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Next entry: Reform the debates, please Previous entry: Forget red and blue America

Mostly because we need a break from non-stop election stuff

Men can like cats nowadays for the same reason that men can find Tina Fey really sexy—-because feminism has loosened the gender bindings of masculinity enough that they can find something other than dumb adoration appealing.  You’re welcome, men.  I realize that my comment about dumb adoration will probably come across as offensive to dog people, so I’ll state up front: I am a dog person.  In fact, I think getting dumb adoration from your pet is the appropriate place for that, so that you don’t put that on your lover.  I’m just noting that under the old gender rules, masculinity was often considered mutually exclusive from desiring loving relationships of the romantic or pet variety with anyone capable of more than gazing at you with that blank intensity of pure thoughtless love.

Of course, part of it is the simple fact that cat ownership is on the rise overall, and dog ownership is on the decline.  Cats just are more appropriate for the modern urban lifestyle.  It’s a matter of space, yes, but it’s also a time issue.  People work long hours and have long commutes and all that isn’t so great for dogs, who need lots of outside time.  Cats don’t need to go outside.  In fact, it’s fun for me to taunt my cat when she’s sitting in the window longingly gazing at birds.  “You’d like to go out and get hit by a car, wouldn’t you?” I say with an evil, cat-depriving laugh. 


It’s true that the notion that men would balk at cat ownership is silly, and it’s also true that the methodology on the story is as crappy as it usually is in NY Times trends stories, but I’m not really that unnerved by this story, which is pretty harmless, unlike stories that try to guilt women into damaging “traditional” choices.  Plus, the premise of the story—-that cats are coded as feminine in our culture, and therefore looked down upon, but that this is changing—-is absolutely true.  And I find that fascinating, and not just because I’m a cat person.*  Are some men less hung up about TEH GHEY?  Are cats becoming less gender-marked?  I’m inclined to think the former more than the latter, because cats are still strongly associated with women in our culture.  In fact, it’s still a standard issue insult to feminists to say, “You’re single and own cats!”, which is one of the many creative ways our culture has come up with to express a fear of girl cooties.  And a lot of people I meet with anti-cat prejudices have them because they still have associations with cats that go back to deeply buried misogynist stereotypes, even in people who aren’t particularly sexist.  The cure for cat hostility, as my mother always said, is exposure.  Most people who don’t like cats just don’t know them. 

Plus, the joke about Robert De Niro being a cat person in “Meet the Parents” doesn’t work unless you assume cat love is coded as feminine, making it unusual for such a manly man.

*See how I did that?  See, people can be both cat people and dog people.  The dichotomy between the true has always been artificial.

 

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Posted by Amanda Marcotte on 08:21 PM • (96) Comments

Men can like cats nowadays for the same reason that men can find Tina Fey really sexy—-because feminism has loosened the gender bindings of masculinity enough that they can find something other than dumb adoration appealing.

Dumb adoration is precisely the reason I despise dogs.  I’ve always been a cat person.  The thing I respect about cats is that I know they would kill us and eat us in a heartbeat if they could figure out how.

Comment #1: TomHilton  on  10/08  at  08:27 PM

In an odd way, I think it’s also because everyone (men and women) is living alone for a longer period of time before marriage, so men are more likely to get an easy-care (relatively speaking) pet when they decide they want something that will be happy to see them at the end of the day.  Plus I think the word is successfully getting out there that dogs really do require a major investment of time, and if you don’t have the time to devote to the dog, you’re being really unfair to the poor animal.

G. has always been a Dog Person, but he’s learned to love cats.  I think there’s way more crossover between the categories than people generally allow.  He was absolutely devoted to nursing our two dying cats last year, even when it meant having to inject Boris with subcutaneous fluids every. single. day. for four months.

TomHilton:

The thing I respect about cats is that I know they would kill us and eat us in a heartbeat if they could figure out how.

Oh, our cat Keaton’s figured out how—when he play-attacks us, he always goes for the joints (knee and ankle).  Then I think he gets intimidated by the sheer size of the project of trying to eat an entire human and gives up.

