Sunday, February 08, 2015

The way of cats


Yours truly had an outdoor cat for 16 years, a calico whose main squeeze was me, not my wife or son, until Aja got too old and wanted to be held and petted by anyone nearby. The only time she came in was during hellacious snowstorms whereby I would pick her up and put her in the garage whereupon she would jump into her box and look at me as per the physorg pix seen above. Seems there's a biological raison d'ete as to why cats like boxes as theses creatures are eminently practical, independent and competent, something all together different from dogs who cap upon our emotions to live a life of leisure if they luck upon a doting owner like myself. :)


Sounds logical to me. 

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