Living with Carnivores

A vegetarian human's adventure with cats

Category: Tormenting the Human

Bedmaking QC

The human changed the sheets.  This, of course, meant it was time to help the human make the bed — and ensure she did the job right!
First, Caesar got involved.  He held down the sheets so the human could get a tight pull to ensure there were no wrinkles. He’s really generous that way.  Next, Pepe got into the action.  He explored the various layers of blankets to make sure all layers were pulled up to the top of the bed. Wouldn’t want any wrinkles there either.  The quality control (QC) experts were hard at work. <<Such a lucky human!>> 

 

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Little Red Bee Visits the Office

Surely, the human can stop working long enough to give him some pets and some snacks? Who could resist that little face?

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Cat vs. Zipper Pull

This is Mac — up close and personal. She is about to attack the zipper pull on the human’s pullover.First the cuffy paw was applied, but the zipper pull didn’t move much.Next little teeth were applied. The zipper pull moved.  <<Success!>>

 

 

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Pepe and the Feather

Keeping Pepe entertained at breakfast is no small task — especially when the 2-legged is trying to get her own breakfast cooked and eaten, and her schedule planned.This is the time of day when the Pepster seems incapable of entertaining himself, so the human has to do it for him. On this particular day, we’d tried all our usual toys and none were up to snuff. The human even dragged out the dreaded feather wand and swished it around. Mr. Pickles chased it a bit, then lay down and ignored the toy and whined at the human. Fortunately (or not) a feather fell out of the wand and the human couldn’t put it back in so it got turned into a toy. For reasons only Pepe knows, the feather was a hit and he batted it around and chased it along the floor. Of course, let us be clear that just because Pepe played with the feather that day, doesn’t mean he’ll ever even look at it again.

 

 

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The Plea

This is the Merkitty. She’s just chastised the human for not leaving her office and finding food for the meows…<<at 2:30 in the afternoon, mind you!>>. First she tried cuddles. Then she tried sass. And last she tried a throaty plea for compassion.  When none of those things worked, she looked daggers at the human and called her jailer names under her breath.

 

 

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Pepe and the Cable Organizer

Pepe was bored the other morning and was complaining about the lack of entertainment while the human tried to eat her breakfast in peace. <<Not happening!>>So the human, who had been cleaning out her office and had some office supplies on the table, went looking for a toy. She found a package of nifty flexible plastic cable organizers. You twist the flexible device around power cords and cables to various electronic devices. Each organizer is a different bright color and has a flat area where you can write the name of the device.  They looked like they would roll, so the human pulled one out and tossed it to Pepe.As you can see, great entertainment began immediately. Pepe chased the gadget all over the kitchen, executing some rather remarkable tosses, jumps, and saves while he was at it.Eventually, he settled down for a bit of a rest. Meantime, the resourceful 2-legged was able to finish her breakfast. 

 

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Make Your Own Entertainment

Several days in a row the human walked into the other bedroom and found a cardboard cat scratching box (which is shaped like a cube with the center cut out) lying on its side instead of standing on an end.She thought that maybe one of the kitties had used it like a step stool to climb up or down from the bed in that room so, being a well-trained human, she turned it up on its side again. After three mornings in a row of tilting it back up, the 2-legged noticed a toy mouse in the center of the overturned cat scratcher. That made her think the kitties were inventing their own games, so she went around the upstairs and picked up the multitude of toy mice that had been dragged out of the toy boxes on the stairs and strewn around during the night.  She placed all the mice in the center of the scratching box and left it on its side. Each evening she’d return to look at the overturned scratcher and would usually find most of the mice had been removed and taken elsewhere.  She’d go around and collect them again and refill the space, then check to see what was there come morning.  As you can see, the number of toys keeps increasing, and the cats have started scratching on the front face of the box — a surface not meant to be scratched….much like the hand-knotted rug on which it sits. <<Sigh. Within 10 square feet of this rug, there are no less than 5 hanging and standing cat scratchers. I guess they prefer wool to cardboard or sisal.>>

 

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Mer Smirks

This is Macaroni the Merkitty. She’s been giving the human a piece of her mind. (Sadly, the camera isn’t fast enough to capture those open-mouth plaintive cries.) The human has put the kitties on a diet. D-i-e-t is a 4-letter word and it isn’t nice. In the old days, there were bottomless crunchy bowls upstairs and down. Now food is only offered at certain times a day, and the crunchies are limited and only come with water in them. Blecht. <<Bad human!>>

 

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Self-Serve Cookies

Since the morning snack is one of the highlights of both the 4-legged and 2-legged people’s day, the human tried an experiment.First she took the lid off the kitties’ snack container (aka cookie jar), then stood back to see what would happen. Many noses (followed by kitty bodies) moved over to sniff at the interesting object.Next, the human tipped the container on its side to see what they would do.  She figured the three biggest snack monsters — Caesar, Mac, and Corky — would soon help themselves. At first everyone sat around looking at this unprecedented situation.  <<Is this for real? Can we really go fishing for our own cookies?>>Corky, always up for a game involving food, stuck his paw into the container and soon hooked a snack, flipped it out, and started eating it off the rug.  
Mac was fascinated and Pepe was right there watching his brother.  Initially Caesar appeared disinterested, but he soon got involved in the goings on. Fireball moved back to sit by a chair. Perhaps he thought it was a trap.  <<No way the 2-legged will let us eat all the snacks we want. She’s being a tricky human again.>>At first Corky was unstoppable, but then Pepe muscled in and started digging for yummies too.Interestingly, no member of the Trio reached in and helped themselves, although Miss Mac got mighty close. <<First time for everything!>> The same cannot be said for the Duo, who got busy pulling snacks out and eating them. Well, the human watched and took pictures for many minutes. The two brave kitties got a fistful of snacks. The others were given a few snacks handpicked by the human. All in all, an interesting experiment for one and all.

 

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The Afternoon Greeting Party

This is the afternoon greeting party. Two of the cats are waiting patiently…well, somewhat patiently…outside the human’s office for their afternoon snack.  When she takes a short break, they’ll follow her into the kitchen and remind her of what’s really important in the moment.They come downstairs in ones and twos all afternoon to cajole the human into doling out something to eat. If she ignores the head bumps to her legs and the plaintive cries delivered by kitties standing on hind legs and reaching up to touch her or her desk, or the more insistent attempts to jump onto her keyboard, then most of them will move out into the living room and wait…on the good days. Occasionally there will be some sassy faces and some sassy sounds, and of course there will be Mer-smirks, but for the most part, they’ll leave the human be after a while. Maybe they know when she’s on deadline.

 

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