These days I am learning much from the resident feline of Stroade residence, the cat who talks back. The cat named meow-meow was so called because whenever she hears a human saying meow, she meows back. A very social animal that seeks attention and company, can often be annoying when she jumps over or onto someone when he/she is amidst a nap. Meow-meow and me are no exceptions to this phenomenon. She comes and curls up next to me late in the night, while I am sleeping, at times preventing me from turning around in sleep.
Pesky, purring cat!
She beats with her tail,
And how fair is that?
She beats with her tail,
And how fair is that?
And that is, what happens during the day between the cat and me. To avoid this pesky situation, I made up my mind to play with Toby, Jeri's resident dog. The first day was a success. The cat didn't approach me. Second day, she seemed to keep her distance a bit, but within half an hour she changed her mind. As usual, she was curling up next to me, while I am working. Later I decided on a different strategy, to let her sniff on my hands after I petted Toby. She seemed to be not so keen, to come and crawl on me, but rather contented to be sleeping on the couch next to me.
My experiments are still evolving. Still I wonder whatever made Robert Heinlein say, 'Women and cats do as they please; and men and dogs should relax and get used to this idea.'
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