Someone started a thread on FB not too long ago asking if people talked to their cats. Of course! 🙂
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Cat carers also know that cats talk to people, it’s just harder to interpret what they’re saying.
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This is particularly true when it comes to illness, for cats are loath to admit/show they are sick. This is likely thousands of years of evolution, in which cats know it’s dangerous to display weakness.
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Anyway, from the moment we woke up this morning, we noticed Sora was off. The usual “wake up everyone” French kissing and nose chewing was absent. She didn’t even jump on the bed. I had to go out and find her huddled on the stairs where she meowked plaintively at me like a frightened kitten. I had to carry her to bed for the morning cuddle. Odd.
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Odder still was she ate very little of her breakfast. Now, Yumi and I joke that if I ever stop eating, I’ll be at death’s door :-). And Sora certainly takes after Dad in the eating department.
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She was at the vet last week, and was given a clean bill of health, so we figured perhaps she’d eaten something weird and kept her under close observation to see if she deteriorated.
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She fell asleep on my lap for several hours after lunch while I caught up on magazines, and later she had a bit of dinner. Still not the usual ravenous beast, but eating, drinking, and eliminating. Definitely perking up, and even chased her toys a bit.
Whew! Still keeping an eye on her. . .
UPDATE August 22: Back to her normal, bouncy, rascally self. Yay!
We got our first fresh corn on the cob today, and of course Sora the Rascally Cat had to try it. She’ll try pretty much anything, I don’t think she knows she’s supposed to be a carnivore.
About the only thing she’s turned her nose up at is carrots.
Sora the Rascal checking out mommy’s lunch (do I smell kamaboko fish cake with your zaru soba?), and then pulling daddy’s freshly laundered socks off the drying rack and playing with them.
A Happy Canada Day from a sleepy Sora the Cat. Chilling out on this rainy day watching a lemon octopus pasta creation on TV Japan. I’m sure Sora would love octopus, doubtful about the lemon ;-).
UPDATE: Well, this has been the dreariest Canada Day in my memory .
Overcast, raining, and staying home.
For much of the day, we emulated Sora the Cat and snoozed, and watched too much TV. . .
Sora was a lovely lass, alternating laps and sharing her warmth with both of us. Thanks, kid!
Sora the Cat was sitting at the dining room window looking through the screen when she started chattering.
We looked up and there was a hummer on the tree outside. Fortunately it stayed while I ran down to my office to get Big Bertha, spinning the ISO up to 3200 and shooting handheld at a 35mm equivalent of 900mm.
Sora and I just had a staredown at the front door with a squirrel on the fence. That might be the squirrel’s tail way off disappearing behind the cherry tree .
Sora is strictly an indoor cat, to protect birds and wee beasts, and to protect her too. . . But she loves looking out screened windows and taking the air at the door.
Yumi cut a small hole in the lid of a wee takeout container used for soy sauce or other condiments. The hole is just barely large enough for a piece of cat kibble to pass through.
Sora is learning to bat it around until she’s gotten everything out. Great entertainment for her, and us .
Sunshine Sisters. Glad to see Sora the Cat learning to relax and hang with Midori. Our late Choco the Cat and Dori always got along, but it’s taken Sora longer to play nice. . .
We think things began to even out the other day when Dori finally did a patrol of the entire living room, asserting it was her space, too .
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