Basically, I’m a sourpuss. I don’t like to play. If I were to get another cat, “playtime” is school time. I like to allow my pet to choose his own foods, and evenually, as a treat, his own rescued pet friend. To read-associate labels, words, to determine where his favorite food is, etc. I open each food flavor, then I process the cat to ensure he can differentiate and associate. Word strings are important too. It doesn’t take long to do because cats are smarter than dogs, and to them “playtime” with other cats is a learning time (not Alpha associations) as thats how cats interact. Because they are intelligent, separation is more acute as communication is established and can’t be unlearned; thereby, they learn faster. You can teach them new object all day long. My pet Tiger Barb was starlingly smart. I wrote to the Smithsonian about him to explain the process. As for myself, mostly late afternoon or night, I get bad case of the sillys. I don’t know why. But my door may have to be replaced – by Weatherization, because of a large door frame gap that allows ambiant food aromas, and one neighbor burns incense, or caps, the kind one snaps with toy guns: phosphorous; so perhaps that too. For me, being silly is my most creative time for writing my Booklets, and Arts. Everything gets funny. I feel silly. Its important for me to allow that behavior as my life has become very invasive by ambiant harassers (and one home invasion while I was out visiting my now deceased Mom in 2007) A tenant even left me note after hammering at my door threatening my cat with “Arrest” (and he was arrested at the Veterinarian’s office as he handed me (he said) a dying cat who that night passed away, still warm! after an all nite mouth to mouth resusitation. Luckily, the vet had cleaned his teeth gratis that day (Until then, for my usual $300 bills, a “wrestling” match to take my cat.) The reason for the complaint and arrest: he used his Litterbox! His litterbox was a found large Sandbox as he was a big cat. Tenants complained, even though they have pets who poop in the hallway. Other owners deposit poop in the lobby trash cans – as per building office Memos. My Genius. For many, many years he travelled with me everywhere – even Canada. Where if I left him anywhere he would meow until I arrived then haughtly ignore me. Mom would purse her lips into a little spout configuration and talk to the cat. Very cute. My cat learned that behaviour too, and one day pursed his lips to mimic Mom, directing his goo goo sounds to his toy Elephant – at arms length , like Mom, at a toy I had purchased in Canada at a Dollar Store. Beyond cute! As regards ruff housing, I don’t like sports. Nor can I swim. But I have gone Scuba Diving. My first dive 40 feet. One of my next dives found me face to face with a lone pirana or a barracuda. A fellow employee and son (of my Palm Beach) employer almost crushed my hand in fear. As the fish was looking at me, I figured it was smart (pre Tiger Barb), so I tricked him. The fish started to back away, and eventually we exited the Ocean never commenting nor speaking about it. Therefore, I have to learn to play. So, eventually, I’d like to purchase another cat but not necessarily from Rescue for me.. ©Juliette Jenner/LITERARY TOON-T™NY NY 10185-1718
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