Minor update on puppy: Thor is growing very brave and is trying to get our other dogs to play with him despite their growling and their ability to squish him. It's kind of adorable. Our german shepherd, Klaus, is like scared of him so every time Thor gets near, Klaus runs walks very quickly to the other side of the house. Our bull mastiff mix, Apollo, only lays there and rumbles at him when Thor starts trying to bite his ears or tail.
I think Big Dog wants my attention. I reached down to get something out of my purse and found it already open (it has a flap + magnet closure). Look over at dog, who has my wallet, keys, emergency raincoat, emergency shark week supplies, first aid kit, headphones and an unchewed peanut butter Cliff Bar carefully arranged around his front feet with his stuffed dragon on top of them. How the hell?
One of the kitties I live with is hand shy and was probably beaten by one of her previous owners. She is a well behaved kitty but due to her breed she can be vocal even at night, so I can picture some piece of shit slapping her around when they got frustrated at her meowing all the time. From what I've heard in the months she has lived with my mom she has really improved and when she was adopted you couldn't even touch her. Flinching aside she likes to hang out with me so I think we are friends even if she is still unsure about my hands. I think it helps I've been the one giving her treats and her dinner since I moved in. Still.... I feel so bad when she meows at me to pet her but I move my hand too quickly and she jumps and flinches really bad. I am sorry pretty kitty I don't mean to trigger you. :'(
It is nap time. I apparently make a good pillow. It's really cute but now I can't move. In order: Thor, Apollo, Klaus. Thor and Apollo are on me. Klaus is on the other couch. Spoiler: Sleepy time
Fat Dog is staying at the vet on fluids for pancreatis. Big Dog just pulled her leash out of my purse, whimpering, and is now laying on it and licking it sadly. Fuck. I did not need these adora-sad feels.
I watch Prim constantly honing her hunting skills, and it makes me a little sad that she won't ever get to use most of them except in play, as she's going to be a strictly indoor cat. Are there such things as toys that you can put cat treats in and then hide them so your cat can hunt them and open them to get at the treats? I know zoos do this for their big cats. Why not little cats in houses? Maybe I could make some. Maybe toilet paper rolls wrapped in tissue paper and tied on each end with ribbon and a nice little rattly treat inside? She could make a mess tearing it apart, have her treat, and play with the tatters... Sorry. Just thinking aloud... :)
our indoor cats have lots of fun hunting bugs. also sunbeams, paper clips, hair ties, specks of dust, laser pointer dots, figments of their imagination, and each other. oh, and shoelaces. those are a popular prey item. :D but hunting edible things -- moths are apparently delicious. and in the fall, there's inevitably at least one mouse, which someone inevitably eats half of. point being, indoor living doesn't keep cats from hunting and having fun. they're really good at finding things to pounce on.
You can get little rolly ball dispenser things to put cat treats in but they're a wee bit naff. Mitten figured out she could bang them on the skirting to make them split apart and then just gorge on the treats. Now if I want to give her a ploy I stick them inside the Cat-It play track - she can just get a paw inside the holes and needs to fish for the treats. Or we just throw them from the kitchen into the living room, so she gets the thrill of chasing them.
My parents' old cat, on summer nights, liked to jump up onto the AC window unit and watch them watching TV. She would casually catch moths with her paws and pop them into her mouth. Cat popcorn. So true. I'm probably looking at this from a too-human perspective. :) If she is pouncing for the sheer love of pouncing, who am I to object?
i just realized why there are so many votes for 'something ridiculous' in the poll: there are no options for bird or rabbit!
i literally just selected that option because i have a bird. :,) hahaha. but yeah, my cat child, he has never much minded doing most of his stalking inside the house. yesterday my gram bought him this ridiculous plastic alligator with a banjo. it plays and dances (read: shakes its weird, somehow pear shaped gator butt) when sun hits a panel on the base. poor squidgy didn't know what was going on, but it moved so he wanted to eat it. (a week from now i just know i'll wake up at 4am to a plastic crash and find out he's shoved it off the counter by his sleeping box and onto the tiles. if he gets too attached to it we might need to hold a funeral.)
Big Dog is pining. He doesn't like to eat alone, which is weird but fine with Fat Dog here. No Fat Dog means when I leave for work he gets lonely, hides his food somewhere and waits for Peoples to get home and snarf it down. I discovered this when I got home this afternoon and found his Chunk o' Cow defrosting on my couch.