Thursday, 5 February 2015
Getting into the middle of whatever the humans are doing is a great way to get attention. If I feel that I haven't been receiving enough petting, (or attention in general), I simply become one with the furniture, particularly the piece they are working on. This forces the humans to work around me, and I often get some choice petting. The older humans think that by petting me vigorously for a few moments, they can coax me off of the paperwork they are tending to. I like to let them think that they are doing well, and I will teasingly raise my back end. I sometimes even stand up and walk around on their work in tiny circles, which makes them really excited, and raises their self esteem. Just when they think I'm going to jump down, I'll sprawl out again, sometimes even having a good stretch to let them know that I have won this round.
At this point, the large humans think that they have now formulated a strategy for removing me from their work. They are wrong, but who's keeping score? (I mean besides me). The petting starts again, this time with extra scratches in the places I like most. Here, they are trying to acheive that perfect amount of affection that will cause me to stand up again. They think that by doing this, they will be able to pull their precious paperwork out from under me, and I let them think they can. I will stand and walk in small paths, back and forth, or even in a circle as they pet me, always being careful to keep at least two paws on the work. (If I grow careless, and only leave a back paw on their work as I make my passes back and forth, then they really could pull the paper out, and then the petting will be through). By repeating this sequence, I can sometimes get up to a full half hour of petting, and if it happens to be late at night, and my human is kind of exhausted anyway, sometimes I can even get them to give up on the paperwork in light of cuddling up on the couch, with me in their lap.
The little humans are less cunning, so they require little to no cat psychology. They are still learning basic skills like walking and balancing as they play. For the little humans, if I want a good petting, I only have to lay down, preferably near the edge of the table. This way, the small humans have to lean over me, and I get incidental pettings by arms and bodies awkwardly trying to maneuver around me. If I can position myself so they have to reach over or across me to reach something, I can raise my tail and tickle their little armpits. Then they notice me, and I can get all the true petting I want. The only warning for other cats out there trying this is: watch out for thrown wooden toys. Mini humans seem to be very fond of making them fly, sometimes at you."
So at the moment, I will settle down at the edge of the train table, one of the more popular places for the mini humans to play. For now, they can pet me, then later...feed me.
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