29 November:
I feel really crappy today with a blazing headache so I crawled into bed this afternoon and actually fell asleep. When I woke I found Henry sleeping next to me. Therapeutic purring is considered a valid medical treatment.
day 102
28 November:
I am trying to crochet. Since he is too interested in my ball of yarn, I look myself in the study and leave the boys in the living room. Strange noises alert me. — Henry has found my knitting basket, taken off the lid and there is wool and cotton all over the place. Lothar is on the couch watching tv instead of Henry.
day 101
27 November:
A real chaos day (it’s only 1pm). One basket ripped from the shelf. One medium flower pot turned over. The big pot with the palm tipped – old, dry leaves ripped off and distributed in the living room. Lothar’s papers on the coffee table pushed off three times (so far). Nail file found and chewed. Some cotton pads found and played with. Henry now walks around with this latest prey in his mouth, proud as punch.
day 100
26 November:
By far his favourite toys are these minions. They have a wobbly bottom and he shoots them from one end of the corridor to the next, or he plays minion billiard in the kitchen: from the right to the left skirting board into the corner and … under the dishwasher. I am lucky to have a long shoehorn.
day 99
25 November:
Henry post of the day: So I bought my husband flowers for our wedding anniversary. Henry takes an interest and tries to eat the greenery.
day 98
24 November:
We have started clicker training. So far we are at lesson #1: I click and immediately Henry gets a treat. The manuals insist that this is the way to have Henry associate a click with something positive. Basic conditioning.
It seems to work: Henry looks at me, I click, and he gets a treat. I’m just not sure who is conditioning whom.
day 97
23 November:
Let’s just say I am glad I was wearing my glasses when I went to load the washing machine.
day 96
22 November:
I’m usually not quick enough to catch Henry at his pranks. This morning I found him hugging and battling and scratching the roll of kitchen towels.
21 November:
VoH (Voice of Henry): They are keeping me prisoner here.
day 93
19 November:
Has really little to do with Henry but with the fact that I was asked to post a photo of a skunk in a photo challenge (One Photo a Week). For want of an actual skunk Henry obliged and donned a costume:
day 92
18 November:
No matter how stupid you decide to dress in public, it is not advisable to come home with a tiger tail hanging from your behind and parading in front of a small, bored cat who’s been left alone the whole afternoon.
Henry 