Comment #2: Mnemosyne  on  10/08  at  08:36 PM

I’m horribly, horribly allergic to cats.

Comment #3: Ben D.  on  10/08  at  08:37 PM

Most people who don’t like cats just don’t know them. 

I enjoy the company of cats, I just think that as an invader species that threatens to wipe out our native birds they should be eliminated from North America.

Comment #4: vaux-rien  on  10/08  at  08:37 PM

I had a cat for 18 years—Patsy, the fierce calico. I couldn’t have a dog because I was a renter and grad student and couldn’t take care of a dog. But I couldnt’ bear to come home to a house with no animal—nothing alive but me—horrors. How lonely. So I adopted Patsy (actually she was foisted on me by a guy friend after a bad breakup. “You need a pet,” he said. “Here’s a stray kitten that needs a home.” But I wanted a dog, was always a dog person, so I treated her like a dog—she knew not to get on the counters, she came when I called, and was a very doggy cat. She was a fierce and lovely beast—who went to kitty-heaven a couple of years ago. Now I own a house with a fenced yard and have 2 dogs—I kind of miss having a cat but I dont’ miss the litter box.

Comment #5: Charlotte  on  10/08  at  08:38 PM

I had a crippling phobia of dogs when I was young. I mean, “runs away from chihuahuas” crippling. Though my mother adopting a rather cute (but extremely dumb) lhassa apso mutt resulted in me slowly getting over it, though I still see any dog breed larger than that with extreme suspicion until I’ve learned to know the individual dog *very well*.

Comment #6: BlackBloc  on  10/08  at  08:43 PM

I enjoy the company of cats, I just think that as an invader species that threatens to wipe out our native birds they should be eliminated from North America.

That’s a BIT drastic!

But more responsible ownership should be promoted. I never liked “outside cats”.

Comment #7: Ben D.  on  10/08  at  08:45 PM

Ben, I’ve always found indoor-only cats to be totally insane.  Cats that go outside on occasion are a lot more mellow.

Comment #8: Sara Anderson  on  10/08  at  08:48 PM

I keep my cats inside, vaux, except when they have supervised outside time. They are not allowed to kill birds.  They are allowed to kill squirrels if they get lucky enough to catch one.  Because all squirrels can fucking die.

Comment #9: Amanda Marcotte  on  10/08  at  08:52 PM

My girlfriend actually thinks I like her cats too much, just because I can spend hours stroking them and gazing at them and cooing to them about their excellence.

Comment #10: forked tongue  on  10/08  at  08:57 PM

I’m a straight guy and I have a deep affinity for cats. Always have. They like me too. I’m tempted to talk about spiritual connections, but that’s creepy territory and I’ll spare everyone.

But I am skeptical of any trend toward dudes being more into cats. Slate had an interesting piece debunking the men-heart-cats story as exemplary of a type of lazy, bad journalism.

If it turns out to be true or at least plausible, great.

Comment #11: wapsie  on  10/08  at  08:59 PM

They are allowed to kill squirrels if they get lucky enough to catch one.  Because all squirrels can fucking die.

Amen. They’re just big, furry rats on methamphetamines. And they’re hardly in any danger of extinction.

Comment #12: Ben D.  on  10/08  at  09:06 PM

TomHilton, your dog may not kill you but it would definitely eat you, particularly if you’d been dead a while and were quite stinky.

I love dogs, have one of my own, but I’d be the first to say they have absolutely no couth. I don’t mind cats but I’ve never owned one. I wouldn’t say no to owning one but my current dog does not like them one little bit. Not all dogs are the fawning idiots that people accuse them of being (not that I mind the fawning idiot part). Try owning dingos. They are like cats in dog clothing.

Comment #13: JC  on  10/08  at  09:06 PM

Ah, there is a link to the Slate piece in the post. Okay.

Comment #14: wapsie  on  10/08  at  09:08 PM

“They are allowed to kill squirrels if they get lucky enough to catch one.  Because all squirrels can fucking die.”

