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Cat Forum / Cat Anecdotes / May 2007Aggravation, thy name is Cat
More specifically, thy name is Pippin. Last night, around 8:45, I was finishing up the kitchen clean up, when Pippin starting meowing at me from across the room. I checked the kibble bowl- full. I asked him if he wanted out. He stared at me. I walked over to the sliding back door in the family room and opened it to the screen. "Pippin, out?" He stared at me. I left the door open for a little while, and finished up in the kitchen. Finally, I went back into the family room, closed the door, locked it, put in the security bar, closed the blinds. Sat down on the sofa and turned on the boob tube. Finally time to get off my feet. Then, I'm sure you can guess, Pippin hops down from his perch, saunters over to the back door, and starts rattling the vertical blinds to go out. I think I showed a great deal of restraint. I only made him go out the front door. Cheers, Caroline S. > Pippin hops down from his perch, saunters over to the back door, and > starts rattling the vertical blinds to go out. We're having a cold snap again here in Helsinki, and I don't want to keep the door to the enclosure open al the time. Miranda wants it to be open all the time. She scratches the door frame all the time, but when I go to let her out, she runs away. She doesn't necessarily want to go outside, but she wants the door to be open *in case* she wants to go outside. I finally grabbed her and chucked her outside. A little later, I peeped outside, and she was huddled on the table and looking very insulted. 'You threw me out in the cold!' Grrr. She inside again now.  SignatureMarina, Miranda and Caliban. In loving memory of Frank and Nikki. > > Pippin hops down from his perch, saunters over to the back door, and > > starts rattling the vertical blinds to go out. [quoted text clipped - 10 lines] > -- > Marina, Miranda and Caliban. In loving memory of Frank and Nikki. Cats have a duty to be on the wrong side of any door. I think it's encoded on their DNA, or something. As a young cat, Pan used to run around in my apartment at night, crying to go out and rattling the venetian blinds in an act I used to call "Screaming and banging." Of course, he always waited until after lights out at night and when I was getting nicely drowsy. He knew I wasn't about to let him roam around on his own outside all night, but he wanted me to know he didn't like being cooped up inside. Izzy (RB) would ask to go out, notice it was raining and change her mind. She would then go over to my patio door and ask to be let out in THAT direction, just in case the rain was a highly localized phenomena on my front stoop. Francesca and Nina, being indoor cats, content themselves with nightly chase and wrestle matches all over my apartment. Melissa >Izzy (RB) would ask to go out, notice it was raining and change her >mind. She would then go over to my patio door and ask to be let out >in THAT direction, just in case the rain was a highly localized >phenomena on my front stoop. On rainy days, my parents' cat Tinkerbelle used to go to each outside door (four in all) in turn, checking for a door leading into good weather, as well as a couple of closet doors, apparently in the hope that they had become doors to the outside since last time she checked. When bladder pressure finally forced her to go outside, and she then came back in a few minutes later, she would be very talkative, as if complaining about the bad weather. SignatureJohn F. Eldredge -- john@jfeldredge.com PGP key available from http://pgp.mit.edu "Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better than not to think at all." -- Hypatia of Alexandria > >Izzy (RB) would ask to go out, notice it was raining and change her > >mind. She would then go over to my patio door and ask to be let out [quoted text clipped - 14 lines] > "Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better > than not to think at all." -- Hypatia of Alexandria You can just hear them thinking "Is this really WORTH it? Maybe I should snag an umbrella on the way out..." LOL, on checking the closet doors for possible good weather. Melissa John F. Eldredge wrote: > Izzy (RB) would ask to go out, notice it was raining and change her > mind. She would then go over to my patio door and ask to be let out > in THAT direction, just in case the rain was a highly localized > phenomena on my front stoop. >> On rainy days, my parents' cat Tinkerbelle used to go to each outside >> door (four in all) in turn, checking for a door leading into good >> weather Wasn't this behavior an inspiration for Robert Heinlein? (You knew someone would have to mention him sooner or later, right? :)) Joyce > John F. Eldredge wrote: > [quoted text clipped - 11 lines] > > Joyce You might like to read "door into summer" from Heinlein. A very nice story,part of which describes that cats ancestor :) http://www.angelfire.com/scifi2/arrastra/heinlein_summer.html > On rainy days, my parents' cat Tinkerbelle used to go to each outside > door (four in all) in turn, checking for a door leading into good [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > came back in a few minutes later, she would be very talkative, as if > complaining about the bad weather. Can't remember whether "The Door Into Summer" was by Ray Bradbury or Robert Heinlein, but the author apparently had a cat that did the same thing - it provided the title for his book! > Cats have a duty to be on the wrong side of any door. I think it's > encoded on their DNA, or something. This must be true. Woodgie, who seldom goes out and then only when accompanied used to startle at sounds and dash madly for the door and want back in after a few minutes. Now, the first thing in the morning, after we get our potty business and washing up done, she goes downstairs, stands in front of the door and calls "Out". I tell her no a few times and go in for breakfast and she calms down for a while. But if I go to the lavatory by the front door, she thinks "out" again and we go through the no, not now routine. I guess I'll put her in her harness and lead a little later and we'll go "out". I'm not going to let her out unharnessed anymore when I go out for a sec to get something .She's getting pretty fast.... Purrs, Kathy |
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