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A Better Nine Lives Through Technology

Published / by Kim

It’s a well-known fact that Joxer is a lazy couch potato.  His idea of a good day is laying on the couch or “his” chair until forced to move, then maybe having a little nibble, then finding a nice quiet place to go back to sleep. In Da Bronx, he would sometimes watch trucks go by outside, but we don’t have any truck traffic here in the suburbs. Mainly it’s sleep, eat, sleep some more for him.

Scott brought home a laser pointer some years ago and Goblin loves that thing. He still – even at his creaky, stiff 16-year-old worst – will go nuts chasing the red dot around the house. Joxer was into it a total of three times before he realized the humans were controlling it and gave up. He’s too smart for his own good. We’ve tried for years to find something, anything that would pique his interest, stimulate his mind, and get him to move a little, all to no avail. But then…

Enter the Catch the Mouse cat app:

7.19.2013 the laziest cat ever actually playing

You’re skeptical, I know. I was, too, but I have never seen this cat as engaged with anything as he is with this app on my iPad. He stalks it. He lulls it into a sense of security. And then he suddenly explodes and goes bonkers trying to kill it, KILL IT WITH FIRE. Well, kill it with claws, but if he had access to fire, he’d be all over that. I bought the app about three weeks ago and he’s still really into it. I try not to give it to him all the time because I don’t want him to burn out on it, so for now as soon as he hears the sounds the mouse makes as the app fires up, his head whips up and he comes running.

If you have a lazy ass cat, I can absolutely recommend this. For a buck, what’s to lose?

Less Stress? I Don’t Think That Means What You Think It Means

Published / by Kim / 2 Comments on Less Stress? I Don’t Think That Means What You Think It Means

Goblin fried the Fios box and we need a new one. Now I’m trying to get HBOGO set up on the Roku – which I had to find in a box still packed in the basement and set it up on the living room tv – and the activation screen doesn’t work on an iPad, which is a pain and we have to yell codes up and down the stairs.

Joxer just peed on the bedroom curtains. Last week he peed on the entryway curtains. He’s been peeing on laundry in the laundry room and once on my shoes. This week he’s going to the vet to see if something is physically wrong and then, unfortunately, he’s going to be confined to the downstairs bathroom for litter box retraining. It’s drastic, but this cannot continue.

Xena is scratching the dining room rug every time I turn around, but I can’t even be mad at her because we no longer have the flat cardboard scratchers she prefers because… Oh… Joxer has been peeing on those, too.

It’s times like these that make me laugh when experts talk about how great pets are for relieving stress.