im out of breath at the moment and bear is taking a break to investigate the big box in the dining room. bear is the only cat i know (well, except for debs cat, fuzz) that will play hide and seek. ill spare you the details, but its a lot of fun and can be slightly scary; imagine those green eyes, pupils widened, staring at you hungrily right before the charge.

bear has been sick the last few weeks with a urinary problem. im sure he doesnt want everyone to know about it, so please dont spread it around. he had to be taken to the emergency vet and was given antibiotics. since then, he has gotten progressively better, or so i thought until these last few days. i have been on litterbox patrol since ive been back, following bear to the box to listen or check it once hes left to see how much or if hes going. i dont want to give the cat a complex, so sometimes i wait a minute or two. maybe hes been going there more often just to see what i find so fascinating about it.

they say stress can cause this issue in cats and there is the upcoming move.. but i dont think things have been crazier than usual around here. however, i do want him to get better and so to combat any possible stress he might be feeling, ive been playing with him and petting him a lot more. yesterday and today he completely zonked out on my lap, giving me an excuse to take a little nap myself.

i imagine all the endorphins flooding his little body as im giving him a good belly rub or a long scratch under the chin.

mmmm, endorphins.