Our cat Missy, generally a sober and reliable cat of high intelligence, decided to explore a plastic bag one night and got stuck in the handles. She ran like mad, but was always closely pursued by that rattly plastic bag.
Cats aren’t always as thoughtful as they should be.
Here’s two cats trying to solve a puzzle meant for dogs. Solve it and get a treat. The cat reaching into the cylinder is cheating. The other one solves it honestly.
A reliable sauce reports that five out of six elected officials fail to solve the puzzle even when allowed to cheat.
None of my cats ever got into this: look you right in the eye and push something off the shelf. Why do cats do this? Just to show the lowly human who’s boss? Do they understand the concept of trying to please their human housemates?
Ah, the magic of technology! Would you believe it took me an hour, just now, a whole hour, to get the computer turned on, get it working, find and copy this video, and post it here? Please keep the AI well away from the nuclear weapons!
They say Siamese are the most talkative cats–but what are those cats saying? Obviously this cat is berating her owner for some undisclosed transgression.
I don’t know. Our cat Buster talked a lot, but we were sure he was trying to tell jokes and funny stories. If only we knew.
Pay close attention, because this is how civilizations die: animals start acting like really weird people, and the reservoir of sanity gets depleted. That’s what the crow told me. What the cat had to say about it isn’t printable.
This video is so odd, I just couldn’t resist it. And it reminded me of an even odder dream.
My father, a man not given to flights of fancy, once told me he dreamt he was trying to teach one of my pet frogs to talk… and was making some progress with the word “finger.” The world has been waiting for a frog that could say “finger” clearly.
Chicken wants to sleep in the cat’s bed. So does the cat. Watch them methodically annoy each other until they both wind up without a bed. (Gee, there should be a lesson in that somewhere, shouldn’t there?)
(Where did my sharing buttons go?)
We don’t want to make too much of this–a cat soloing with a symphony orchestra. She’s only Nora the Piano Cat; she can’t play the spoons.
And I’m happy to be able to say that she’s still with us, still on YouTube–a genuine feline celebrity.
How is it that cats and kittens can rough-house so vigorously and not wind up shredded into strips? I mean, yeesh, kittens’ claws are sharp! And their teeth are like needles. I don’t know how they do it.