I was going to say cat’s don’t trolley on-line from the basement, but on second thought, I’m not so sure…
Cutesy anecdote;
One chilly winter night somewhere in Ohio several years ago, rather than try to drive home impaired, I crashed out on my bestie’s downstairs couch.
She had an outdoor cat that had given birth to a small litter of three kittens the month before.
Long story short; their mama must have gone out hunting sometime during the night, because the next morning, I literally woke up ‘covered in kitteh’; one on my feet, one by my side, and one snuggled up next to the top of my head.
(Cats, they like the warm.)
They certainly do! They evolved in hot environments… hence, hearth cats!
Almost. A lot of later animal mummies were really just semi-random animal parts and filler, possibly because demand for votive offerings outsripped supply. At their height the main cult centers were mummifying 100,000s of animals a year.
That was such a great movie.
They are one step away from being wild animals, though. That’s part of their charm.
It’s probably just yawning or meowing. Now if its ears were back that’d be a very much of a potential “get the fuck away from me” expression.
Maybe more like a half-step If they aren’t born and raised with humans we call them feral. They aren’t so much domesticated as able to be imprinted on humans if you handle them in early kittenhood.
Does it distinguish between actively plotting versus just having a contingency plan in place? Because I’m pretty confident of the latter.
The logic of our pets:
Dogs: “Humans feed me, care for me and love me. They must be gods!”
Cats: “Humans feed me, care for me and love me. I must be God!”
I believe that explains it all.
Not so. We once had a motel cat who knew darned well she had a job. One circuit in the morning, return with kill. Second circuit at lunch for tenant goodies. Third circuit at dinner for all of those great fried chicken scraps. RIP, Panda.
A stray has arrived and found out which tenant works as a short-order cook. The cook has been getting presents. Cats barter, y’all.
I love this story. Thank you
Requisite girly noise:
Awwww!
Yep, that kitteh totally chose him; its serendipity that “Angel” is healthy.
Also yet another anecdotal bit of evidence that cats were the ones who domesticated us.
I don’t agree with that, in fact… uhhh….wait a sec… uhhh…. gotta go. Gotta drop everything. Office kitty is calling… again.
D’awwww! A tailless wonder like our little “miracle cat”!
We found ours at the shelter all of 10 minutes after she was available for adoption. She had been found in the gutter at one of the busiest intersections in metro Detroit with injuries to her paw pads, like someone threw her out of a moving car.
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