Living with Carnivores

A vegetarian human's adventure with cats

Category: Hunting

Happy Cats (or the Swirling Masses)

What to see what happy cats look like? This is a bag of pure, freeze dried raw chicken breast.  All the human has to do is shake the bag and they come running, plaintive cries and all.  And when the human opens the bag and puts it on the floor, everyone has to have a sniff. There is lots of extraneous grooming as they wait patiently for the human to stop taking pictures and start tossing treats for them to chase.Notice the laser eyes boring into the slow, lazy human who is still too preoccupied with photo-taking to do her job of feeding the meows? She would be fired if there were another human slave nearby who was willing (or could be forced) to assume her duties.  (Heavy sigh…)

 

 

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Pepe vs. the Pink Worm

Pepe has a cute little catnip-stuffed pink worm toy that’s tied to “his” chair in the kitchen.He spends a goodly amount of energy batting the poor thing around, kicking it for all he’s worth and, of course, biting it.  In fact, it’s one of the human’s tasks each morning to hold the toy in the air and dangle it over Pepe while he’s upside down so all 4 legs can attack the toy. This job is not without its risks — teeth and claws notwithstanding!On the other hand, it also has many rewards — not the least of which is great entertainment for cat and human alike.And at least it gives the big guy some exercise.Although that too comes with risks, as sometimes Pepe so vigorously chases the toy worm that he ends up rolling off the chair.At least it burn off some of his excess energy and reduces his boredom level a bit.And that means that 5 minutes of energetic dangling of toy-on-string means the human gets 5-7 minutes of peace and quiet to eat her breakfast, plan her day, and enjoy her coffee.Well, at least on some days.This is Pepe we’re talking about.Ah, cats…

 

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Orange Mousy Gets a New Friend

A day after the orange felt mouse ended up sitting beside one of the litter boxes, he or she got a new friend. Lest you think the silly human never picks up the cat toys, she does, but she was conducting an experiment. She wondered how long orange mousy would sit there before one of the cats retrieved him/her.  After the second toy arrived, she picked both up, her experiment terminated early in case even more toys were deposited there. So far, no new toys have appeared beside any of the litter boxes. (Whew!)

 

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Hello Little Friend! How Did You get there?

This is what the human spied tonight when cleaning litter boxes. It’s the cutest little felted cat toy. Sadly, it hasn’t gotten a lot of attention since it came home. Apparently that lack of interest changed today and the little orange mouse was carried around the house until someone felt the call of nature. Sadly, it’s back to being ignored again…hopefully not for long.

 

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GooGoo Girl goes Gaga

Who knew that round disc with a ball on its side and a scratching surface on top would offer so much fun?The GooGoo Girl has made it her own. While most of the others will climb on for a scratch and to imbibe in some catnip, Mac has mastered the art of knocking that ball around alone or with company. She favors two techniques.In the first, she lays on her side close to the disc and alternately kicks the ball with her back feet and swats it with her front.That way she can can have a good extended play, although the ball really only rolls around on about half the track before she bats or kicks it in the other direction again.As you can see from that face, she’s having a really good time.  Here’s betting she imbibed before she started kicking.In the second technique, she will play opposite another kitty (often Corky) or while another kitty is sitting on top of the disc.She dives forward with forepaws out and knocks the ball forward. In fact, she tends to put both forepaws inside the track so she can stop the ball regardless of which direction it’s traveling, then sends it back in the opposite direction.When the ball returns to her other paw, she swats it again, unless the other cat redirects it.Nice to know that at least one cat toy in the last year has met with (limited) feline approval.

 

 

 

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What do You Think Happened Here?

The human happened upon this sight the other evening as she went to clean litter boxes.  It prompted her to wonder what was going on.Did the little mouse decide it needed to use the box?  Or did a playful kitty running around with the mouse in his or her mouth suddenly heed the call of nature and then forget to retrieve the toy?

