So I'm sitting on the floor in front of the big TV, trying to motivate myself to exercise. Bailey is behind me on the north side of the little couch and Kat is on the south side. He always wants the north side, so he starts licking the dog's ears, a favorite trick of his. I stop him. A few minutes later I turn around and he has his front paw extended to the dog's ear, and as soon as he saw me he pretended he was just cleaning his paw. Not doing anything. Not annoying the dog. Not me.
Them critters are content! 🙂
Cats ARE pretty smart
I had a large grey Maine Coon cat for years, Mr. Kitty. We lived out in the woods and Mr. Kitty was close to being a "wild" cat. He lived outdoors and only came in the house during bad weather or late at night, after the kids went to bed.
He got in a fight with 'something' and came home with a leg half ripped open. I doctored him up best I could and gave him a prominent spot in the kitchen to recover. As the weeks passed he still had a noticeable limp. I figured he might limp the rest of his life.
One night it was about time for him to limp home and I peeked out the kitchen window and saw him skulking around my truck...with NO limp. I opened the back door and called for him. Once he saw me he started limping pitifully toward the back door!
I realized I was being played by a crafty old tom cat.
Only a land surveyor would describe the location of his pets relative to his furniture inside his house by using cardinal directions.:-D