OMG!  I can’t believe you’ve been bigoted against squirrels all this time! 

Amanda, you’re just a squirrel-hater to me now…

wink

Comment #15: MikeEss  on  10/08  at  09:08 PM

This finally pinned down for me what I found weird about that ‘mean kitty song (“hey little sparta,” etc.)’ from YouTube. It didn’t fit the stereotype for a dudebro (he looks like a dudebro, even if he’s not) to compose, sing, and make a video about how awesome his kitty is.

Aside from that, cats really are fabulous pets. We live in the southwest, and rarely if ever see spiders or crickets in our house even though we don’t have a pest control service while other people we know talk about finding all sorts of bugs in their houses.

Comment #16: Starfoxy  on  10/08  at  09:09 PM

“Not all dogs are the fawning idiots that people accuse them of being (not that I mind the fawning idiot part). Try owning dingos. They are like cats in dog clothing.”

...and I hear they’ll get rid of any stray babies you have hanging around the neighborhood…

Comment #17: MikeEss  on  10/08  at  09:11 PM

While I have had the occasional person look askance when I talk about how much I love my cat, I have to say, I think I live in a way different society than the rest of you if it’s widely considered gay, or non-masculine, to have a cat.  Most of my male friends have cats, some have both cats and dogs.

And I guess as a sort of aside, of those few people that have had a negative reaction, it’s been mainly women that have been weirded-out by my preferring cats in my experience.

Comment #18: Eric  on  10/08  at  09:12 PM

Dumb adoration is precisely the reason I despise dogs.  I’ve always been a cat person.  The thing I respect about cats is that I know they would kill us and eat us in a heartbeat if they could figure out how.

Here. let me finish the sentence: “...figure out how to work the can opener, the car and the credit cards.” Killing us is NO problem at all. Cat, Stairs, Human. You figure it out…mine have.

grin

Dumb adoration has it’s place. I can have the shittiest day possible, come home and the dogs are happy to see me. No ulterior motives, no agendas, just infectious happiness.

People who despise that, man it just feels like they have something broken in them.

I can understand not liking dogs, they’re big, dumb, smelly, sloppy, nagging responsibilities and will raise complete havok if you let ‘em, but to despise ‘em because they love you is wrong, imo.

Also, I’m just wondering why we had to have special permission to find Tina Fey sexy? There were people who DIDN’T??

Comment #19: BruceJ  on  10/08  at  09:15 PM

Starfoxy:

We live in the southwest, and rarely if ever see spiders or crickets in our house even though we don’t have a pest control service while other people we know talk about finding all sorts of bugs in their houses.

We had an invasion of ants the other day and, as far as Keaton was concerned, they were a tasty new snack we’d been keeping from him.  I had to lock him out of the room so I could spray them.  Come to think of it, I haven’t seen any spiders around lately.  And Annie definitely protects us from the scary scary moths that come in—I actually saw her chattering at them.

BruceJ:

Here. let me finish the sentence: “...figure out how to work the can opener, the car and the credit cards.” Killing us is NO problem at all. Cat, Stairs, Human. You figure it out…mine have.

Annie turns on the TV and watches it.  She loves TCM.  We left it on a different channel by mistake and G. came home at lunch to find her glaring at it with a disgusted look on her face—where were her black-and-white stories?

She also likes Coen Bros. movies.  She was hypnotized by “Miller’s Crossing.”

Comment #20: Mnemosyne  on  10/08  at  09:26 PM

I keep my cats inside, vaux, except when they have supervised outside time. They are not allowed to kill birds.  They are allowed to kill squirrels if they get lucky enough to catch one.  Because all squirrels can fucking die.

I was mostly kidding about banning cats but it’s sad that they have a negative impact because I’m sure they’d be much happier outside. I’m partly with you on squirrels, I’m fond of rodents, including squirrels, but they’re terrible pests and I’m not against taking drastic measures to keep them out of your garden.

Comment #21: vaux-rien  on  10/08  at  09:29 PM

masculinity was often considered mutually exclusive from desiring loving relationships of the romantic or pet variety with anyone capable of more than gazing at you with that blank intensity of pure thoughtless love.

