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Sasha Story ahead!
Warning if you do not like cute kitty stories then... well, wait, why are you reading MY journal again? I mean, it's not ALL kitty stories, but check out the username... I am the person who WILL point out every kitty I see, even stopping mid-sentence to point and exclaim "Kitty!"
Anywho, so Her Royal Majesty Sasha was perusing her domain via the open sliding glass door. A safety screen kept nature from actually impinging on Her Person. I'm not sure what precipitated what follows, but it must have been Quite Significant. Her Majesty felt it necessary to give the world a most thorough dressing down. She berated it up one side and down the other, listing ALL of it's myriad failings (rain, heat, bugs that don't listen when she tells them to leave, etc.). Generally speaking, Her Majesty only lectures the Husband and myself, informing us of her hunger, or impending starvation depending on how 'late' the meal was served, or letting us know that her water bowl had gone tepid, and so on. We are used to her mannerisms, and don't take her complaints to heart... much.
After her lecture was over, she turned her back and headed off to let my Husband know that dinner could now be served. Unfortunately for him, Kyle decided that he wanted to go to the screen door to see how the world reacted to Her Majesty's lecture. He got slightly too close to Her Person, and Sasha reacted quite strongly. Kyle got hissed at and whacked across the muzzle. After whining, and jumping away, Kyle looked up at his adored daddy, his eyes seeming to say "But I didn't do nuthin'!!" To which Her Majesty hissed again, speaking in cat something that roughly translates to "You're Breathing!" Because we all know, that's reason enough.
Meanwhile, Leo was trying to simply stay out of her way. Via hanging out on the counter top, being most helpful in showing my Husband where the food lives. Obviously, if Leo did not show us EVERY time, we would forget where it was, and they would starve.
Anywho, so Her Royal Majesty Sasha was perusing her domain via the open sliding glass door. A safety screen kept nature from actually impinging on Her Person. I'm not sure what precipitated what follows, but it must have been Quite Significant. Her Majesty felt it necessary to give the world a most thorough dressing down. She berated it up one side and down the other, listing ALL of it's myriad failings (rain, heat, bugs that don't listen when she tells them to leave, etc.). Generally speaking, Her Majesty only lectures the Husband and myself, informing us of her hunger, or impending starvation depending on how 'late' the meal was served, or letting us know that her water bowl had gone tepid, and so on. We are used to her mannerisms, and don't take her complaints to heart... much.
After her lecture was over, she turned her back and headed off to let my Husband know that dinner could now be served. Unfortunately for him, Kyle decided that he wanted to go to the screen door to see how the world reacted to Her Majesty's lecture. He got slightly too close to Her Person, and Sasha reacted quite strongly. Kyle got hissed at and whacked across the muzzle. After whining, and jumping away, Kyle looked up at his adored daddy, his eyes seeming to say "But I didn't do nuthin'!!" To which Her Majesty hissed again, speaking in cat something that roughly translates to "You're Breathing!" Because we all know, that's reason enough.
Meanwhile, Leo was trying to simply stay out of her way. Via hanging out on the counter top, being most helpful in showing my Husband where the food lives. Obviously, if Leo did not show us EVERY time, we would forget where it was, and they would starve.
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Kylie knows that "C-A-N" means CAN. Yes, Kylie can spell!
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*laughs* Uh oh, she's learned how to spell? You're in trouble! Add the Aby in and I think you're doomed. ;)
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::sends skritches to Her Majesty Sasha and Leo::
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Our cats are both like Leo, too. Every time it's time for food, they absolutely must tell us what time it is, and show us where to get it from.
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Sasha is very good about letting us know it's time to eat, loudly and with different tones. Leo is just the expert on where the food is actually located. ;) Sasha's not much of a jumper (in part due to age, in part due to short legs)- whereas Leo is the king of heights.
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Willow tells me, every time that I go into the kitchen, that I should pet her and attend to her every need. Because, you know, I should not be in the kitchen feeding myself or C. :)
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Sasha has decided that daddy's lap should be available to her whenever she decides she wants it... Luckily he obliges. I'm just too mean. ;)
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I thought I was the only one who did that!!
OMG too funny!
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Priscilla has a hissy fit every time the bottom of her food bowl becomes visible. As soon as she removes that one bite of kibble that reveals the porcelain underneath, she's convinced that it's empty and she'll starve to death, and she refuses to eat anymore until I've put enough food back in to cover the bare spot.
I love cats. They're so wonderfully weird.
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I'm a doggy and kitty pointer outer.
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The first year when i just brought home Bronze, i was warned by his raisers that he chased cats ("OH GREAT!")....
Christmas morning, Bronze was harrassing our cat, so Emily, who thinks she is Alpha kitty around here, even to the dogs... the dogs don't mess with her... at any rate, gave Bronze such a good swipe on the nose. He yelped in pain and did a back flap and landed on my sister's lap, who was sitting on the floor. Imagine an 80+ pound black lab landing that way?! LOL! From then on, Bronze never bothered the cats again.