Category: Cats

At first we noticed there were two kittens living under our neighbor’s boarded yard. But for the past few days, one of them never showed up. And we never saw the mother with the one remaining kitten anymore. So I decided to give the poor thing some treats despite my warning to Grace not to give any of the stray cats any in fear of them bringing dead squirrels as a token of their appreciation.

I guess that’s part of being human. It’s impossible to witness a kitten’s health deteriorate as we walk by her underground hideout on a daily basis. We decided we’d try to trap her the next time we see her and send her to the humane society.

I ended up giving her a small handful of cat food. For a kitten her size (about a month old), she sure could eat. She finished the whole damn pile!

And then we came home to this sight…

Seriously, nature can’t be crueler. What a difference a home makes. One of my cats also has taken great interest in computers. It would be nice if she can get a job. What a dorky cat.

Grace and I are convinced cats are definitely much more self-concious than many anti-cat people project them to be. They KNOW what’s going on.

Our cats are good examples, particularly Baobao.

Babao understands quite a lot of vocabularies from Grace and I. She knows when Grace asks her to get her cat salad every morning; and she understands to meow and sit before I’d let her outside (and she knows it when I become annoyed at her repeated begging at 2AM sometimes). These could be viewed as training through habbits. But we think it’s more than just that.

Both Baobao and Wawa know their names very well. Wawa always turns her head and looks into your eyes when you call on her. Baobao comes to you when you call her name (after a few times). And the funny thing is, sometimes Baobao pretends she doesn’t hear you when she sleeps. But you know it’s a dead give-away when her tail wags as soon as her name is called. If you keep calling, she’d open her eyes, roll and go back to sleep. What a bum.

We think Baobao has a better grasp of human technologies than Wawa. She understands that when it’s cold, cuddling inside blankets keeps her warm — and two layers are better than one. During the winter, if you can’t find Baobao anywhere else in the house, try under the blanket. Baobao is also a fan of, well, fan. Not equipped with a central air, our new apartment gets pretty warm in the summer. Baobao has discovered that, if she sleeps at Grace’s spot on our bed, she gets the maximum coverage to the wind from the fan. Grace even observed Baobao experimenting with walking around different spots of the bed to make sure that her spot was the coolest. What the hell!

Wawa is not quite as alert as Baobao at times, however. But she did demonstrate her loyalty to Grace in an incident.

As mentioned earlier, our house gets a lot of cat visitors. One of the cats usually comes by once a day to check out our cats. But one time she was unpleasantly surprised by Grace’s sudden appearance in the kitchen when the alley cat obviously wanted to be alone with Wawa. Aggregated, she hissed at Grace. Surprisingly, Wawa immediately hissed back at the alley cat to show her loyalty with Grace. The message got through; the alley cat quietly accepted the challenge and she never hissed at Grace again.

Some hard core Christians once told me that only humans have souls. The rest of the animal kingdom is simply accessories to men. Other animals have no souls or feelings. This is what really ticked me off about certain clans of the Christian religion. How can they be so self-righteous and proclaim to be above all else in nature? How can they reject signs of intelligence exhibited by species other than humans? This kind of stupidity is what will put an end to men’s misery when we destroy ourselves with pollution and irreversable destruction of the Earth.

Last night I accidentally discovered a mother cat with two tiny kittens by our front door. Fearing that I might harm her babies, the mother instinctively hissed at me continuously and refused to abandon her kittens. I opened the door to take a closer look at the kittens (must be around 5 weeks old), one kitten followed the mother and dashed towards the garage (back of the house).

What happened to the other kitten?

I looked around the front lawn and found her hiding in a ditch used to collect the water hose. Thinking she’s trapped, I tried to grab her with my right hand, but of course, animals don’t need pathetic human’s help. At 5 weeks old, she leaped upwards, with her claws barely hanging on to the side of the relatively deep ditch, and helped herself out of the hole in a hurry (but unusually calm manner). As my eyes followed her “escape” towards the garage, I realized that her mother and sibling had not abandoned her after all. They were waiting anxiously for me to disappear so that they could return to find their kin.

Even animals, cats in this case, have the instinct to stay behind to make sure their troubled kin would be fine, I wonder why some humans run the opposite direction as soon as they smell trouble with their friends or relatives. Worse, Grace and I are disappointed there are those who would do all they can to STOP others from helping those in need.

What kind of sick human nature is that?

Stupid human beings.