Ok, so, at our house, the cat is Queen. That is, when Emily isn't trying to indoctrinate her into the Puppyhood. Emily thinks we should all be dogs.
Molly, our kitty, doesn't want anyone else to be a cat... she just wants everyone to recognize her Queenlyness and treat her properly. Molly is quite sure the Egyptians got it right. :-)
At various times of the day, Molly will be stretched out on her Queenly bed in the family room, on the big windowsill. She likes to look out on the birds in the backyard or follow the leaves scattering in the wind. When the dogs are out, she's not quite sure what to do - hiss at them? Watch them in silent amusement? Or, ignore them. Her general attitude is to ignore them. But, I've caught her watching them, too. She's wondering what it's like in that big outdoors. Plus, when they bark at passers-by, she is mostly confused. The dogs know there's someone beyond the fence, but I doubt that Molly does.
When she's not up on her favorite windowsill, she's wandering around the basement offices. When she comes down to visit, she meows her way around. I'm not sure what she's asking me...but I'm pretty sure she's full of questions. It's meow at the kitchen sink, meow on the windowsill behind my desk, meow at the dog beds, meow here, meow there... incessantly! I truly believe she's talking. The look on her face is always one of expectation. No doubt she thinks we're silly, somewhat stupid beings...because we can't understand her. LOL
I guess I love her most when she's in one of her many beds (we have them scattered about the house, same as we do for the dogs)...and she offers me her belly to rub. Oh, she loves her belly rubs, that's fur sure! (much as my fav online kitty Bz Tat does, see this great YouTube video). I love having little conversations with her - she answers every comment or question with a different kind of meow, so we really to 'talk' to each other, but... only Molly knows what she's actually saying. Not even the dogs know how to interpret her 'talk'.
Of course, she only tolerates the dogs. I have hopes that she'll make friends with one or more of them... and not let their racket scare her off, the way it does every time they come barreling down the basement steps... in pursuit of each other. If they see her, they pull up short...and begin their routine of sniffing her from head to toe, which she endures, peacefully, for about 5 seconds. Then, she's off, anywhere she can get to, to get away from them.
It's a lot of fun having a cat around - and I'd love to get another, so Molly could have a 'friend' the way the dogs have each other. But, not this year. Maybe...down the road.
Awww, gotta love Molly. We had two American shorthairs some years back who barely tolerated our pit bull and German shepherd. There was always this bit of tension which underlined their interactions, and I was sort of dreading the day they would finally have it out. How is it some cats and dogs get along so well they frequently kiss and cuddle? Ever seen those youtube videos? Makes me think they all must have personalities, feelings, and preferences, just like us.
Posted by: Jackson | March 19, 2013 at 10:06 AM
Molly is very regal.
Sometimes royalty prefers to reign alone (I have one cat who most days would be willing to give away the other two.) Cats - they're so not dogs :-)
Thanks for sharing Molly's beauty!
Posted by: savedbydogs | January 24, 2013 at 08:51 AM