Friday, January 21, 2022

My Misunderstood Life as a Cat

 


I’m often misunderstood, but mommy gets me so much better than most.  She rescued me as a dying young cat and nursed me back to health with a great deal of difficulty.  I love her for that, but she has been a little bit slow in understanding me throughout the years.

When I outgrew my bathroom space while still in recovery, she couldn’t understand my attacks when she caught me escaping and corralled me back into that unholy little space.  It took a veterinarian visit for her to be told I was longing for a larger space.  Moving into her studio was like living in paradise, that paradise that is now occupied by chicken tabby Charlotte.
 
I had only longed for power in this household until the almighty head cat Jesse passed into neverland, and left the space open.  I assumed I would always be head cat after his demise until Zoe became old and flipped from being meek to slowly encroaching into my territory and taking over before I knew what happened.  That little trader.  She may have taken over mommy’s bed, but I still had mommy’s lap.
 
After Zoe was no more, it was all mine, or so I thought.  That scaredy-cat Austin tried to become buddies with me, causing me to get a lot of exercise escaping his space.  He didn’t care, he just kept getting into my space to lay practically on top of me during nap time.  Mommy thought “how cute, he just wants to be friends”.




What a bunch of crap.  Now he’s head cat and I just let it happen because, well…quite frankly, he’s built like a tank and I would suffer rather miserably in a skirmish.  So…here I am once again being misunderstood as chicken tabby Charlotte behaves so much like a chicken.  I can’t help but run after her and attack when she flees.  It’s just in my nature to hunt down prey.

Mommy is so frustrated with the situation, but she gets it.  If chicken tabby Charlotte stood her ground none of this would be happening.  It gets so weary putting up with mommy’s crazy remedies to bond us two cats as friends.  It will never happen, mommy!!!  If I understood her correctly, flower remedies and super pheromones are next on the list.  When will she ever accept that her beloved studio will always be a gated community of her and her little chicken tabby?

I am not happy with the current hierarchy, but it is what it is.  Giant ‘who cares’ Austin has taken over mommy’s bed, but I sneak in when he’s not around.  When he is around, I hightail it to the bedroom cat tree with disdain.  Charlotte is out at dinner time because, well...dinnertime for me is more important than that cat, but otherwise behind the bars of her gated community.  I would say she is bottom of the pecking order, although I fear I would be bottom if she stood her ground, as she has a strong bond with that giant oaf of a cat Austin.

As for the dog…we all own him, even though mommy thinks it is she.

And as for playtime, I have a lot of fun ignoring my food until mommy puts it up, than wanting it again and she puts it back out.  I’m beginning to eat a dozen times a day…the best playtime ever.  Next best thing is Charlotte hunting.

I’m

Really

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Really

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Not a bad cat



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Really. 


















Yum Yummy and his tracks to the bird feeder





The day before yesterday, mommy left the front door open,
and I watched the delectable birdie parade
 in comfort behind the glass storm door.
Mommy was happy that only an inch of snow fell, 
but also sad that only an inch of snow fell.
What the...!?!











Yum Yummy's tracks - Messing with the bird bath.


Yesterday heavy rains, then a night in the twenties, 
then a sifting of snow on top of the ice,
then,





well...





Mommy says days when the temperatures stays in the twenties,
are nice for hot chocolate and reading.

She said this after dumping several quarts of sunflower hearts
 on the porch railings, ground, and bird feeder this afternoon,
 with some choice words about #%&*!! freaking cold added for good measure.



As for the dog, he enjoys a stroll to the poop patch on his own.
He's a small thing and his center of gravity
seems only a notch up from ground level.
He just sails across the ice with the greatest of ease, hehe.



32 comments:

  1. ...do cats even care about being understood?

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    1. It works to our advantage, if we are clever.

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  2. You'll be Head Cat some day! I believe in you!

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    1. Thank you, clever one. I'll never give up. Never!!!

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  3. Hello Yvonne,:=) Your cat is not just a pretty face! Nicely told!

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  4. My cats are more interested in the squirrels!

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  5. I deduce (I hope!) that Dustin has recovered ok. ❤️
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    Lacey tells a beautiful story! 😊
    Maybe there are "misunderstandings", but everything is so beautiful! A house full of life!
    Have a nice weekend!

    Today it snowed here too, but too little. I hope the snow will not melt very quickly.

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    1. I'm so glad you stopped by. Dustin is over the bladder infection, but he's still having some difficulty that we haven't been able to diagnose. He's had a heart murmur for some time, and he goes to a specialist veterinary clinic in March to figure out the correct treatment for him to prolong his quality of life. Our household of life is quite a bit to handle at times, but I wouldn't have it any differently.

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  6. Oh my -- no cat would like to be out in that snow! Lizzie has always been an only-cat but Gypsy had to learn to share! Beautiful photos, every one.

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  7. Hello,
    Pretty kitty, I hope you are head kitty soon. I am sure there plenty of comfy places around to hang out and nap. I hope Dustin is feeling good. Cute captures of the birds on the railing. Beautiful photos. Thank you for linking up and sharing your post. Take care, have a happy weekend. PS, thank you for leaving me a comment.

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  8. Life of cats is always complicated and full of misunderstandings but time will come to be the head cat!
    It's always interesting to watch the birdies at the feeder. Like it every day again.

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  9. I hope you will be head cat on day. The best place is still on mommy's lap. Cats loves to watch the birds and waits to pounce on them.

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  10. Cat’s are so funny with such different personalities and very much like children at times! Give it time…some day you will be “head cat”!

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  11. I bet the cats are glued to the windows today! It's dreary here and a nice day to be inside! Thanks for your fun post!

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  12. A fun post! Great photos, too!

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  13. cats can be a little mischievous...and they do have some odd behaviors. pretty pictures!!

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  14. What a lovely cat, a story you can tell carry with you.

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  15. Oh the dynamics between cats!! I love dogs and we have a couple but I am a cat person.

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  16. Sweet kitty photo ~ you look like a good cat to me ~ we all get misunderstood at one time or other ~ great snow photos ~ Xo

    Wishing you lots of loving moments,

    A ShutterBug Explores,
    aka (A Creative Harbor)

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  17. I love cats and this story made me smile. :)

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  18. such a cute cat and a story to smile about
    I love cats

    greetings

    Rosi

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  19. not easy to be a cat sometimes :) :)

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  20. Beautiful cats. And a cute story.
    And I love the birdies on the railing and the squirrel coming to check out the snacks.

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  21. No, you're not a bad cat, you're a very, very nice, sweet kitty! We also feed the birds, mostly tits, two blackbirds on the ground and lots and lots of sparrows! You can't miss the sparrows!

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  22. I always call my mom cat a bad cat because he doesn't like to be affectionate LOL

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  23. Yes, I know what you mean 😄 We have had two cats. And I'm very glad, read about the healing of this lovely one Cat.

    Have a good week.

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  24. I really liked this post. Thank you so much for sharing. Purr.

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  25. Cats love to watch the birds and wait to pounce on them.
    I really like this blog about the cats.
    Greetings Irma

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  26. Sweet post...Reminds me of the cat i had as a kid

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  27. Love the cute story.

    I do believe you'll be Head Cat some day!

    Beautiful photos as always, Yvonne.

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  28. nice text to read.... excellent story...

    Have a wonderful day

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