In this house, almost anything is possible…

 

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Finding Your Own Entertainment…

img_4221The cats have been unhappy with their toy selection of late…well, all except the Merkitty and the round scratching disc featuring the ball that races around the outside.  No surprise, at least one of the kitties has decided to find his own entertainment. The human was sorting through mail and eating her breakfast recently. She’d crumpled up several small pieces of paper into a little ball and pushed it to the side as she worked on other things. The plan was to put it in the recycle bag as soon as she stood up from the table. Of course, the Table Thief immediately struck and cuffed the small paper ball onto the chair and then the floor. Off he ran scooting it around on the floor like a forward chasing a soccer ball down the field. Ooops, he scooped the ball up and it landed inside one of the human’s slippers. Well, that was inconvenient. img_4223Never one to give up on opportunities to play, Pepe first tried cuffing the ball out of the slipper. When that didn’t work and he just drove the ball deeper into the toe box, he adapted quickly and started cuffing the whole slipper around on the floor.
img_4226Admittedly, the slipper lacked the speed and maneuverability of the ball of paper. However, sometimes you just have to make do when the human doesn’t provide any better entertainment opportunities.
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Clearance Toys = Bad Toys

toyThe human was shopping when she came across the cutest little clearance holiday cat toy. It’s a little roll of fabric (soft on the outside, crackly on the inside) stuffed with soft fluff and likely catnip. It’s the perfect size and texture and weight to be carried around in little kitty mouths.  Better yet, it cost 70 cents!

Of course, as soon as the excited human got it home and presented it to her overlords, the real games began. Caesar did come over and sniff it, but did little else. When none of the other felines gave it so much as a cuff, the discouraged human picked it up and brought it upstairs figuring she’d put it in Caesar’s kitty bed.

The toy disappeared for a few days, then reappeared. So far no one seems to be claiming credit for that. Clearly, clearance toys = bad toys.  On the other hand, paying good money for toys doesn’t seem to improve their odds of being used either.  Maybe they just have too many toys.  Or maybe they just like to mess with the human’s head.



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Bad Crunchies Again

img_4231Well, the human is back in the dog house. She found a bag of crunchies on sale that she’d really wanted to try. They are only partially dehydrated, so in consistency they fall somewhere between a soft treat and the usual hard crunchy.  They also are grain free and didn’t have any undesirable ingredients other than a bit of potato. She nabbed a bag (now 1/3 off) and took it home to her kitties. Sad to say, the new crunchies didn’t go over well, as you can see from above.

The human’s theory is that the reason the whole feeding station is upended is that the kitties were trying to find some of the “acceptable” crunchies that inevitably fall underneath the rack and bowls. (They are very messy eaters!) In trying to pull the absorbent pad with the good crunchies on it closer to their mouths, the tray and bowls that were sitting on the pad flipped over in the other direction. This has all the earmarks of the Merkitty, who has been fairly mellow these last few months…as long as the human was supplying acceptable crunchies. Mess up in that critical department and there is always hell to pay.  Such a Merkitty!

By the way, if anyone can figure out what constitutes an acceptable and a not-acceptable crunchy, please let the human know. She’s sick and tired of paying good money for ultra-premium pet food that the overlords won’t eat. Maybe they need a week of Friskies and 9-Lives to recall that they get pretty good chow in this house.

 

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Shell Game

img_4219The clumsy human knocked a small bottle off on the floor this morning while moving a box in search of some more shampoo before showering. Of course, the bottle went down between the wall and a cabinet, necessitating that she get down on hands and knees, move some items out of the way, and search for the bottle.  And what did she find on the floor besides the dropped bottle?  Why a whole collection of shells that normally sit in an iridescent bowl on top of the counter by the sink.  What were those shells doing out of the bowl and on the floor?  The human’s theory is that the Table Thief (aka Pepe) has moved operations and has been cuffing them out of the bowl.  They certainly LOOK like they’d be ideal for chasing around on the floor. He must have been so frustrated when he lobbed them over the edge of the counter and lost them between two cupboards. Actually, it’s a wonder they didn’t shatter when hitting the ceramic tile. Cats!img_4218By the way, happy Valentine’s day to 2- and 4-leggeds all.

 

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