A recent experience changed my view of the Felis catus or Felis silvestris catus once and for all. I'm referring of course to the much domesticated pussy cat.
I've kept my distance with these animals finding them to be self centred and emotially unexpressive.
Until the weekend at Barry's farm with his menagerie of 14 cats.
Apparently they were all wild cats to begin with and Barry found them to be useful for hunting rats and started feeding them as a result.
They all look the same with varying shades of colour when you first see them
However his knowledge of their character traits is amazing equally their success in educating him about their attitudes, behaviours and preferences. To share a few:
I've kept my distance with these animals finding them to be self centred and emotially unexpressive.
Until the weekend at Barry's farm with his menagerie of 14 cats.
Apparently they were all wild cats to begin with and Barry found them to be useful for hunting rats and started feeding them as a result.
They all look the same with varying shades of colour when you first see them
However his knowledge of their character traits is amazing equally their success in educating him about their attitudes, behaviours and preferences. To share a few:
- Tinkerball is a complete snob. She will not eat with the others at meal time and sleep on a mat in front of Barry's room.
- Knuffles (a variation of Natalie, dunno how this happened) comes in after dark and sits on the heater.
- Eebie jumps up on the table to eat with us homo sapiens and is therefore not allowed not in at meal time.
- Possum loves to climb on people's laps and do a flip exposing his tummy to be scratched
- Roley is the Zen completely unaffected by issues that others grapple with
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