July 10, 2010
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Learning My Place
One of the nicest things about The Sam’s temporary digs is that there is a fenced-in outdoor area with plenty of grasses and a bush. We are able to take the big kitty out there for supervised walks. The Sam hasn’t had many outdoor experiences, especially since he had to have all of his teeth removed a few years ago. It’s neat to watch him explore; he has to smell every single blade of grass (and taste most of them, too!), and examine each weed and bug. The space measures about twelve feet by three, but The Sam’s captivated by it for at least a half an hour at a time.Today was a big day at the kennel; while we were there, six dogs were picked up, pretty much at the same time. There was a LOT of barking and whining. Loud noise usually bothers The Sam, so Ken took him out for a little nature walk.
All of the girl kitties have gone home; the only neighbour The Sam has left (until Sunday, anyway) is a big boy-kitty, Mister L. He is an older gentleman, thirteen years old, and he looks like a lighter-grey version of The Sam. His meow is kind of gravelly; Mister L sounds like he’s done some living. Since he is a friendly fellow, he’s been let out in the kitty playroom along with The Sam a couple of times. The two boys didn’t become best buddies or anything, but they got on okay for stranger-cats.
Mister L has been lonely (his owners are away on vacation), so while Ken took our cat on his nature walk, I visited with the old man. Like The Sam, Mister L is a gentle giant of a kitty. I opened his door and picked him up, and he gave me head-butts and licked my forehead… purring really loudly. I sat on the floor with him, and he rolled over in front of me, exposing a big white belly. I brushed it for him, and the purring got louder.
When the screen door opened (It needs to be oiled or something), Mister L and I both looked up. The Sam was… well, he was pissed. He hissed at Mister L, chased him off, and climbed into my lap. Mister L went back into his condo without any argument (Ken helped him). As soon as Mister L was locked in, The Sam got up and left the room… to flirt with the three ladies working there today.
Apparently, I need to learn my place: The Sam can flirt with any human he wants, but I am not allowed to touch any other cat.
Ever.
Comments (17)
lol. Isn’t that just like a man-cat. ;0)
lol That is so cute.
lol Animals are funny like that.
A cool cat, indeed.
Man, he’s a tough one! And he knows he can make the rules and get away with it because he’s The Sam.
ahhaa, it’s like in those relationships where, say, the woman can have guy friends, but the guy can’t have gal friends (or vice versa).
Although, you should still visit Mister L when you can
It is very important to generate a good attitude, a good heart, as much as possible. From this, happiness in both the short term and the long term for both yourself and others will come.
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Animals can sure be the boss of us sometimes! But we love them all same
I’ve fallen in love with Sam’s personality!
Typical cat.
I’ve missed Sam’s peeps. Man, I had no idea how much.
After all the time he spent training you….why does this surprise you? LOL
Excellent post CB !!
ha ha ha. so typical of a DUDE
I love it~ and I agree with Bricker.
My Calamity Jane~ Cairn Terrier~ refuses to let any other dog touch me, when she’s in my lap. She’s fine on the ground~ but when it’s her time to sit with Wild Momma~ everyone else better back off and wait their turn.
I’m surprised that he didn’t lift his kitty leg and mark his territory while he was chasing Mister L off!
That is too funny!!!
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