Olive has structure to her life. She has a routine that she closely follows.
5 a.m. She munches a bit of dry food.
5:10 a.m. Olive jumps on the bed to snuggle in and sleeps with us and stays on the bed after we get up.
9 a.m. She goes to her grassy patch and watches birds through the sliding glass door.
10 a.m. She sleeps on the rug in the sun.
11 a.m. Olive enters my husband’s office to jump on his lap.
2 p.m. Olive walks into the casita and wants me to stop writing. She wants me to read or watch TV on the sofa so she can lay down on my stomach.
4 p.m. It’s time for Friskies ‘Lil Soup. It’s a treat I give her after I call “Kitty Soup” and she answers “Meow-oup.”
And on it goes.
Yesterday there was no kitty on our bed. She didn’t snuggle us. She didn’t try to get on my lap while I write my morning pages. She wasn’t on her grassy patch or in my husband’s office.
She walked nonchalantly into the Casita a few hours later and stood under the end table by the sofa. From there she stared at me. Then she walked away and we haven’t seen her since.
I feel like I’m getting the cold shoulder from our cat. I wonder what did I do wrong to be treated with indifference? Or, perhaps she is reminding me that she’s a cat.
What are your pets’ routines? Do you think something is wrong when they vary from routines?