like walking around in heels. So I’ll wear my house slippers until I put my work shoes on. This morning, I was ready to leave. I turned off the lights, grabbed my lunch box and pumpkin pie smoothie, opened the garage door and got into my car. I was about to start the car when I realized that I was still wearing my pink fuzzy house slippers.
They definitely didn’t match the slacks and blouse I was wearing, and I’m pretty sure they are not considered business-casual, so I quickly ran inside and changed my shoes.
It takes me an hour to get to work with Austin traffic, so I’m glad that I figured out then, and not while I was in transit!
I can only imagine what kind of crazy things would happen if we had kids instead of cats…