Belle likes to chase things. But only very specific things. She gets very excited about strange dogs, as you can imagine, and cars. These things make sense. I don't let her chase the cars, so every time we see a car she has to work off her excess energy by vigorously chasing her tail. She also likes to chase birds. But only very specific birds. We go on walks, and she could care less about the sparrows and the cardinals, which, okay, yeah, not much point. But we go walking past huge flocks of Kalij pheasants and/or chickens and she could really give a shit. What she cares about is doves. Just doves. And she will try to chase them even when they are sitting on power lines. She does not seem to understand that she cannot fly.
Splotch is... idk, senile? I really don't know what's up with this cat. She lives in the bedroom I'm staying in for purposes of protecting her from the dogs, and she has this marked tendency to wander aimlessly around the room, meowing loudly for no reason at all. At any and all hours of the night and day. She is, as I type, making the rounds, staring into space and meowing. I do not comprehend. I get the feeling sometimes like she's forgotten where she is? Or where I am? I mean, she just meows and meows, getting louder, and I'm, like, sitting on the bed going, "SPLOTCH WTF DO YOU WANT??" and she's, like, staring at the ceiling or something.
...What have I gotten myself into? ^_^;;
Also I'm almost done with the data entry already. WTF AM I SUPPOSED TO DO AT WORK FOR THE REST OF THE THREE WEEKS?