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The Case Of The Stolen Shoelace
Last night after she'd been nosing around out on the sun porch, Minnie came running up to me with a rawhide shoelace she'd apparently found there in a bag of old clothes that looked like they'd belonged to my landlady's eight-year old son. The only pair of boots in the bag had no laces on them. I found the other shoelace still in the bag. The boots may have fit her son five years ago, but no longer - so I allowed Minnie's claim of salvage rights to stand, took one of the shoelaces into the living room, and began playing with my kitten. After nearly an hour she managed to rip the shoelace out of my hand. This, for some reason, triggered a ten-minute episode of the zoomies before she got tired out, left the shoelace on the kitchen floor near her food and water dishes, and squeezed herself in under the living room couch for an hour-long nap. During her nap, I stole the shoelace and hid it along with its twin where she can't get at them - for safety reasons, I'd rather she not play with such things when unsupervised - and naturally, once naptime was over she went straight to the kitchen, found her newest toy missing from where she'd left it, and spent the next two hours driving me crazy until that little light bulb came on above my head and I went and got the shoelace and gave it back to her. She instantly snapped it up in her teeth and got the zoomies again, off on several more runs all through the house, merrily trailing the shoelace along behind her. She eventually dragged it over by my shoes and stuffed it inside my left shoe with her paws and kept fussing over there until she made certain I saw what she was doing - we made eye contact for a few seconds - and then, with frequent glances to make sure I was still watching, she dug it back out and took it over to her kitty tower, where she got on top, walked around one of the poles in a circle until the shoelace was wrapped twice around the pole. jumped down, gave the loose end a firm yank with her mouth, and stalked off to the kitchen in a huff - leaving me sitting here staring in disbelief at the shoelace I had just watched my kitten tie to one of the poles on her kitty tower in a half slipknot. John D. Kasupski Niagara Falls, NY |
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The Case Of The Stolen Shoelace
On 1/17/2017 5:06 AM, John Kasupski wrote:
Last night after she'd been nosing around out on the sun porch, Minnie came running up to me with a rawhide shoelace she'd apparently found there in a bag of old clothes that looked like they'd belonged to my landlady's eight-year old son. The only pair of boots in the bag had no laces on them. I found the other shoelace still in the bag. The boots may have fit her son five years ago, but no longer - so I allowed Minnie's claim of salvage rights to stand, took one of the shoelaces into the living room, and began playing with my kitten. After nearly an hour she managed to rip the shoelace out of my hand. This, for some reason, triggered a ten-minute episode of the zoomies before she got tired out, left the shoelace on the kitchen floor near her food and water dishes, and squeezed herself in under the living room couch for an hour-long nap. During her nap, I stole the shoelace and hid it along with its twin where she can't get at them - for safety reasons, I'd rather she not play with such things when unsupervised - and naturally, once naptime was over she went straight to the kitchen, found her newest toy missing from where she'd left it, and spent the next two hours driving me crazy until that little light bulb came on above my head and I went and got the shoelace and gave it back to her. She instantly snapped it up in her teeth and got the zoomies again, off on several more runs all through the house, merrily trailing the shoelace along behind her. She eventually dragged it over by my shoes and stuffed it inside my left shoe with her paws and kept fussing over there until she made certain I saw what she was doing - we made eye contact for a few seconds - and then, with frequent glances to make sure I was still watching, she dug it back out and took it over to her kitty tower, where she got on top, walked around one of the poles in a circle until the shoelace was wrapped twice around the pole. jumped down, gave the loose end a firm yank with her mouth, and stalked off to the kitchen in a huff - leaving me sitting here staring in disbelief at the shoelace I had just watched my kitten tie to one of the poles on her kitty tower in a half slipknot. John D. Kasupski Niagara Falls, NY LOL! |
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The Case Of The Stolen Shoelace
On Tue, 17 Jan 2017 16:01:51 -0800, Joy wrote:
LOL! Yes...but after thinking about that whole episode again today... When she first came running up to me with that shoelace, I said to her, "Oh, Minnie...where the heck did you find that?" and she immediately went into a now-familiar pattern of behavior she uses when she wants me to follow her somewhere else in the house to see something or do something for her. It's how she got me to let her out onto the sun porch last night in the first place right before she found that bag with the shoelaces in it. So, I followed her again, and she led me back out onto the sun porch, walked up to the bag of clothes, and stood there with a paw on it, looking up at me and swishing her tail happily. I'm convinced she understood the question and responded by showing me right where she had found that shoelace. When my son was two years old, if he brought some random item to you and you asked him where he got it from, he could take you and show you where he had found that item. My KITTEN just did that last night. I once read somewhere that some cats can reach the intelligence level of a two-year old human. It appears that Minnie is already there. Joy, I know I swore I wouldn't compare her to Goldie (RB), but she's making it impossible not to. There's his kind of intelligence in her. I guess when you expect nothing at all, that's when you get the most wonderful surprises. John D. Kasupski Niagara Falls, NY |
