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A kitty's message
"Jo Firey" wrote in message et... "meeee" wrote in message ... Aaah how lovely!! After somecat in another newsgroup told her about waterbeds, Jasmine (or someone but I suspect her) has taken to peeing on my bed. *sigh* the peace never lasts for long around here. I wish I had a masseur; mine massage but with claws attached, so you end up like a pulverised pin cushion...it's very thoughtful of them, I know, I'm an ungrateful meowmie Speaking of security guys, my Congo is getting bigger and bigger, as in heavy and muscly, not fat...I must start feeding them cheap dry food or something But seriously, he is huuuge...the boys just hit 1 year so the Battle For Supremacy is on, and stuff is getting broken!! So far a screen door, several fly screens, some plates....help!! And he's trying to intimidate all the others...I thought spaying was supposed to calm them down, not turn them into the furry equivalent of Godzilla! Neutering may keep them home and out of fights, but boys will still be boys and the girls a just about as wild. Jo Lol true...Jasmine's gone all kittenish on me since neutering, I found her trying to frolic yesterday...very disturbing!! And she gets seriously hissed off at me for thwarting her attempts to escape into the Great Outdoors and takes it out on the nearest of her sons! I wish they'd all go and get fat and complacent or something... |
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A kitty's message
"Lesley" wrote in message oups.com... Baha via CatKB.com wrote: They are wonderful little nurses, aren't they? Most of the time. Tasha, a friend of mine once had the worst flu going and as she was lying there her cat stayed with her. Then she heard the cat leave the room and she settled down for some sleep Woke up to find the cat had carefully placed a disembowelled bird on her pillow! All almost as if the cat was providing her with extra food to keep her strenght up! Boyfie always does this for me. He will place any prey he's caught - that Kitty doesn't want - exactly in the place that I am sure to step on it in the morning, just near my kettle, so I can't miss it. I like to think he's providing me with breakfast. I always praise him for it "oh, what a delicious mowsie, rattie or birdie.." whilst trying to put it in the garbage without him noticing that I haven't actually eaten it. Tweed |
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A kitty's message
Takayuki wrote:
I think that there's something very special about a cat's touch. We know that petting a cat has been shown to reduce stress and calm the heart. But I also discovered that touching a cat can impart an impression that will stay with you for a long time. Since Betty died over six months ago, the only thing about her that I could recall clearly was her limp and lifeless little body, and I obsessed over the idea of rejoining her somehow. Betty's last day was the last time I touched any cat, for many months. But on Thanksgiving, I was invited to a friend's new house for dinner, and there I ran into their new cat. He was a small, sleek cat, with a jet black coat that shimmers in that way that's always so hard to do justice to in pictures. He was so curious. I asked his hoomins how old he was. It turned out that he was just an adolescent, having been born around the same time that Betty died. The kitty naturally came to sniff and examine me and rub my ankles. When I reached out and scritched his ears, I remembered scritching Betty's ears. When I scritched his tail, he grabbed my hand playfully and rolled around. And I remembered scritching Betty's tail and playing with her. After that, I regained full recall of the times I cuddled and played with Betty. The kitty's touch seemed to heal something inside me. But I noticed later that it wasn't just that a memory block was removed, but I had also received something new. I could now feel many of these events from Betty's point of view. I curled up asleep and content in a warm lap. I meowed and greeted daddy when he came back from the store. I chased determinedly after the cat dancer even when it darted out of sight behind the sofa. Betty is gone. But I was finally given her memories. I'm so very relieved to hear that. We've been so worried about you, Tak! Lots and lots of hugs and purrs for you, Polonca and Soncek |
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Takayuki wrote: I think that there's something very special about a cat's touch. We know that petting a cat has been shown to reduce stress and calm the heart. But I also discovered that touching a cat can impart an impression that will stay with you for a long time. Since Betty died over six months ago, the only thing about her that I could recall clearly was her limp and lifeless little body, and I obsessed over the idea of rejoining her somehow. Betty's last day was the last time I touched any cat, for many months. But on Thanksgiving, I was invited to a friend's new house for dinner, and there I ran into their new cat. He was a small, sleek cat, with a jet black coat that shimmers in that way that's always so hard to do justice to in pictures. He was so curious. I asked his hoomins how old he was. It turned out that he was just an adolescent, having been born around the same time that Betty died. The kitty naturally came to sniff and examine me and rub my ankles. When I reached out and scritched his ears, I remembered scritching Betty's ears. When I scritched his tail, he grabbed my hand playfully and rolled around. And I remembered scritching Betty's tail and playing with her. After that, I regained full recall of the times I cuddled and played with Betty. The kitty's touch seemed to heal something inside me. But I noticed later that it wasn't just that a memory block was removed, but I had also received something new. I could now feel many of these events from Betty's point of view. I curled up asleep and content in a warm lap. I meowed and greeted daddy when he came back from the store. I chased determinedly after the cat dancer even when it darted out of sight behind the sofa. Betty is gone. But I was finally given her memories. Tak, that was beautifully put. I hope that one day you will find another little kitty who needs you to need him/her. - Denise owned, manipulated, folded, spindled and mutilated by Brenna (recently the *very* feisty) |
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