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July 29, 2012
Why I won't be cleaning off my patio anytime soon
As a rule I've been pretty good about going outside after a big storm and removing all the broken branches and leaves and whatnot left behind.
Today I'd planned to clear off my patio and in fact was just summoning up the psychological energy required to initiate the physical removal protocol when I happened to glance out the window and espy what you see above and below.
It became clear instantly that Gray Cat much prefers the comfort of detritus to a bare, pristine concrete surface when it comes to snoozing in supreme feline comfort.
And it's equally clear that her comfort and joy trumps mere human aesthetics.
From now on the patio default setting is "debris field."
Thinks Gray Cat: "What took so long?"
Never mind — better late than never.
July 29, 2012 at 04:01 PM | Permalink
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i don't know joe- looks like work avoidance to me
Posted by: sherlock | Aug 3, 2012 4:51:48 AM
PT - the cat thinks you're building elaborate exercise equipment and jungle gyms just for her. Great fun! Do more! Those street-smart alley cats are the Einsteins of the feline world.
Posted by: Flautist | Jul 31, 2012 11:48:23 AM
A couple of years ago I was adopted by an alley cat. She is the smartest cat I have ever seen in my 65 years.
I had a brainstorm: With a few mods, I would keep her in the fenced back yard of my Victorian row house--safe from traffic and any complaining neighbors. So I went down to the cellar and got tools and materials and the cat followed me. Back upstairs and out to the yard with the cat tagging along. I made the mod (cat watching), I stood back (cat studying the result). After a couple of minutes, she would get up, walk over, start climbing, and overcome the new obstacle.
This was repeated about 20 times (I stopped counting at 13). The coup de grace was when I made the last improvement and she then climbed straight up the 6-ft wooden fence that had been there all along, from the very beginning.
Yesterday I hung up that hanging mesh bug screen lately seen on bookofjoe. My Product Testing Department was the first critter to walk through it. Then she lay down to see what I would do next. But now I know when to quit.
== PT
Posted by: PT | Jul 31, 2012 11:11:58 AM
Can I have Cheez Flautist?
Posted by: 6.02*10^23 | Jul 30, 2012 2:50:33 AM
Now we pass into the spiritual realm. Cats are beyond fascinating: top predators; and, the last human-domesticated animal; and, given to training their humans...
I like this story - a bit more extreme than you, Joe - but entirely within reason for a special cat:
"Muezza (or Muʿizza) (Arabic: معزة) is said to have been the Islamic prophet Muhammad's favorite cat.According to legend, Muhammad one day awoke at the sound of the call to prayer. Preparing to attend, he began to clothe himself; however, he soon discovered Muezza sleeping on the sleeve of his robe. Rather than wake her, he used a pair of scissors to cut the sleeve off, leaving the cat undisturbed. When he returned from prayers, the prophet received a bow from Muezza in thanks. He then stroked his beloved cat three times. " Wikipedia
Posted by: 6.02*10^23 | Jul 30, 2012 2:43:09 AM
Cat achieve through non-achievement.
All your 1% are belong to cat.
Posted by: Flautist | Jul 29, 2012 11:53:47 PM
Why can cats achieve Zen 99% of the time and it eludes me 99% of the time?
Posted by: JoePeach | Jul 29, 2012 9:41:25 PM
It's a good thing you aren't all, like, goofy over this cat. I have no idea what that must feel like.
Posted by: Becs | Jul 29, 2012 5:28:19 PM
I'm still laughing - you've got it bad. Smitten with the kitten! My Jane (cat) is immediately drawn to any kind of paper, so the giant piles of papers around here are her nests, not to be cleaned up. Which is okay because they're mostly bills and other garbage. She and her brother are both great shredders, too, so they earn their keep. I still can't get them to wear Swiffers and rub up against the baseboards, but that's okay too, since it's taken a long time to get to this point that allows me to explore the sculptural qualities of dust.
Posted by: Flautist | Jul 29, 2012 5:24:11 PM
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