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The Case Of The Stolen Shoelace
On 1/17/2017 8:42 PM, John Kasupski wrote:
On Tue, 17 Jan 2017 16:01:51 -0800, Joy wrote: LOL! Yes...but after thinking about that whole episode again today... When she first came running up to me with that shoelace, I said to her, "Oh, Minnie...where the heck did you find that?" and she immediately went into a now-familiar pattern of behavior she uses when she wants me to follow her somewhere else in the house to see something or do something for her. It's how she got me to let her out onto the sun porch last night in the first place right before she found that bag with the shoelaces in it. So, I followed her again, and she led me back out onto the sun porch, walked up to the bag of clothes, and stood there with a paw on it, looking up at me and swishing her tail happily. I'm convinced she understood the question and responded by showing me right where she had found that shoelace. When my son was two years old, if he brought some random item to you and you asked him where he got it from, he could take you and show you where he had found that item. My KITTEN just did that last night. I once read somewhere that some cats can reach the intelligence level of a two-year old human. It appears that Minnie is already there. Joy, I know I swore I wouldn't compare her to Goldie (RB), but she's making it impossible not to. There's his kind of intelligence in her. I guess when you expect nothing at all, that's when you get the most wonderful surprises. John D. Kasupski Niagara Falls, NY Yes, and cats are just the ones to give you those surprises. |
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The Case Of The Stolen Shoelace
On Tue, 17 Jan 2017 23:25:47 -0800, Joy wrote:
On 1/17/2017 8:42 PM, John Kasupski wrote: I guess when you expect nothing at all, that's when you get the most wonderful surprises. Yes, and cats are just the ones to give you those surprises. Here's another such surprise. I've had her litter box in the hallway upstairs since day one - the bathroom is too small. I use the type of filler that clumps, and I scoop it daily. I take it in the bathroom, sit down on the toilet lid with the box on the floor in front of me, and sift the filler with a kitty scoop, dropping the waste material into a plastic bag so when I'm done I can just tie it off and carry it outside to the trash. Minnie stands there and watches me do this every time without fail...and at some point before I reach the end of the process, she will turn and walk out and go stand in the hallway waiting for me to finish - and I have noticed I never, ever find any more waste material in there after she walks out. Every day for two and a half months...not one single solitary piece more after she walks away. It's as if she remembers exactly what she buried in there, and where - and when she walks away, she's telling me, "I guess you don't know it yet, boy, but your work is done here." Which for all I know is precisely what's happening. When she sees me finally put the scoop away, she helps put on the finishing touches by jumping inside and happily putting several paw prints in the filler that I've just carefully smoothed out nice and even on top for her. I call that getting her stamp of approval. :-) John D. Kasupski Niagara Falls, NY |
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The Case Of The Stolen Shoelace
On 1/18/2017 2:26 AM, John Kasupski wrote:
On Tue, 17 Jan 2017 23:25:47 -0800, Joy wrote: On 1/17/2017 8:42 PM, John Kasupski wrote: I guess when you expect nothing at all, that's when you get the most wonderful surprises. Yes, and cats are just the ones to give you those surprises. Here's another such surprise. I've had her litter box in the hallway upstairs since day one - the bathroom is too small. I use the type of filler that clumps, and I scoop it daily. I take it in the bathroom, sit down on the toilet lid with the box on the floor in front of me, and sift the filler with a kitty scoop, dropping the waste material into a plastic bag so when I'm done I can just tie it off and carry it outside to the trash. Minnie stands there and watches me do this every time without fail...and at some point before I reach the end of the process, she will turn and walk out and go stand in the hallway waiting for me to finish - and I have noticed I never, ever find any more waste material in there after she walks out. Every day for two and a half months...not one single solitary piece more after she walks away. It's as if she remembers exactly what she buried in there, and where - and when she walks away, she's telling me, "I guess you don't know it yet, boy, but your work is done here." Which for all I know is precisely what's happening. When she sees me finally put the scoop away, she helps put on the finishing touches by jumping inside and happily putting several paw prints in the filler that I've just carefully smoothed out nice and even on top for her. I call that getting her stamp of approval. :-) John D. Kasupski Niagara Falls, NY LOL! I understand some cats wait for the box to be cleaned so they can immediately get in and use it. Joy |
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