Comfortable holidays, everyone! We’re a day late on publishing my most up-to-date story on account of the vacation season, so thanks on your patience. From all of us at Catster, we hope you had a beautiful long weekend with family, friends, and cats.
Transitioning from commuting to working at home was a welcome change, and even though it has disadvantages, I get to spend more time with Olga. Before I worked remotely full-time, it irritated me when a news story featured a visit to a company office that allowed employees to bring their dogs. It showed completely happy staff who paused to rub their pups’ bellies before getting back to work on their keyboards.
I’m not against the practice, and I feel it’s great for dog owners, but what concerning the employees with felines, birds, reptiles, or rodents? They’ve to observe their coworkers play with their pets while they wonder if their jobs can be higher if their employer allowed all species to hang around within the office.
In the event that they have practical minds, they’ll realize that dogs, even well-behaved ones, cannot coexist peacefully with every animal. Adding cats to the office can be problematic, and once there are parrots, guinea pigs, and iguanas roaming across the cubicles, the corporate’s productivity levels are prone to fall.
Disrupting Olga’s Routine
This Is the First Stage of the Begging Process
Since I work from home, I now not take into consideration how Olga would react to an office environment or how unfair it’s for a hard-working worker to be forbidden from bringing their pet rat named Ben to the office. Like me, Olga’s life modified significantly once I modified my routine.
She spends many of the day sleeping nearby once I’m working, but once I went from working part-time to full-time at home, she saw a possibility that didn’t exist before. Dinnertime was after 5:00 PM and sometimes was as late as 5:30 PM for Olga, but since I’m at home all day now, she starts begging for food around 3:00 PM.
The Begging Intensifies
Standing Near My Feet and Staring Is Stage Two
Although I feed her before dawn each day, she sometimes begs me for food sooner than usual. It starts with a subtle stare when she’s sitting on the windowsill. I ignore her and focus on my work, but she grunts and appears excited if I make eye contact.
She doesn’t emit a meow (she saves that for later), however the grunt, which seems like Err, shows she’ll eventually push it to the following level if I proceed to disregard her. She’ll move to the ground next to my chair and remain in the identical spot until I finish work and follow her into the kitchen. She stares at me consistently and only breaks her gaze when she must groom her claws or scratch an itch.
How I React to the Begging
Jumping in My Lap and Getting in My Face Are Parts of the Final Stage
It could be a cruel comparison in some respects, but like Glenn Close’s character in Fatal Attraction, Olga “is not going to be ignored.” Avoiding her glance and returning her to the ground when she jumps in my lap or on my back is all I can do when she begs for food.
Closing the door doesn’t work since she’ll scratch up the carpet or ram the door along with her 10.4-pound body. She may also open the door by standing on her hind legs, grabbing the latch, and pushing forward. Although I’m used to ignoring her pleas until dinnertime, sometimes, I give in and feed her early.
Working at home with a clever cat isn’t ideal for everybody, but I enjoy it, and although she is undoubtedly irritated once I disregard her pleas for early meals, she might be completely happy her waiter is at all times nearby.