Talking to Your Cat

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As long as some of us are talking about cats, I’d like to share this with you. It’s a true story. Honest.

My cat Buster, a big orange cat, was sitting up on the cabinet, looking out the window. His sister, Missy, was on the floor, washing herself. I was concerned for Missy’s weight; so I said to Buster, “Yo, Buster! Look how fat your sister is getting. She needs some exercise. Why don’t you jump down from there and chase her up the stairs?”

And that is exactly what he did.

You can’t tell me your cats don’t understand you when you talk to them. Well, okay, you can tell me that–but I won’t believe you.

About leeduigon

I have lived in Metuchen, NJ, all my life. I have been married to my wife Patricia since 1977. I am a former newspaper editor and reporter. I was also the owner-operator of my own small business for several years. I wrote various novels and short stories published during 1980s and 1990s. I am a long-time student of judo and Japanese swordsmanship (kenjutsu). I also play chess, basketball, and military and sports simulations. View all posts by leeduigon

13 responses to “Talking to Your Cat

  • UnKnowable

    How dare you fat-shame that poor cat. You’re a biggit and a hateful person for wanting your cat to,lead a longer, healthier life. 🙂

    That is an amazing story. Animals seem to understand a lot more than we give them credit for. I don’t claim to understand it, but they were created to interact with us and their faculties are not the product of chance, or natural selection, but of design and purpose. I think we will see things in the restitution which will amaze us. I’m not suggesting talking animals, or anything like that, but I think that we will have the privilege of seeing how this earth was made to work.

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    • leeduigon

      Another time, with Buster having a difficult recovery from dental surgery, I said to him, “Well, what do you say, Buster? How about we go upstairs and have a pee?” (The litter box was in the bathroom.) And that’s just what he did. I am convinced that cat spoke English.

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    • leeduigon

      P.S.–Missy was my girl. When she was spayed, I was very concerned because she was still so young, so little. When I brought her home, I put her on the bed and lay down beside her for most of the day, reading Thucydides and feeding her one kibble at a time, as desired. From then on, she was my little shadow. God knows how I miss her.

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  • Phoebe

    It’s hard to tell with cats. This may be blasphemous, but sometimes I wonder whether God uses them as messengers (aka angels) to keep us on the right path — and also keep us both comforted and open to marvels.

    Or then again, it may be that cats are our masters, and occasionally they do what we tell them in the same way that we give them treats. Come to think of it, our giving them treats is actually what they’ve trained us to do. Those cute eyes and silent meows….

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    • UnKnowable

      At least in a very general sense, I agree. When God created all things, He knew just what He was doing. When we look at an animal with admiration, we are admiring God’s work, not the animal’s. When an animal brings us comfort and affection, they are doing what they were created to do.

      How is it that a tough man can be turned into quivering jelly by a baby animal? It’s because they were designed to have that effect upon us. So, when a pet comes up and melts your heart, they are doing the work that were made for.

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  • thewhiterabbit2016

    In “The thunder King,” Cavall the dog can’t speak a human language but does seem to understand them amazingly well. As I continue to read the story I think maybe Cavall will start talking in a way Wytt does so he can be understood perfectly by those gifted to understand.
    Or as Albert Einstein said: “There are only two ways to live your life: as though nothing is a miracle, or as though everything is a miracle.”

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