A number of you have requested more information about Loki. And as far as Loki is concerned, everything is all about Loki!
This little guy has been living with me almost a month now and has done a good job of making himself at right at home.
He is a smart kitty — he has quickly learned the meaning of the word “no.” From the start he has had the tendency to want to play-bite my fingers. I withdraw my hand, say “no” in a firm tone of voice, and then ignore him for a few minutes, and he has figured out that this is not acceptable behavior. He gets over-excited when he plays and forgets, of course, but at the first attempt at a play-bite, I just have to say no, and he puts himself in time-out for a few minutes, moving away from me and curling up a couple of feet away.
He is very good about keeping his claws in during play with me, and when I am petting him. That took him no time at all to figure out.
When he first came to live with me he did not like having his paws touched at all, so clipping his claws was out of the question. He’d freak out if I pressed on his paw to extend the claw, so I had to take him to the vet for a claw clipping. He behaved himself beautifully there, so that gave me hope. Since them I have been making a point of playing with his paws as much as possible. He now lets me extend his claws, so I am hopeful that when the time comes for a kitty mani-pedi, he will let me and the King of All Remote Controls do it for him.
We are doing well with the knitting. He is, of course, entranced by the working yarn, but I am very careful to keep it out of his reach, and to always have a toy (like this one) nearby. If he starts eyeing my yarn, I pick up the toy and initiate some playtime.
He loves toys that have feathers, so I have an assortment for him — kitty fishing poles and “stand-alone” toys.
At first he would only sit next to me. He wanted to be touching me all the time but was not interested in getting in my lap. Lately he has wanted lap time. He climbs into my lap several times each evening. He doesn’t stay long, just long enough for some kisses and snuggles.
And he is getting much better about letting me sleep through most of the night . . . or I’m getting better at sleeping through his play requests at 2:00am!
The thing that totally cracks me up — he must have memorized the part in the Ragdoll manual where it ways that Ragdoll kitties like to flop down on their backs. Because he is pretty darn good at it.
I’m not kidding.
It is so darn cute!
He is the definition of a Ragdoll.
And he is a very good kitty — completely non-destructive, he focuses his claw sharpening activities on one of his several scratching posts/pads. I have not wanted to tempt him by leaving yarn out where he can get at it, but he seems to “get” which things are his toys and leaves everything else alone. He is tidy and fastidious with regards to the litter box, and the only food he is interested in is his — no begging at table! He eats Life’s Abundance cat food and seems to like it. He free feeds: I put down half the recommended amount for a cat his size twice a day, in the morning and at night, and while he does not rush to his bowl as if he was starving, he does eat most of it by the next time I refill his bowl.
He has knocked his bowl over twice, but he did that by accident during Thunder Kitty runs.
Just to give this post a little bit of knitting content, a sneak peek at my current work in progress: