Cats and Their Nonchalant Behavior
"Of all God's creatures, there is only one that cannot be made slave of the lash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve the man, but it would deteriorate the cat." - Mark Twain
Cats Choose Us; We Don't Choose Them
I have always loved cats despite being allergic to them. Cats are so beautiful and graceful. You just want to snuggle up with one and love it. I would do that if I didn’t break out in hives and my throat didn’t close up. Even though I have allergies, I still have cats. They are outside cats that get lots of daily attention.
Thomas and Lily are two very cool cats. Thomas makes you think he is not interested in anything, yet he is next to us every time we are in the yard or in our sunroom with him. Lily is sweet, is even tempered, has a purr like a dove, and can be spiteful when crossed. A sweet, spiteful cat? Yes, she is. It is her terms or no terms. Her spite is the reason they are outside cats (and that hive and no breathing thing). Both cats choose when they want us and when they do not. If you do not know this about a cat, your feelings can be hurt very easily by the nonchalant cat that passes you by without a glance.
Cats and Their People
Lily came to us as a pregnant stray. At that time my six year old daughter, also allergic, fell in love with her immediately. Lily was so starved for attention that she accepted the rough holdings and the insistence of being placed under the blankets to snuggle with my daughter. My daughter thinks she chose Lily, but Lily chose her.
When we first got Lily, she was a bit timid. When my daughter literally latched onto her and she allowed it, the rest of us were considered as mere inconveniences. The best I could get out of Lily was a purr when I talked to her as she did the figure eight around my legs as I fed her. Other than that, I could have been a piece of furniture in the room.
One day we left the house, and I shut all the doors to the bedrooms. I didn’t realize I had locked Lily in one of them. When we got home, she shot out of the room, went straight to my husband and my bed and peed on my side. Ever tried to get cat pee out of a mattress? “Okay,” I thought, “I deserved that,” and I let it go.
The next time, I couldn’t let it go. We were having our basement finished. Lily considered this her domain. We had a couch and a love seat and a cat bed for Lily and Thomas. Well, all the nailing and sawing of putting up the walls did not set well with her. I kept smelling something horrible in the room. Finally, the contractor said, “I had to shew your cat off your couch twice today. She was peeing on it.” Then he added that Thomas had taken a turn, too. By this time, the smell was throughout the house. That was the day they became outside cats. I tried to use all types of enzyme cleaning products and had the couch steam cleaned, but the smell would not come out. Lily was mad at us for disrupting her life. Thomas smelled her spots of iniquity, and followed her down the path that led to the door.
Now, you cat lovers don’t think we are mean because they have beds and heat lamps in the garage, and now they have a sunroom that my husband recently added onto our deck. We are with them as much as they allow us to be, which is a lot.
Cats and Dogs
Five years ago we got a pair of miniature Dachshunds, Maggie and Ruby. Thomas is such a big cat with a laid back attitude, but he loves to be babied, which he is. We feared that he would be jealous of Maggie when we brought her home. The breeder told us that Dachshunds love cats and cats love Dachshunds. He was so big and she was so little that we had our doubts.
At first, Maggie was a bit shy of this “tiger” in the backyard. Then he came over to check her out. They started nuzzling each other as if they were long lost siblings. This big cat and tiny puppy loved each other from the beginning. To this day they play games of chase in the yard. It is so much fun to watch Thomas. He looks too cool to play with dogs then all of a sudden he jumps straight up in the air and the chase is one with him crisscrossing jumps over the top of Maggie, taunting her then letting her clean his ears after it is done.
Then there is Ruby. She loves to bark like she is really bad. She will corner Lily, or so she thinks. Then there is a big, “YIPE!” Lily takes one claw, delicately reaches out, and jabs it in Ruby’s hindquarter or maybe on Ruby's nose. Just one “plink” then Lily nonchalantly walks out of the corner, head held high and in no hurry, passing Ruby and her hurt pride as if she didn’t even notice Ruby’s presence.
Cats: the Royal Animal
We love our animals, but our cats are in control of their domain. Their nonchalant attitudes and behaviors are respected at our house. They “allow” us to be a part of their lives. Keeping them fed and giving them attention has much to do with it, but they either love you or simply tolerate you. There is not a thing you can do about it, except keep trying to get into their good graces and love them.
© 2012 Susan Holland