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Thursday, September 27, 2007

Crying Kili

The cat is crying. Or talking to herself. I'm not 100% sure.

I cannot see the cat. The cat's sister is pawing at doors that have been closed for weeks and cannot possibly have a cat behind them.

I am in a position where I cannot get up to find the crying cat without massive effort and having to un-do a lot of the housework-chore-work that I'm in the middle of trying to complete. I holler for the cat to come out and tell me what is wrong. (Unlike the poster known as "Wistaria" who believes she holds conversations with her cats, I know damn well Kili has no idea what I'm saying.)

Eventually Kili comes down the stairs with her favorite felt stuffed-mouse toy in her mouth, still "talking". Looks up at me, yells "MAOW!!!!" - then stomps off (yes, STOMPS) and has a bit of a kibble snack.

Cats. *sigh*

480 days


  • At 12:59 PM, Blogger FOUR DINNERS said…

    WTF is a kibble snack? Still if she enjoys one who cares?...

    My Tara talks to me. She's senile and living through being to stubborn to not live. Quality of life is fine though. Dunno what she's sayin'. Just pick her up n she purrs. Do for me. And her.

    (She's 21 by the way)

  • At 9:31 PM, Blogger Babzy said…

    I hope it's a stuffed mouse. Cats have this strange idea that putting a half dead mouse or bird on their human roommate's pillow, is better than chocolates.

  • At 12:31 AM, Blogger The Future Was Yesterday said…

    They are an indeed, a strange bunch, and that's being generous. My little one will occasionally caterwaul in the middle of the night, until you swear someone broke in the house, and is wringing her neck. I get up at obscene o'clock and go find her, only to see those huge green eyes look up at me: What are you doing up, Dad?

  • At 5:40 AM, Anonymous Croila said…

    The cats we had when I was growing up always preferred the real thing to stuffed mice. They were forever bringing in dead voles, shrews, mice - even a frog, once. Strangely though, they weren't much good at catching birds. oh well!

  • At 6:50 AM, Blogger Sewmouse said…

    Mindi and Kili don't go outside at all. They've never been outside unless in a cat carrier, never since birth. Too much traffic here, they'd not last a week.

    These toys are little felt circles sewn in half (like stuffed crescents) - I think they may have a bit of catnip in them. Kili will walk around the house mumbling with one in her mouth sometimes, but this is the first time she ever made full-fledged yowls with the toy in her mouth.

  • At 6:50 AM, Blogger Sewmouse said…

    Oh! And I give them some wet food one time a day, but the rest of the time I leave out dry "kibble" food for them to snack on at their convenience.

  • At 11:26 AM, Blogger Babzy said…

    Future, you DO realize that when cats are caterwauling they are NOT just wrestling or singing?

    We have one tart of a cat living somewhere in the neighbourhood and every other night she chases her boyfriend until he catches her. Wakes up the whole town.

  • At 11:27 AM, Blogger Babzy said…

    Oh, never mind, I just re-read your comment, Future. Your cat was IN the house. Must have been singing then.


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