I went outside to do my sniffing rounds. I did not take long because it's freezing. However, when I came back in, there was no food. How will I survive? It's lunchtime! #CatsOfMastodon#Cats#Cat
#ThrowbackThursday We have found a rare photo of my predecessor Tim, Nice But Dim. Here, he is trying to get trapped in the porch because it was sunny. He got trapped in the porch a lot, according to the preferred human.
I have not been trapped in the porch since I was a kitten. I did it once, but now I only enter if I can exit.
Eric has not been trapped in the porch because he's not worked out that the front door is a door yet.
@Colin Feline intelligence is fascinating because it's so different from that of humans or, for that matter, dogs. For example, when we put a YouTube video of birds and mice on the TV in the corner, our "smarter" cat looked behind the TV, but our "dumber" cat looked behind the TV then, finding no birds there, peered out the window next to the TV to see whether the TV was actually another window to the outside and there were birds there.
I went to the wrong portal. The noise is a man bringing a wheelchair in the front door while I am trapped, shouting at the back. I couldn't be bothered to shout at the humans in the street, I'm tired. #CatsOfMastodon
@thepoliticalcat The man and the human went out to the human catnip place for weeks, resulting in me being left alone for months without food. The tall one came home from college and let me out, but then she fell asleep and did not let me in, hence the lasers.
The humans have stopped leaving the door open for me, so I got trapped in the rain.
I tried to exit through a window, but I got stuck because the window wasn't open wide enough. There was a bottle in the way, so someone had to rescue me. The ignominy.
Eric was on a scratcher I wanted. I stood near him, so he jumped to the other one. Then I wanted the other one, so I stood near that, but then he jumped back to the first one. #CatsOfMastodon#cat#blep #TongueOut
@thepoliticalcat you'll have to explain that it is better than being covered in poo. I've never suffered such treatment because I keep myself clean, but Eric needs constant attention.
There is an extra human sleeping in the living room! No one did a cat consultation or applied for a permit. Why wasn't I informed?
For once, Eric is as upset as I am, so we teamed up to gallop noisily up and down the stairs, followed by a duet of wailing near the bed that has appeared.
Apparently, I have a doppelganger. There was a ginger cat running around outside in the street, but the preferred human and her friend thought it was me, but I was also upstairs in my box.
@Colin I had a lab puppy that was very quiet. Would come to me the second I called her. I got home late one night and saw a lab puppy running down the sidewalk, chased by other dogs. I ran out to call her, but she never came. I went in the house to get my jacket and there she was, looking at me like I was crazy. Quietly. I knew I was going to be the old woman who called her cat/dog that was standing next to her the whole time. I’m almost there. Pity the preferred human. We just want your safety
So... this has happened and I have nowhere to sleep again. I have tried sniffing him and walking around aggressively, but he's not taking the hint. #CatsOfMastodon#Cats
We are out of the firework bunker and we got treats. Thanks for all the sympathy, everyone. :blobcatsnuggle:
Fireworks are still going off, but it's not too bad, so I am having a hug with the preferred human while listening to Beethoven. Eric was not enjoying the Shostakovich. #CatsOfMastodon#Cat#Cats#Fedicats#CatLove
@thepoliticalcat Eric always looks a bit demented and thank you for your support.
I prefer to snuffle about for my treats and like hunting about for them. It can keep me entertained for ages. Eric is not intelligent enough to play this game, so the humans have to put the treats in front of him. That's why I'm still happily snuffling about in the box while he has jumped up, eaten the treats and is leaving. He's now standing by the door screaming to be let outside while I'm having a lovely hug.
@thepoliticalcat The preferred human is going to let us out as we may be fighting over who sits on the cardboard scratcher on the right. I was sitting on the left one but decided Eric needed to get off the right one, but he disagreed. Rude.
I think a run around, a sniff and toilet experience may calm us down a bit after being under a bed for the best part of 5 hours.
@Colin@thepoliticalcat I swear I keep hearing owls but never seen one
I live opposite a big park and I'm informed that deer visit there. I saw a heron once too
I hear Eric has chosen to hide in the bed. With his propensity to wee uncontrollably when terrified, I feel the humans are taking unnecessary risks. Anyway, I'm glad he's not decided to join me in my firework bunker. I just want to be left alone.