stupid cat tricks

[lyssie]

AHAHAHAH. Quin, deciding she'd had enough of me combing her scarpered and slid under my bed. Now, I could disabuse her of the notion that I can't follow her under there. But lifting the mattress/box springs, or dropping flat on the floor to chase her would be too much effort.

Although, apparently, she thinks it's now safe, because she followed me back out into the living room.

CAT. You are not smrt.

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[aj.livejournal.com]

*sniggers madly* Your cat... is entertaining in the extreme. Just sayin'.

*uses the Barek icon JUST FOR ME AHAHAHAHAHA* I want one.

[lyssie.livejournal.com]

SHE IS. She is currently giving me this puzzled "Comb? What's that?" look. *snickers*

[aj.livejournal.com]

I think it's better to have dumb pets with short attention spans. For everyone, including the pet.

(I've recently come to appreciate Tahoe who is a happy, rather stupid puppy. Unlike Cheyenne who is wicked-smart when she wants to be... and a pain in the ass.)

[lyssie.livejournal.com]

Did I tell you about the new comforter story? I probably haven't THUS, I shall now.

So, I bought this new comforter, yeah? And it's kind silky/shiny, and fluffy (AND PURPLE AND BLUE, but that's something else entirely). The first night I had it on the bed, I'm waiting for the cat to show up--

She has this nightly routine, see. Hop up on the bed, walk around the edge, settle on my left side.

Anyway. She jumps up onto her normal starting corner.

Takes a step onto the new comforter--

And jumps BACKWARDS (almost knocking herself onto the floor).

If I'd been on the edge of the bed, I would have FALLEN OFF, I was laughing so hard.

I was loud enough, Timey could hear me. Thus, I had to get up (still giggling) and stagger out to explain the cat and her freaked-out reaction.

Quin still doesn't like the new comforter, and will now go out of her way to avoid it before jumping on the bed (going around to the other side, f'r instance).

(hrm. This is generally true. Stupid pets have easier capacity for happiness)

[aj.livejournal.com]

*falls over laughing* Oh, that's awesome. Poor Quin! Your cat is just... entertainment wrapped up in one little fluffy ball. Damn, I miss Freak. He used to run skidding into things on mom's floor all the time. Sigh. I want a kitty but cannot afford one!

(WORD. This is true for people too.)