While my hell-cat Mika stares at me with the special intensity reserved for things she’d like to eat (per Tom H) but can’t quite bring herself to go to the trouble to actually go after. Ah, Bombay kitties: the dangerous monkeys of the feline world.

Comment #22: Max Renn  on  10/08  at  09:32 PM

heh….speaking of killing and eating us if they could, the five 9-week-old kittens that the semi-feral kitty i brought in at the beginning of summer dropped (almost literally) in my lap have figured out the whole “Let’s take down the giant by going after his calves and ankles” maneuver. it hurts but at the same time i can’t help but find it funny.

My two “old lady” cats Tonya and Shadow react to mother Spooky and her babies quite differently…Tonya is my diva-cat, she can’t stand Spooky and barely tolerates the kittens…Shadow is benignly curious and even shows affection to them.  Of course when Tonya was younger, i did not need a security system because anyone or anything approaching my door would have gotten a face-full of crazed kitty if it had not been for the heavy screen-door of my old house…like one of the face huggers from the ALIEN series

Comment #23: The Crapture  on  10/08  at  09:34 PM

I have cats because my boyfriend talked about his cats when he was growing up, and I decided to get a pair and see how it worked.  I eventually moved in with him. and now we have four.  I want the kitten an acquaintance has, but the house isn’t really big enough.  :(

I cannot believe I lived 28 years without cats.

Comment #24: syfr  on  10/08  at  09:34 PM

BruceJ, my patience with dogs runs out on the smelly/sloppy tip.  My mom has a rather neat dachsund who is a great friend to me and will sleep nestled in my legs whenever I stay at her place.  But I couldn’t have a licky dog.  I’d lose it.

Comment #25: Amanda Marcotte  on  10/08  at  09:37 PM

Max, funny you mention the “dangerous monkey” thing, because i wonder if my Tonya is not part Bombay sometimes…i know she loves me, but i also know that when she’s in one of her inscrutably nasty moods it is but for the fact that i am the larger animal that keeps me from becoming a litter deposit

Comment #26: The Crapture  on  10/08  at  09:38 PM

Agreed, vaux.  I think city people should suck it up and keep cats inside with a leash.  In the country, it makes more sense to let them hang out in the yard, because they won’t necessarily get hit by a car.  But you have to give them a collar with a loud bell so they can’t sneak up on birds.

The cats and I tag team the squirrel that is determined to ruin all my potted plants.  I let them out when he’s in the yard, and they chase him into the tree/on top of the fence.  Then I hit him with the hose.  I’m seriously considering getting a small pellet gun so I can kill him, which causes Marc to wonder what I’ll do with the corpse, and I’m confused as to why there’s confusion.  (The trash, yo.  With a ratty dishtowel as his death shroud.) It’s one of those moments when I remember where I come from.

Comment #27: Amanda Marcotte  on  10/08  at  09:42 PM

“Not all dogs are the fawning idiots that people accuse them of being (not that I mind the fawning idiot part). Try owning dingos. They are like cats in dog clothing.”

...and I hear they’ll get rid of any stray babies you have hanging around the neighborhood…

funny you should mention that >:]

Comment #28: The Crapture  on  10/08  at  09:47 PM

MikeEss, having owned dingos I have absolutely no doubt at all that dingos killed and (probably) ate Azaria Chamberlain. They were extremely smart dogs (figured out all sorts of puzzles, doorway mechanism, etc), they operate in packs so they’re very good at cooperative hunting. I loved mine but they were very difficult to own (oh the dead sheep we had to pay for…). At least cats can’t bring down a sheep (not to mention kangaroos, wallabies, goats). On the plus side, very loyal, shy, liked people (at least when they were grown up).

Comment #29: JC  on  10/08  at  09:49 PM

At least cats can’t bring down a sheep (not to mention kangaroos, wallabies, goats).

Depends on the cat—a friend of mine was very proud that his Maine Coon cat managed to bring down a bald eagle.

