Cats Can Have An Incredible Amount of Patience — But Not Often


The cats have been doing dry runs getting ready for the colder weather. At the first hint of a chill in the air, they brought back old memories of tucking in paws and tails and staying in one place so that their little heaters worked to maximum. Then, right in the middle of their cold weather drills, the temperature decided to climb to ridiculously high levels — Global Warming? — and confused the hell out of them. Rose didn’t know whether to nag me for heat or fans or air conditioning. Life is tough for that old, fat cat.

And life got even worse for that girl. After that heat, when the temperature dropped once again to “normal” fall weather, it felt a lot chillier than it really was temperature-wise. Rose just did what she always did. She tucked herself in her usual place on the back of the couch and snuggled in to wait for the time to come when, miraculously, more food would appear in the kitchen.

All seemed just as it should be in her little life. Then, her brother,img_1302 Nick, decided that he needed some extra warmth and comfort and plopped his considerable body on top of hers. Needless to say, she was not amused. Actually Rose is never amused by much of anything in the best of times and this was definitely not one of her best of times. Nick just went promptly to sleep ignoring her sneers and outrage at what he had done to her.

She looked to me to champion her cause and get Nick the hell off of her body. I told her if she wanted him off, she just needed to move.  For some reason, that didn’t seem to be an option that she was willing to accept. Maybe her motherly instincts were kicking in. She used to be quite attentive to his needs cleaning his little ears or licking that bit of back that he can’t reach. One look at her face told me that there was nothing motherly about what she wanted to do to Nick.

Eventually, she just gave up and went back to sleep. Which actually is the best thing to do in most situations — if you’re a cat.