If I ever go to cat college, I’ll probably skip class to play with twisty bread ties. Then, eventually, I’ll get my act together and focus on a subject I’ve always found most fascinating: people psychology.
I’ve been studying the behaviors of my people most of my life. The things they do range from quirky (eating with utensils) to troublesome (showering). Through my studies, I’ve noticed that people are individuals with unique flaws. For example, one of my people has claw-strophobia. When it comes to small spaces, her thoughts get jumbled.
Cats, fortunately, do not suffer from this condition. The smaller the space, the more exciting it is to squeeze in and get comfy. I love a good box, don't you? And for good reason: small spaces provide safety. When danger threatens, nobody wants to be left exposed in an open area. But imagine being my poor person who, in her mixed-up thinking, gets nervous at the thought of being in a tight spot. And so she puts herself at risk.
I hope to learn more about this condition one day and discover a cure. I’d love nothing more than to take a nap with my person – not on the bed, but under it.
Until next time,
About Me (and my cats)
In January, 2018, my sassy tortoiseshell cat Oliva hijacked my blog. Padron, my easygoing tabby cat, soon followed her example. I did nothing to stop them because I thought they had some pretty interesting things to say. In April, Oliva died. To say we miss her is a pathetic understatement. She was sweet and bossy and unforgettable. And while I'll allow Padron to continue blogging from time to time, I think he needs to share this space with me. It's my blog, after all. Stay tuned for posts from me, the human running this site.