Today is one of the days where my human is around a lot. Both Jacey and I love him, but there are some things that he does that drive us nuts. Jacey likes to open drawers and cabinets, and when he is not around to tell her no, she does it as she pleases. But when he is here, he will tell her to stop, and she does. She doesn’t like it, but she does it out of respect for him.
And for a diabetic cat, when the human is around, it means lots of ear sticks. This is so he can get a better feel for what my blood sugar is doing. I got an ear stick first thing in the morning with my morning food and before my morning shot, but that is something I expect.
Then my human went back to sleep for a while, so I was left alone and wandered around the house. It has been relatively cool, so my human opened the window and I sat by it so I could smell the outside air and watch what was going on.
He woke up, and used that noisy machine that makes some kind of brown liquid from these beans that it grinds. I do not like that machine because it is noisy, but I tolerate it because my human tells me he needs it. And just when my annoyance from that loud machine went away, he gave me another ear stick.
Well, then the human went to volunteer at an urban farm, and he came back smelling bad. Jacey and I do like to smell the neighborhood on him, but not like that. He did bring some noms back, but he told us that they are for humans, not us felines. At least he let us out on the balcony so we could nibble on the catnip, but guess what I got? Another ear stick.
Such is the dilemma of a diabetic cat. Having my human around means that Jacey cannot be as playful as she likes to be, which means she does not have as much fun. But at least she doesn’t have to deal with the ear sticks because she is not a diabetic cat.
My human has made this tolerable, though, with some noms and lots of pats on the head. So I guess I will keep him around.