(Hey, blame the eagle—it was the one that decided it could carry off a 30-pound Maine Coon.)

Comment #30: Mnemosyne  on  10/08  at  09:59 PM

JC, you know I was teasing about the baby thing…and I’m really not trying to make fun of somebody’s bad experiences…

It sounds like dingos might be interesting, although I assume you can’t get them here in the US. 

With the number of coyotes we have, occasional bobcats and rare mountain lions too, around my house, a cat or small dog would be consumed quickly.  And a big dog is just too much grief.

But I wonder if a dingo would survive here… intriguing…

Comment #31: MikeEss  on  10/08  at  10:05 PM

My cat gives me dumb adoration 24/7. What I like about him over a dog is I can leave him alone for three days and be confident he won’t eat all his food in an hour and crap on my bed.

Comment #32: Juan Stoppable  on  10/08  at  10:06 PM

Mnemosyne, my dad wants to get a Maine Coon, and there are even breeders nearby. 

Maybe. Maybe…

“Depends on the cat—a friend of mine was very proud that his Maine Coon cat managed to bring down a bald eagle.”

...I wonder how they torture Maine Coon cats imprisoned in Guantanamo…?

Comment #33: MikeEss  on  10/08  at  10:08 PM

Men can like cats nowadays for the same reason that men can find Tina Fey really sexy—

*gasp* Who told you?

The police and the animal cruelty people were never able to prove anything. That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.

Comment #34: Phoenician in a time of Romans  on  10/08  at  10:12 PM

The downside of all that dumb adoration, at least for people living the modern working lifestyle, is the need for hours and hours of attention and one-on-one play. It’s really a very close analog to the “traditional” patriarchal relationship where the wife is supposed to make her whole life center on her husband—and then gets reviled for being clingy and possessive.

I grew up with dogs, but now I just wish I had the time for one. We have so little spare attention that even our cat complains about it.

Comment #35: paul  on  10/08  at  10:13 PM

Dumb adoration is precisely the reason I despise dogs.

And he hates all popular bands too.

Comment #36: Eric, Rejector of Memez  on  10/08  at  10:16 PM

“I was mostly kidding about banning cats but it’s sad that they have a negative impact because I’m sure they’d be much happier outside.”

Depends on the cat.  Mine was born outside and still seems to have a pretty keen memory of what the woods was like for a tiny white kitten with a tiny white mother.  She likes windows and screened-in porches but just try locking her out of the house or getting her near an open outside door and she turns into a purebred terrorkitty.  Inside cats can’t chase songbirds or squirrels, but they don’t have to worry about owls, eagles, coyotes, dogs, raccoons, or foxes.

Comment #37: preying mantis  on  10/08  at  10:20 PM

My cat is an inside only cat, and is also known as Moth-Bane and Eater-Of-Flies, but that’s what you get when you name your cat Malkav. So it is totally my own fault.

My brother’s cat, Tiger, was an inside-outside cat in the old house, and regularly brought tribute of house mice, field mice, and moles, including a star nosed mole! (I looked it up.) Also, he chased a fox off our property once—the neighbor saw the whole thing. Now, of course, he is an inside only cat, since the parents are selling the house and my brother moved into an apartment complex. Poor Tiger. He wasn’t much on birds, but did stalk squirrels regularly.

My dad was also a cat person growing up, and there are some fantastic pictures of him at 4-5 years old holding a very patient cat. Most of the men I’ve known have liked cats, definitely my dad’s father and brothers. So maybe I just come from a cat family.

Comment #38: Bethynyc  on  10/08  at  10:26 PM

MikeEss I didn’t read what you said in a bad way smile Lots of people here are still convinced that Azaria was killed by her mother. I always feel obligated to try and counteract that view.

It sounds to me like a dingo would do well in your neck of the woods but I’m fairly certain that they would be a restricted export wink. They are increasingly rare in Australia as there is a regular bounty on ‘wild dogs’ (and feral cats for that matter). They also interbreed with other dogs so there are fewer and fewer ‘pure’ dingos.

