Hah. Our foster cat will stand in the middle of the living room and meow like we're starving him to death and he hasn't had human contact in YEARS...because he can't figure out that we walked around the corner or something.
My work's illegal, but at least it's honest.
Mal ,'Shindig'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
meara - Jun 26, 2012 5:44:41 pm PDT #15887 of 30001
smonster - Jun 26, 2012 5:52:18 pm PDT #15888 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Never mind about the chicken, it's gone bad. That's the final failstraw for tonight, I'm taking half a Xanax and going to bed. ISTG, every time I think I have my life and finances going along fairly well, I fuck it up in a big way. I guess I'm still the James Emm Effing Bond of self-sabotage.
Zenkitty - Jun 26, 2012 6:09:26 pm PDT #15889 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
{{smonster}} A chicken and a phone bill, that's not a major lifefail! It'll be all right!
WindSparrow - Jun 26, 2012 6:24:11 pm PDT #15890 of 30001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Why do cats go into empty (peopleless) rooms and wail?
At least some of the times they do that, it is a hunting behavior. When cats go out together for a spot of cooperative hunting, they will call to each other that way - on a larger scale, lion prides will roar in turn whie out hunting together. It isn't the full-on dominant male ROAR for territorial boundary defense, they are just checking in with each other. I have also known cats to croon when they have prey or toys in their mouth. I'm not sure if it is a "come and get it" or a "look what I have and I'm not sharing".
Beverly - Jun 26, 2012 6:32:48 pm PDT #15891 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
The crooning is usually mama-to-kittens, "Here's dinner, come out of hiding."
I have no idea about calling in empty rooms, unless they're taking sonar measurements for size, in case the mothership needs a landing spot.
Better tomorrow, smonster.
Sue - Jun 26, 2012 6:34:55 pm PDT #15892 of 30001
hip deep in pie
I have also known cats to croon when they have prey or toys in their mouth. I'm not sure if it is a "come and get it" or a "look what I have and I'm not sharing".
My cat Pico would kill his favourite toy every night in the middle of the night, and felt the need to tell me about it by meowing urgently until I got up and congratulated him. Once I figured it out, there were a lot of half asleep, "Oh what a brave kitty" speeches from my bed.
amych - Jun 26, 2012 6:37:54 pm PDT #15893 of 30001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
they're taking sonar measurements for size, in case the mothership needs a landing spot.
This is exactly what it is. I mean, no actual scientific evidence here, but I have decided that it sounds awfully cool and is therefore plausible.
erikaj - Jun 26, 2012 6:38:07 pm PDT #15894 of 30001
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-
Rocky does it coming out of the litterbox. it's weird, but since he used to be a biter and hasn't bitten for a while, I don't complain, and it seems that he meows more in general...kind of a "Use your words," thing. Should have named him "Belker" maybe, Ginger.
Nora Deirdre - Jun 26, 2012 6:42:08 pm PDT #15895 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
If it makes you feel any better, smonster, we paid like $35 for a duck at the farmers market last month and had it go bad on us.
I am sorry about the overages and cat traumas, too!
Liese S. - Jun 26, 2012 6:53:07 pm PDT #15896 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
WTF, Steph, that's weird! But yeah, it will probably not be an issue at all, but I'm still glad you know ahead of time.
What a big boy, Glam! I can't believe the time has passed.
We had a super nice evening out with our longtime friends. Old friends are good friends. Of course, we spent too long out there breaking in their new patio, but it was worth it, even though I'll be tired tomorrow.