@boomerang,
Quote:All she ever says is "Map. Map. Map. Map. Map."
She's trying to tell you she wants to go somewhere.
I had a cat who liked to say "Owl?"
I don't know where that owl was, but the cat was real concerned about it.
The jumping on your feet under the blankets?
That's late night play. Just lie there real quiet, and when puss least expects it, suddenly launch yourself out and grab him. He'll act surprised, but believe me, he'll love it. You're behaving like him.
In case you haven't gotten it yet, doors are not allowed to be closed if a cat lives in your house.
Honestly, it's dogs I don't quite get.
uh....don't you have a life of your own bowser? You don't need to be right next to me every minute you know.
mostly though, it's the way dogs are built physically.
When you pick up a cat, it drapes, molds and/or hangs on and does its bit with the procedure.
A dog is all stiff and you can't get his spine to curve very well around your hip.
roland is my big boy, shewolfs seen him. He's very long.
ever since he was a kitten (btw, we thought he was a half grown cat when we got him, nope) he knew he couldn't just hang from an arm, and from the first I've put one of my forearms under him as a perch. It's really cute, every time I pick him up, he automatically pulls up his hind feet, and I automatically put my arm in the proper position. We've got each other trained.
usually though, I pick him up, and we both swing his 2nd half around so it curls around my waist and he rides on my hip. He's never put his back claws out for that. He knows that wouldn' be cool.
Not thinking, I picked up otis and tried that.....owie.
anyway, otis is built like a football.