I am the new guardian of a formerly
#abandoned #shorthaired #tabby #cat named Sunny, the very first cat I've ever owned in my life, so in typical fashion am posting a ton of pictures of him online these days. I've only had him for three weeks now, so I've been scrambling every day to get my room first cat-proof, then cat-friendly, then "catified" (to quote
#JacksonGalaxy); this has all happened right in the middle of me doing a big renovation of my room too, to celebrate my fifth anniversary of living in my 20-person co-op in the Hyde Park neighborhood of Chicago, so I'm incorporating
#catification efforts into the new design. I'm also trying to build in as much stimulus as I can for this room-bound cat (I have floormates who dislike cats and have asked me not to let him roam the third floor unsupervised), and currently have some catgrass growing that I'll install soon, and have hung a bird feeder outside my window, right in line with his new cat tree, to name some early efforts. The recent storms we've been having here have been a big boon to all that; Sunny is fascinated with watching the raindrops splatter against the window, the nearby trees blow in the wind, and my bird feeder swing to and fro (or "cat TV," as Galaxy calls it). In these early days of cat guardianship, I enjoy these moments the most, when Sunny and I are hanging out like two peers and buddies, and I get to see the world through his eyes for a bit.