That Cat Thinks He's People!
"Frilly, Rolly, Furly" was inspired by this cat. As was "The Curious Tale of Curious Quentin Quail."
First he comforted the dog. Now he comforts us.
One day we looked out our restaurant window and saw what had been unbelievable before.
There in the small garden area where our old German shepherd dog, Shepherdess II, was aging faster than we wanted her to, was a small kitten feeding from the same dish as the dog!
Where he came from is really anyone's guess, but there he was, and our big German shepherd seemed happy for the company. The kitten seemed happy for the food. Old age had met desperation, giving new hope for the days of lions laying down with lambs.
Certainly "ferrel" would likely have been the category for the kitten, had it not been for his fortuitous arrival at the garden where "Shep" was housed and contained.
Certainly "somewhat lonely" will be the category we will fall into, when ultimately the now full-grown kitten passes away, just as we all must one day.
"Skittenish" at first, the kitten would dash up a nearby small tree when we approached with water or food, and that continued for the short time before Shep died of old age. We didn't change the menu until much later.
One day my wife looked out the kitchen window and saw the kitten gently stroking Shep's fur where both were enjoying some morning sun. The kitten was not sharpening its claws. It was in fact caressing the dog!
If the dog was sitting up, the kitten was typically sitting up too, and right between the dog's two front paws. I wish I had a video to show you, but the kitten's behavior and the dogs circumstances, led us to label the kitten "a hospice cat!"
When Shep died, we buried her at our home, but we continued to feed and water the kitten, and the kitten gradually (perhaps in need of the missing companionship) stayed nearby when we came with food and water. And it was not long before it allowed us to give it the caressing it had formerly given to the dog.
Not long after the dog died, and having converted our restaurant gradually into a health store, we no longer needed a full kitchen, a walk-in refrigerator, and the expense of a monthly lease, etc., so we moved the health store to our home after converting our two-car carport into a store and a classroom.
The young cat had become at home in the health store, and moved with us to spend full-time at our real home, in the garden, and in the store/classroom area.
Our business, our property, and our family were now complete, our children having grown, flown, and been on their own.
Darned if that cat didn't listen attentively to any conversation which had his name mentioned, and we even came to believe that he understood a lot more than we had given him credit for!
Likewise, we have become accustomed to his language, too, albeit much of it is body language...especially when the message is his front claws gently digging into my right thigh when I am sitting here at the computer and he wants to go out!
If he wasn't using his and our bodies for his plea, he is stretching his full length toward the door handle which means freedom; his intent is equally clear.
He is also persistent in caterwauling (well, not quite that raucous) for fresh replacement water and concerning emptiness appearing in either his upstairs or downstairs food dishes which normally hold dried cat food not dissimilar to the dried dog food he grew up eating.
Ask him a question and we have grown to think we can distinguish between his "Yes" and his "No" answers. That may be carrying the relationship too far, but it's what we think we've learned, and laugh about between ourselves.
There is another aspect to our cat-people relationship, and that is the cat's cat-quail relationship which has turned into a children's book, which is available here now on HubPages with the title "The Curious Tale Of Curious Quentin Quail.".
But, as the saying goes: "That's another story!"
© 2012 Demas W. Jasper All rights reserved.
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