What do you call a cat that is totally mesmerized by water? To the point of sleeping in the sink waiting for moisture to gush forth…
Apostate, deviant, perverse, weird? Or maybe just non-conformist?
Should I worry? Should I call a priest to perform some kind of exorcism?
Will this obsession prevent her from becoming a doctor, a neuroscientist or (God forbids) a lawyer?
Will she get weird tattoos and rings in her nose when she grows up?
A parent worries about his children and so do I.
I try to educate her in a manner that makes a clear distinction between Good and Evil, but it is not easy.
I have tried to tell her that sharpening her claws on the side of the couch is evil. She disagrees.
I have tried to tell her that her finicky eating habits are dreadful. She just stares, unblinkingly.
I have tried to tell her that sleeping on my face is not polite. She is not convinced.
I have told her that I am an atheist… she remains inscrutable on that subject.
I don’t want to probe but I discreetly checked her credit card to see if she has plans to go to Syria in the near future.
So far so good.
She is athletic and is a competitive sleeper. She can sleep anytime anywhere, and in the oddest locations.
She was born a snoozer and a snoozer she will always remain.
Princess Kate is no ordinary feline. Even though she is still very young, she has the grace and demeanor of royalty. That’s what blue blood does for you.
She shows a keen interest in information technology and has excellent mouse skills.
To speed things along, she often nudges the cursor with her paw to make it move faster.
She watches the news with interest and is partial to a certain vet show.
But above all she loves water.
I am thinking of introducing her to the pleasure of a Japanese bath.
There is nothing like a good soaking in warm water followed by an expert massage to keep body and mind in a fighting shape.
I already approached her about that. She didn’t say yes, but she didn’t say no.
To be continued….
Alain