She Only Talks That Way To The Cat

Like Mark Steyn, I love cats and am not afraid to admit it.

In my life, I’ve had three: a Japanese bobtail named Woody, a calico American shorthair named Lindy (named after Green Bay Packers head coach Lindy Infante), and a Maine Coon named Dusty.

Sadly, they all passed to their eternal reward years ago, but their memories live on. I know my life would have been poorer without them.

So, what pets bring or have brought joy to my fellow Ratburghers’ lives?

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  1. Between the time my wife and I married and today we owned two guinea pigs, two box turtles, three cats, and  two dogs as pets. Of these one dog – Dixie – was mine. Or rather, I was her people.

    She elevated me to the status of a god. Not God almighty, maker of heaven and earth. More like a minor Roman deity, the god of walks and belly rub. The Romans had a very transactional  view of religion. I worship you – you come across with the goodies. (They even had a ceremony to cast out a god who did not deliver, and replace that god with a new one.)

    So it was with Dixie. She would dutifully adore me. Then, after a while, it was time for me to deliver a belly rub or take her for her daily walk. And I would get no peace until I did.

    I did not really mind. When I would give her her belly rub I would always get one leg kicking. On good days I could get her kicking with both hind legs.

    She was a beautiful dog, too: red hair and blue eyes. When I took her for walks she was a chick magnet. ( . . . and I too married for it to matter. Story of my life.) In her later years (she lived to 20) I would joke she was the red-headed, blue-eyed teen-aged girlfriend I would have killed to have had in high school.

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  2. How would you rank cats versus dogs versus cheerleaders?

    What factors should we consider?

    Ability to control their own food intake to avoid obesity?

    Not needing to be chained or caged to avoid running away?

    Ability to quickly learn new tricks?

    Always being happy to see you?

    Looks like it’s 2-2-0.

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  3. Orange/blonde tabby female with a beautifully striped tail. She was a dad’s girl, but we both enjoyed the quirky personality.

    The most amusing thing about cats is their absolute intolerance for change in their environment. One day she went to nap on the back of a sofa and I was washing her favorite throw at the time. Mass hysteria transpired. :))

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  4. ctlaw:
    How would you rank cats versus dogs versus cheerleaders?

    What factors should we consider?

    Ability to control their own food intake to avoid obesity?

    Not needing to be chained or caged to avoid running away?

    Ability to quickly learn new tricks?

    Always being happy to see you?

    Looks like it’s 2-2-0.

    1.) cheerleaders

    2.) cats

    3.) dogs

    Cheerleaders control their food intake, don’t need to be chained, learn new tricks, and are always happy to see me. 4-0 😎

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  5. Woody was my first cat. We got her when I was three years old, during the fall of 1978.

    The day we found her, my mom, dad, brother and I had gone to the Grew House at the US embassy compound in Tokyo to do some shopping. When we got back to our house there was a six-month old kitten stuck in a tree in our front yard, mewling away. We gave her some milk and from then on she was ours. Woody lived until 1996, dying just a few weeks after I graduated from college.

    I still remember sitting in the back seat of our car as we got home, hearing her meowing. That may well be my earliest memory.

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  6. Slightly serious note:

    I noticed that most radical feminists tended to dote upon their cats, and be overjoyed to see them.  This gave me an idea.  At the next debate with a feminist, come dressed as a frisky fluffy feline.

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  7. Mike LaRoche:

    10 Cents:
    Why do people treat animals better than people?

    Having thought this over, I think it’s because animals lack the capacity to judge and ridicule.

    Someone in Japan told me it is because they are loyal and don’t lie. It also is a simple relationship.

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  8. 10 Cents:

    Mike LaRoche:

    10 Cents:
    Why do people treat animals better than people?

    Having thought this over, I think it’s because animals lack the capacity to judge and ridicule.

    Someone in Japan told me it is because they are loyal and don’t lie. It also is a simple relationship.

    Don’t forget the unconditional love and arrogance. :))

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