Habits

Taki has a couple of strange habits.  Like Haiku, she likes to chew on things, including pencil erasers (yuck!). 

But more interesting, she cries when I sneeze.  For some reason, when I sneeze, she runs to my side and mewls.  It is a really interesting and strange phenomenon.  I do not get it.

Another habit Taki has is to race to the computer room when I am going there to clean the litter box.  I have to think she knows what I am going to do because she sees the scoop in my hand. She does not worry about the other litter boxes, just the one in the computer room.  I do not get this, either.

Haiku used to, and is less obsessive about this than she used to be, use the litter box almost immediately after I scooped it out. And the one she used the most was in the small bathroom.  Since Taki has arrived, Haiku seems to be less obsessive about this.

Sake wants to be on the dining table when I am eating dinner.  I often read a book or do a double crosstic puzzle when I eat at the dining table. Sake purposefully sits on top of whatever I am using, book or puzzle.

Sake likes to spend just a few minutes in the morning in the garage.  But she comes into the house before or when I tell her to do so, so she retains that privilege.

Taki likes to dig through the trash.  I have put a covered trash can in the bathroom.  Taki digs through the trash in the computer room, but not in the living room.  I keep the kitchen trash in the cabinet under the sink.  If there is something that appeals to Sake in the trash, especially chicken or turkey bones, she opens the cabinet and digs through the trash.

We all have habits. Some are obviously meaningful to us, and make sense.  Some develop out of a fluke of circumstance. Some make no sense at all!  But, we are what we are!