The Truth About Cats and, well just Cats.
So, we have a lot of pets.
A lot of rescued cats in particular and they, plus our dog, are our children really. Honestly being a pet here is like winning the lottery. I wish I could be reincarnated as one of our pets. Which is, in a temporal sense, impossible I know, but still you see my point.
Each one is their own distinct little personality wrapped up in a cute, furry package. They all have their likes and dislikes and they all have their, little ticks and psychological issues.
My cat, Herbie, is about 2 years old, which in cat years means he's somewhere around his late teen's. The impressionable years that'll determine what kind of cat man he'll become.
Lately I've noticed some disturbing behavior manifesting in him. Around my Beagle he's really starting to show some negative traits. At first it was small, just him treating her wagging tail like a toy, batting at it with his paws. Now it's grown to him laying in wait by the back door to pounce on her as she comes in from bathroom time in the back yard.
I fear he's fallen in with a bad crowd. I think Herbie has turned into a raging, Anti-Canite.
One day he was laying on the keyboard of my laptop and when I checked the history in Explorer I saw he had been to some Anti-Canite websites. When I confronted him about it, he just walked away with his tail swishing side to side, twittering something under his breath.
I brought up the fact in this house we embrace all species regardless of their genus. How we don't tolerate hate screech in our home. He just laid there licking his paw and rubbing his head. I might as well have been talking to the fish.
If he comes home with his little, cat head shaved, I'll know for sure. Then I'm afraid it'll be too late.
A lot of rescued cats in particular and they, plus our dog, are our children really. Honestly being a pet here is like winning the lottery. I wish I could be reincarnated as one of our pets. Which is, in a temporal sense, impossible I know, but still you see my point.
Each one is their own distinct little personality wrapped up in a cute, furry package. They all have their likes and dislikes and they all have their, little ticks and psychological issues.
My cat, Herbie, is about 2 years old, which in cat years means he's somewhere around his late teen's. The impressionable years that'll determine what kind of cat man he'll become.
Lately I've noticed some disturbing behavior manifesting in him. Around my Beagle he's really starting to show some negative traits. At first it was small, just him treating her wagging tail like a toy, batting at it with his paws. Now it's grown to him laying in wait by the back door to pounce on her as she comes in from bathroom time in the back yard.
I fear he's fallen in with a bad crowd. I think Herbie has turned into a raging, Anti-Canite.
One day he was laying on the keyboard of my laptop and when I checked the history in Explorer I saw he had been to some Anti-Canite websites. When I confronted him about it, he just walked away with his tail swishing side to side, twittering something under his breath.
I brought up the fact in this house we embrace all species regardless of their genus. How we don't tolerate hate screech in our home. He just laid there licking his paw and rubbing his head. I might as well have been talking to the fish.
If he comes home with his little, cat head shaved, I'll know for sure. Then I'm afraid it'll be too late.