I’m going to get in trouble for this one but hey, I like to live dangerously! I want to talk about the cats and as you know they’re technically my daughter’s pets and so I have to be careful what I say or she’ll come after me.
Our cats (or probably all cats) are strange creatures. So independent and yet so needy at times. Jingles is the noisy one – he ‘talks’ constantly. He meows when he comes in – to announce his arrival of course! He meows when he wants food. He meows when he sneaks into the rest of the house and realises he’s alone. He meows when the kitchen door is open slightly and he can see a world of opportunity beyond. So frankly, he meows most of the time. I can’t remember if I’ve told you before but I do think he’s a human in cat form. Unlike 90% of cats, he likes water. If he’s lucky enough to be in the house and one of us is in the bathroom he goes bonkers when we flush the toilet. He wants to get in and have a look at the water. He’s even been fishing in the pond – not with a rod and line but with his paws. He’s come in with his fore legs completely wet from his reaching in to stir up the water and try to catch tadpoles.
His sister on the other hand is a little minx. A true tortie she definitely has a vicious streak. We have a cat scratching post with a platform on top. It sits by the cat flap to allow Izzy to keep her claws wonderful and sharp (Jingles has no interest in it). Many a day, you’ll find Izzy on top of the platform with one paw lazily hanging down. As Jingles comes in through the cat flap she swipes him and starts a fight. I really haven’t worked out who’s boss in this relationship. Izzy is definitely the stroppy one who picks fights and I think Jingles plays the adult ignoring her and usually getting out of her way, but just occasionally giving in and retaliating. Having said that though, if there is food about Izzy doesn’t get a look in – Jingles will push her out of the way and happily stuff his face whilst Izzy waits patiently for her bowl to be filled.
I actually think that most of their fighting is just attention grabbing – it’s the ‘feed us or we’re going to keep this up’ action. Do cats have a Pavlovian response? Will they learn that meowing brings attention and fighting can sometimes bring food? Or can they just not help themselves but meow and they fight when they’re hungry just because they’re crabby?
Why do I keep trying to understand illogical creatures? I guess it’s human nature – it’s certainly my human nature to try to understand the world around me and change aspects that I’m not keen on. So, I must leave now and try to work out how to stop cats meowing and fighting!