Cat In A Bag
I woke up at 3:00 a.m. to do some writing before work and Princess was sleeping on my office chair. I gently pushed her off with a kiss and a hug and placed her on the sofa. She was still quite angry that I moved her from her warm spot. About half an hour later, as I was making my way to the refrigerator, I caught her sleeping inside a heavy-duty clear plastic bag I normally use for my dirty gym clothes. Too precious to pass up!
Princess changes her sleeping places and hiding spots regularly. She keeps them for about a week, gets bored, and seeks out another. She is very weird sometimes; much moreso than other cats I've known.
posted by Shlomo Leib Aronovitz @ 2:20 PM
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3 Comments:
A man who cannot relate to cats is not worth knowing!!! (I figure this is because cats cannot be controlled, and men who are afraid of/creeped out by them are facists at heart.
XXXOOOX
Gukiz,
Lol!
The things we cannot control become our best teachers.
Science is a good example of that. So much of our knowledge comes inadvertently, through unintended consequence or some other weird happenstance, neither factor within the control of the scientist.
Kol Tuv
Cats are also great scientists and have acute powers of observation. Just watch their reaction sometime if you move some furniture around: they're like, "what is this? Something is different, where is everything?" and around they go, checking out every last little thing.
I think cats have 2 main purposes in life - beyond the mainstays of survival like breeding and eating. To keep track of things and to experience as much pleasure/comfort as possible - which is why they HATE it when you disturn a catnap!
Great Blog btw.
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