Okay, my cat is really cute, sweet, and loving but where does she go? By go I mean where does she do her business?
This morning she's wanting to go out but when I open the door to the kitchen to let her out to "go" she won't go. It's very cold. It's 23º F. outside. I just noticed that Fargo, North Dakota is 20º F. this morning. I just heard on the radio that it's 14º wind chill this morning.
I have her kitty pot out in the garage because I don't want the smell and the mess in the house. I keep going to the kitchen door and she runs to the door only to stop and sit on the door mat, wagging her tail. I open the door and she wiggles her nose. She actually went out once but came right back inside. Oh, the mystical thoughts of cats in catdom.
In the moments I'm not trying to understand the body language of our cat, TootCee, I actually got to type on my blog. Finally she jumped up on the top of my PC and that seems to indicate she's serious about something. I'm not sure what that something is, yet. She knows if she hopes on top of the PC or in front of me while I'm typing she gets my full attention. After shooing her off the top of the PC, I went to the kitchen door again and opened it and this time she went out.
Below is a photo of TootCee playing with me while I'm typing on my Mac. Crazy cat.