Filed under: Cat-ego-rized | Tags: cats, companionship, joy, love, peace, the little fluffy cat, understanding
I’m under the bed with my best toy,
and the chunk of roast beef that I stole;
I’ve licked my paws clean of Nutella,
and I’ve had the most wonderful roll.
I shall curl myself up in a bundle
with a purr like a jungle drum,
and I shan’t come out from under the bed
till the first of the year has come.
—I hope to see you then, and until then (and forever after, my people are not good with change) I wish you humans who know where you like to be scratched–and leave you alone, when you wish it. I wish you safe places to go. I wish you sun, and small catchable things that make you happy. I wish you the hum of the mother. Most of all, I wish for you that you live in the sure and certain knowledge that you are loved–and A Good Cat.
Filed under: Cat-ego-rized | Tags: cats, friends, the little fluffy cat, washing
…because no matter how bendy you are, there are always places you can’t quite wash.
Filed under: Cat-ego-rized | Tags: cats, important stuff, sleep, the little fluffy cat
…that is the question. Well, that–and where.
Filed under: Cat-ego-rized | Tags: boxes, cats, fun, the little fluffy cat
You can’t see me, can you! That’s because I’m invisible.
Filed under: Cat-ego-rized | Tags: birds, cats, pets, the little fluffy cat, trees
A tree. In the house. Really, they’re very problematic pets, humans.
There aren’t even any birds in it.
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http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071214/ap_on_sc/japan_fearless_mouse
It would seem to demand equal irritation with the glowing cats–and yet, I’ve always wanted a small pet. Humans are impossible to keep properly clean.
Filed under: Cat-ego-rized | Tags: cats, cats are smart, goats are smarter, little fluffy cat
Apparently this blog is at an elementary school level, which is pretty good–considering I’m not a goat, or anything.
Filed under: Cat-ego-rized | Tags: cats, glowing cats, little fluffy cat, messing with perfection
http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20071212/sc_afp/healthscienceskoreacloning
I do, I really do.
Filed under: Cat-ego-rized | Tags: cats, hearing, little fluffy cat, so you want to be a cat
I am very sorry about your ears. There’s not a lot I can do about them. Not only are my ears prettier, my ears are better than yours right from design through execution; so I hear better, and I always will, and really, that is all there is to it. You’re not going to be able to learn to hear like a cat.
What you CAN learn to do better, however, is listen. Is that the same as hearing? Well, yes and no. What it means is to pay very close attention to whatever you DO hear. (I know, it’s not much.)
Once you’ve heard something, stop and think about it. That’s listening. I find it can be useful to close your eyes. It won’t help you find a mouse, you’re probably never going to be able to do that—but it’ll help you know when your favorite human needs you. Or when you need to hide. Both useful things.
And again—sorry about your ears.
Filed under: Cat-ego-rized | Tags: cats, ouchiness, tails, the little fluffy cat
I wouldn’t want to be a Manx, but now I can see the advantages. Ouch… Just so you know, we feel things in our tails perfectly well.
