tracking my cat

There are many days and nights when I am at home alone and I have no idea where my cat is. I often joke that I just sit at home with my cat like the spinster that I am, but the sad truth of the matter is that my cat has a more active social life than I do!

But now I may have a solution. Sony have developed a cat collar that posts on twitter what your cat is up to. Check it out here.

This collar can also post to a blog and actually post photos, recognise other cats your cat is friends with, and has a GPS tracker so you can see where your cat goes. I think it is a fantastic idea! Once they make the technology small enough so that it is comfortable I am going to get one for Winston!

my cat

Something has changed in my cat, Winston, lately.

He is more playful - absolutely loving his tunnel! Pouncing in to it, going through the middle holes (and getting kind of stuck), and wanting me to play with him. It is very cute! The photo above is of Winston in his tunnel - he is often upside down trying the grab the feather thing that we play with! Notice the fangs on him - so adorable!

But even cuter is his new sleeping habit. Usually Winston will sleep down the end of the bed, or in the middle (with me wrapping my body around him so that he isn't disturbed), or even just stay out on the couch. But lately he is sleeping right up against my waist or chest. It is so very cute! And this morning he woke up a couple of times, would sit there and look at me, realise that I was still sleeping and so he would curl up again. Then when my alarm went off he sat up and gently tapped me on the nose (without his claws out!)!

He really is my most favourite of cats!

green with envy

I envy people who are able to get paid doing something they love.
I envy people who have thorough and devoted support networks to help them and look after them.
I envy people who are truly happy.
I envy people who have true companionship.

I work in a not always positive environment where there are sometimes bitchy, or at least not very nice, comments thrown my way. My work is un-stimulating and slightly frustrating. And most times if you walk into my section it is dead silent. People in other sections refer to it as The Morgue.

I have a pile of washing up to do, a pile of ironing to do, I need to clean my bath, wash my bike, and generally try and keep my house clean. There are many people who don't have to do all of this on their own. Some people don't have to do any of it because they have wives or husbands (or maids) who do it for them. I often wish I had some help.

Sometimes I feel happy, and other times I don't feel happy. Are there people in the world who are truly happy? Or does that only exist in Disney? I often wish that I was in a Disney film, although admittedly the heroes and heroines in those films aren't always happy. Even when they do get to live happily ever after they've usually gone through a fair amount of heartache to get there (Snow White: poisoned; Sleeping Beauty: pricked her finger; Cinderella: locked up; Jasmine: held captive; Belle: attacked by wolves; Ariel: almost drowned; Pocahontas: causes a friends death; Mulan: gets attacked by Huns...you get the idea).

True companionship - humph! I can barely get my cat to stay in my apartment with me. I haven't had a decent date in almost two years, and I've never had an 'official' boyfriend. So yes, I envy those who are fortunate enough to have a true companion. Someone to share joys and sorrows with, someone to walk along the path that is life with.

I envy.

home decorating

When I got home from work today I did some home decorating! I bought some vinyl decals from Ebay last week, and they arrived today so I put them up straight away.
We have a lovely Cherry Blossom tree for my bathroom.

And a lovely city-scape shot of Paris on my bedroom window (with my Cat approving).
While I was putting up the Cherry Blossom in my bathroom my cat actually started trying to climb it! It was very funny, but of course he stopped by the time I got my camera out.

Both of these items were bought from the Ebay Store "Ozdecocomau".

a thousand years

I don't know what it is, but I sometimes feel as though I could sleep for a thousand years.

Recently my cat has started waking me up at 6:30am so that he can go outside, and from then I really should pull my lazy butt out of bed and start my day, but I just can't bring myself to do it.

Today I would have happily slept until 10am at least! But no, I pulled myself out of bed at 7:15am and came in to work. It is a lovely day outside, but I think there are a few other people at work who would rather be in bed. It's really rather morgue like at my work sometimes. Very quiet, everyone either working hard or pretending they are working hard. Laughter is rare, as are conversations between staff. There is no music, no background noise, if you take a phone call everyone can listen to your conversation. People walk in to our section and I think it freaks them out a little bit that we're always just sitting at our desks not interacting with each other.

It freaks me out.

tuesday morning

It is Tuesday morning, about 9:30am, and I am sitting on my bed with my cat doing some assorted work and stuffing around. Why aren't I at work I hear you ask, well because my hot water system is being replaced and although the plumbers offered to just let themselves in, I thought it was best if I was at home.
Winston (my cat) has been a little weird, he doesn't really like strangers. At the moment he is stretched out with his little hand (paw) on my pen that I had been using. I have no idea what he is planning to do with it, write his memoirs maybe?

When I started this blog I was intending to blog every single day, but unfortunately I have been a little bit slack over the last couple of days. I will blame my friends and all of the alcohol I drank over the weekend at my friends hen's night. It was a very messy night, but I guess what is youth for if not to get a little messy every now and then?

I also failed miserably in my declaration to not talk to my crush at all. I was going alright, there was even one stage when we were both in the kitchen at work and I didn't say anything I just filled up my water bottle, but then he asked me something and I had to succumb to his charms and talk to him. We then had a very funny interlude as he played an email prank on myself and some fellow coworkers. But then he came to play pool with us at lunch and when it came time to him choosing someone to play with he didn't choose me. Which made me eager to remind myself of my declaration and the fact that boys are poo!

Today I will eventually go into work, because if I don't I will just have a heap more work to do tomorrow, and I will try my best to ignore my crush and do some work. Some of my friends think I should just ask my crush out....I just don't want to have to sit there as he tells me that he's just not that into me.