last night i was sitting at the computer wondering why Silas, who is one of the most affectionate cats does not visit me while I write. he used to all the time, and i had a separate chair for him.
I look down at my feet and i see Hemlock. Then I look out the door of the office and I see Manna, Silas and Scruffy all sitting in the doorway, glaring.
Hemlock is glaring back.
I realize that it appears he is guarding me. And therefor has a monopoly on the affection.
So, I go out to the hallway and pet all the outsiders and see that Hemlock is now glaring at me. He is pissed.
So, I've determined to test this. I start petting Silas, Hemlock is bathing himself like, 'that don't confront me'
Start using the doting kitty language. Hemlock glares.
I lean down to pet Hemlock, he takes one sniff of my hand, makes an annoyed noise and leaves the room.
My cat is jealous.
:)
Cats. men. children. Ever notice they are very much alike in many many respects?
heh...
:* mwah!
oh... does this mean I get viggo to myself now? your kitties would be WILDLY jealous if you added him into the mix...
Posted by morgan at January 3, 2004 03:51 PMno.
either him in the closet, or the cats in the closet, either way, i am sure i can manage to keep them out of *our* way.
Despues, hablo espanol, y puedo comprender el. Tu no puedes, Entonces, el es de mio.
Translation.
Besides, i speak spanish and i can understand him. you can't, so, he's mine.
:P
xx
Posted by hawk at January 4, 2004 01:23 AM