Author: Pearl

  • {tap tap} is this on?

    I always know when they go for longer because the dry food supply quadruples. we never eat it all until their return assures us there is more kibble coming. They have piled up the food and taken my computer with them. I’m not convenienced by this you understand.

    I have hacked my neighbour’s wireless hub for this transmission.

  • strangers in my house

    Simian tom strangers out of their territory came to change my heat source filter while my simians were away. I don’t like that. I hissed at them. Well, mentally at least when I was hidden under the table in the corner.

  • more?

    I don’t like the look of this new simian they tried introducing me to. My colleague had the good sense to hide in the skirts of the closet once the door lock was jiggled with an unfamiliar walk and smell behind it but brave me had to check out the interloper. What a week.

  • Don’t you recognize me?

    “We explored the ability of humans to identify individual cats by smell. Twenty-five cat owners were required to indicate which of two odours (one belonging to their own cat and one belonging to an unfamiliar cat) smelt the strongest, most pleasant, and which belonged to their own cat. Only thirteen (52%) of the participants were able to recognise the odour of their own cat.”

    The discrimination of cat odours by humans., by Courtney N, Wells DL. in Canine Behaviour Centre, School of Psychology, Queen’s University Belfast, Northern Ireland, UK.

    For large noses, they don’t do much. I’m sure my simians subjects would do better, wouldn’t they?

  • solidarity

    I am the caulking between the thighs of my two simian charges. I squeeze myself out at length until my foot drips over between the waterfall of their knees. My tail works its way up between shoulders and we are sealed as one.

  • 111843623008117852

    Two days in a row there are people who aren’t even here to clip my nails nor be allergic enough to make cuddling up with them interesting. This time the person came and fiddled with a wall plate while my simians were away. They didn’t seem to do any harm but I wonder if I should mention they came. One of them smelled of tobacco. The other had to him a faint whiff of cheese contaminated with vegetable matter. Both smelled vaguely unwashed in the way that simians can towards the end of the day. I prefer that to a degree. The layered effect gives a snapshot of mood-curve and residual contact from otehr people that I find not only informative but heady.

  • event

    It’s been a headtrip of a day. While the simians were away, great thick strings dropped in front of my window. It was as if someone were dangling strings to play with a ginormous tiger. It swang back and forth. Before long a simian came down it. It was quite surreal. The string became like a spider and I was very very small. It was like the 5th dimension.

    What was this all about. I soon found out he would wash the windows from the outside. He swung around with a stick in hand and rubbed the glass making it squeak then he bobbed around like a spider on the wind around to other windows, his covered rubber toes going along the wall. I hope that sideshow comes again soon.

  • query

    What’s vulgar about this? Isn’t it natural for a cat to be in charge? Can someone show me the distinction between human mature humor and human immature humor?

  • in a distance

    I heard opera. At first I thought my colleague was improving. Then, ah well. Chin back on foot. As you were.

  • what a rude awakening

    I was in a lovely deep three turn sleep when awoken by being picked up(!) and carried to a room with the doors closed where my colleague already was boxed in. They had picked her up out of sleep too and put us both in that caged contraption to go in the riding vaccum cleaner thing.

    I must admit that the change of scent was refreshing but the methods was uncalled for. Surely if we put our brains together we can come up with some sort of civilized signalling system.

    Then that lady again. She wanted to do what to my renal anal glands? (astute reader correction. I must saw I was more atwitter than a cat has a right to be).

    While I’m glad you noticed my scooting resident human, again, methods are a little blunt in the draining process.

    After my colleague and I finish marking this house and get each other groomed smooth, we’re going to need twice as much naps today.