Eddy turns 16 years old today. I don’t know how she’s able to tolerate this crew of foolish, fantastical felines, but she does her very best every day.
One thing that bugs me is that I have to divide my attention so unequally. I figure Rudy gets a whopping 70% of my time and attention because he’s an untrustworthy idiot. Rosie clocks in around 20-25%. She’s not malicious and doesn’t do things out of spite, but she’s dumb and sometimes needs a little extra guidance.
Poor old Eddy only gets about 10% of me on a good day and that’s not fair, but I’m going to make a concerted effort to give her more of my time. I don’t know how much longer I’ll have her, so I want her to know she’s just as important as the other two. Maybe more. She’s my very first pet who was all my own. She’s just such a good, independent, and normal cat that it’s easy to overlook her.
How will I make this possible? I don’t know, but I’ll start with setting aside 10 minutes every day to brush her. Or just sit with her and scratch her chin. I’ll be able to buy a little more time if I can mentally stimulate the other two to the point of exhaustion. I’ve done it before. Maybe not every day, but more often.
Food is love for all three of them, so feeding one and not feeding the others is probably the worst possible punishment imaginable. Eddy can eat whatever she wants and however much she wants because she’s smart enough to know when to stop. The other two are not smart enough. More than once, I’ve seen each of them eat a larger volume of food than their stomachs can hold, then let the extra spill all over my floor. Then go right back for a refill.
All that to say happy birthday, Eds, sweetie dahling!
