Cat's Rule

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Cat's Rule!
Entry for June 04, 2007--Cat's Rule! magnify

"Dogs come when they're called; cats take a message and get back to you later."

"When Pepper [a Maine Coon] first selected me to be her servant..."

These two lines are so true when it comes to cats. Cats Rule!

My own two cats, Shy a lilac Tonkinese and Abby a Tortoiseshell, definitely rule the roost at my house. Here are a couple of ways they have me trained.

Shy goes to the back door and reaches for the door knob. Her way of saying, it is nice outside and I want to lie in the sun on the back porch. I get up and open the door and let her out.

Abby jumps onto the bathroom vanity and puts her head under the faucet. Her way of saying, I am thirsty, therefore, make the water flow. I turn on the water.

A typical cat morning at my house:

Both cats pounce on the bed at approximately 5:30 a.m. Abby pounces on my feet and tells them to get moving. Shy gently touches my face with her front paws as though asking, "Are you awake yet?" If not, "WAKE UP!"

Once I am up and moving both cats trot off to the kitchen and sit on their hind haunches and give me their breakfast order. One order of tuna fish with a side dish of Hill's Science Diet with a little Iams tossed on the side.

After breakfast it is off to the bathroom. Abby on the vanity with head in sink saying, hurry up and turn on the water, and Shy is sitting on the lid (must keep lid down or cats will drink from toilet) of the stool waiting her turn---she is the oldest so she let's the young one have her way in the morning, but not in the evening or before bed time.

Oh, hear Dad tromping around in the kitchen, time to go stretch out on the rug in the living room. He will give a good belly rub before putting on his work boots. After the belly rub it is time to play with the boot laces.

While cats have Dad occupied, Mom is off to the kitchen to pack her lunch for work and get her morning Kashi cereal. Mom sits at table to eat, cats promptly jumps into the other chairs hoping to get the last drop of Soy Milk.

No dice, Mom doesn't share with the Queen and Princess, so time to scatter every toy from one room to another. Mom happily goes behind picking them up and putting them back into the toy box.

Hear the garage door open. Time for the servants to go to work.

Kiss, Kiss---Mom gives a good nose rub--cats way of kissing--and a soft stroke from the top of the head to mid back. Time to stretch out on the pillows in the window and watch the car drive away. Then time to wait for the birds to visit the bird bath and see if the squirrels are awake. Then time to attack each other to see who gets to be Queen for the day.

By 7 a.m. the morning has already been a long one and Shy wonders to her pillow on the sofa while Abby finds hers on the Queen Anne Recliner. It is a rare site to see the two of them lying so close together on the same piece of furniture-see above. Soon both are snoring softly and dreaming of chasing butterflies outdoors on the green lawn :)