It’s been a year since Pye appeared on my doorstep. A year of learning about relationships, for both of us. Yes, I’m referring to my cat as if she’s a person. If you’re new here, please see the tag line under the title of this blog for the explanation.

We’re going to skip what I’ve learned about relationships this past year or so; I’ll save that for another time. Let’s move on to Pye for now, shall we?

What we’ve all learned about Pye in the last year:

We learned that Pye doesn’t sleep, and keeps me up at night.

We learned Pye likes to drink from my water cup. I don’t like this because I know where her tongue has been.

We learned Pye doesn’t know what to do with a live fish. She likes to think she’s wild, but she’s not. Not even a little.

We learned that Pye will run away in a moment of panic (gee, I have NO idea what that’s like), but will return 30 hours later.

We learned Pye has a foot fetish. Apparently, she has a boot fetish as well. Hey, I like cowboy boots, too, but don’t you think Pye is taking it a bit far?

“Kitteh luv dat boot.” (These photos are crappier than usual because I used my cell phone. YES, that’s my excuse.)

“Mmmm, kitteh fink boot smell gud.”

“Hold meh, Boot. Hold da kitteh. Luv da kitteh.”

I have a “no shoes on in the RV” kind of carpet. These boots were not next to my bed. Not that I wouldn’t mind a pair next to my bed. Just sayin’.

And now we learn:  

Pye likes kid’s TV movies. Ranger Rick lends me some of his Netflix movies. One in particular sounded cute, but maybe like it was a kid’s movie. It was about small wild animals: birds, squirrels, rabbits, etc. It was only twenty minutes long, and not gory, so I figured I’d give it a shot. During the last two minutes of the movie, Pye began watching the little animals running around on the screen. She wouldn’t take her eyes from it, so I replayed it. She stared at the TV, then tried to get closer to it.

Pye watching animals on TV.

Pye trying to catch animals on TV. This explains a lot about why she was starving before arriving on my doorstep half starved.

Pye likes to hunt the screen saver. It’s cute… and probably why she’s not good at hunting for food.

Pye trying to catch the screen saver. Cute, yes. Bright, no.

Pye likes puzzles. She like to help me put them together by laying on the puzzle. She also likes to eat puzzle pieces. I don’t think that’s as helpful as she thinks it is.

Pye likes puzzles. But in a different way.

That’s what we all know about Pye. What has Pye learned? She’s not saying, but I can guess:

She’s learned she’d rather be outside at night than inside trying to wake me up. She’s learned catching kibbles is easier than catching bugs and minnows. She’s learned that puzzles pieces are fun to play with. And she’s learned that cowboy boots are made for loving.