Running around in circles
As some of you may have gathered, there is ongoing work at The Manor.
As part of this work, a new door has been fitted, which of course means that there is now a circuit whereby I can walk in one door and out another.
Poor Penny hasn’t come to terms with this at all at all. First of all, if she is passing the bathroom door [which is usually open] she has to stop and stare suspiciously at the new door [which is also usually open while work continues]. She cannot come to terms with this new view where she can look right through to the back garden.
This isn’t the worst of it though.
I have taken to walking into the back room through the old door, and coming back via the new door and the lobby. She cannot get the hang of this and always has a look of “how the fuck did he do that?” on her face. While very intelligent in some areas, she is remarkably dim in others. If the kitchen door and garage door are both open, she will wander out and then scratch at the garden door to be let in again. Obviously the part of her brain that maps terrain isn’t working very well?
In the meantime, Cat has found two new rooms to explore. She will wander into the back room through the old door. She will then enter the same room from the bathroom and explore it all over again. She and Penny should get together and work this puzzle out between them. If they combine their IQs they should reach somewhere approaching normal.
Cat has also taken to going everywhere at top speed. She rarely walks now or even gallops. She has just become a streak between two points. Unfortunately her terrain mapping shortcomings means that she cannot work out if there may be a potential hazard in her path and frequently she collides with my foot [Herself accuses me of kicking her, but I would never do that?!].
Yesterday she decided to go out into the garden. The garden door was open so the way was clear for a streak, and streak she did. Unfortunately the power cable to my laptop got in the way and she brought the whole thing crashing to the floor. I don’t know how the laptop survived, but it seems to have done.
The cat is now down to two lives.
I believe your cats name is Malone. If you show him some kindness he’ll be very good to you. Cats are cool.
Who the hell calls their cat “Malone”? I show that cat boundless kindness [though I draw the line at affection]. The other morning he/she/it somehow got into my bedroom, curled up on my ribcage and started kneeding me. It was painful. If that’s being good to me I would rather do without, thanks.
He/she/it was just trying to give you a soothing massage despite the fact you don’t have a couple coats of fur to protect you.
And just call he/she/it, “Mal”, and be done with it. Considering all the damage he/she/it causes plus the danger to yourself from tripping over he/she/it, it’s somehow appropriate?
By the way, I’m going to call the cat “Mal” from now on in my comments since it’s such a pain in the arse typing he/she/it all the time. And “it” will be a “she” as well. Considering your great love for the cat it also seems appropriate. 😉
See he loves you. He curled up on your chest and was kneading you. That’s his way of getting two things done in one shot. He was showing you that he loves you and he wanted you to get up and feed him or just play with him.
I had a cat named Captain Willie who would sleep on the bed with me and when he wanted me to get up he would crawl under the covers and bite my toes He would then get out of the way as I thrashed about trying to kick him Never did kick him. He was fast and was well out of the way when I went off.
Yeah. Right. A sign of love… I’ll try biting Herself’s neck and see if she’ll accept it as a sign of affection [or maybe whip her with a cactus?] A sign of love would be to let me sleep.
Something like this?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w0ffwDYo00Q
:-)))
Believe it or not but when the cat started its little ritual, that video immediately came to mind!
From what I remember from psychology, children have to develop something called object permanence, the idea that things don’t disappear because they are out of sight. Perhaps Penny is going through that developmental stage?
The problem there is that things did change when they were out of sight. I think she's getting used to it now. I'm not though. I still get a surprise when I pass the open bathroom door and see another room behind.
The doors. Reminds me of TV farces many, many years ago.
Why not do a costume change between exiting one door and entering another.
Malone?
Does it give Hitler salute? Lucky Chinese cat first name Ho?
Or the shy, reclusive Hebrew cat. Levi?
Or the anti-social female, Letti?
I’ll get my coat.
I did suggest when the cat arrived that we call it Ho. It occurred to me though that if I stood in the middle of the garden shouting "Ho Malone" that the neighbours would come in to keep me company in my loneliness?
I wasn't going to post another comment but when I scrolled down to the last comment and saw the nifty black markup
thingybar above the comment field, I just couldn't resist.And if it includes my paragraph spaces when I submit it I'll be a happy camper.
Heh! The one I used to have failed abysmally with the last update to WordPress and there was no sign of it being updated. I found the new one purely by accident and it seems to work all right?
It does indeed, including the paragraphs. I'm a happy camper.