Comment #39: JC  on  10/08  at  10:44 PM

It’s true that the notion that men would balk at cat ownership is silly

You know, I don’t think it really is all that silly.  Male relatives who’ve visited me from down south have remarked about all the obviously masculine and heterosexual men they see on the streets walking yorkies, chihuahuas, and the like.  Down south those are “feminine” dogs, and real men only have big ol’ mutts (or labs or shepherds or other large ‘working’ breeds). 

It wouldn’t surprise me in the least to find out they had similar ideas about men owning cats, perhaps mitigated by the fact that people don’t have to appear in public with their cats (it was the blatantly walking around with a poodle that seemed to freak them out more than anything else).

Comment #40: The Opoponax  on  10/08  at  10:48 PM

With the number of coyotes we have, occasional bobcats and rare mountain lions too, around my house, a cat or small dog would be consumed quickly.

We’re barely 10 miles north of downtown Los Angeles in a heavily populated area and yet we have our very own wild mountain lion in Griffith Park.  Not to mention that I’ve seen coyotes running down Barham Blvd. right next to Universal Studios in an even more populated area.*

Yes, our cats are indoor-only, no matter how much they gripe.

* If anyone knows the area, it was trotting along the sidewalk outside the Oakwood Apartments at about 11:00 at night with a Burbank Police car following it very carefully. Near the intersection of Barham and Forest Lawn, so not a big surprise.  Just weird to see a wild animal under street lights.

Comment #41: Mnemosyne  on  10/08  at  10:52 PM

Anyone who thinks dogs are big dumb balls of mindless adoration has never had a schnauzer, or probably any of the terriers.  Critters are smart and independent, but it can get bad when they get bored…

Comment #42: Little Valkyrie  on  10/08  at  10:54 PM

When someone shows me a seeing-eye cat, they can use the words “dog” and “dumb” in the same sentence. Not before.

Yes, I know - cue the cat-apologists’ refrain “But THAT’s not intelligence; it’s just training! Cats are too smart to fall into that!” before continuing to rhapsodize about the brilliance with which their cat stares at a wall.

Sorry if I’m being too harsh - I got stitches from the first cat i ever met in my life. Tina Fey? Sexy as hell. Cats? Don’t like ‘em. And I’ve lived with them.

Comment #43: Rick Massimo  on  10/08  at  11:13 PM

Cats and dogs are both great but dogs just take way too much effort. As a grad student, I barely manage to keep myself alive; I don’t know that I could manage caring for a creature that needs to be walked outside and played with on a regular basis.

Comment #44: J.V.  on  10/08  at  11:13 PM

Definite cat person here and definite hetero male.  I had a dog once but dog is much more work.  I’ve got a current indoor cat (with claws) and part of the adoption agreement was he’d stay indoor (or outdoor under supervision) and keep his claws.  But my previous feline companion was also a singleton with claws who stayed indoors.  Current feline does tolerate wearing a harness and taking me for walks occasionally but as mentioned above, I can go off for up to a week and leave him alone with food and water and the house will still be standing.  The main result then is I’ll have feline wedged into chair or lying next to me in bed for most of the next 48 hours after I return.

Comment #45: dakine01  on  10/08  at  11:45 PM

Question for vaux-rien:

What if they kill a starling?  a rock dove?

Comment #46: James  on  10/08  at  11:48 PM

Where did lolcatscome from?  The earlier ones I’ve seen are so coded with gamerspeak, that I figured it was at least largely a male phenomenon until it got mainstream.

Comment #47: Mikey  on  10/08  at  11:51 PM

Current feline does tolerate wearing a harness and taking me for walks occasionally but as mentioned above, I can go off for up to a week and leave him alone with food and water and the house will still be standing.

I was able to do that with my previous cats, but Keaton has a little problem:  he’s convinced he knows how to work doors.  (He is a genuinely smart cat, much smarter than my late beloved Boris.)  Now he manages to lock himself into places like the bathroom at least a couple of times a week, and that’s even with the rubber stopper we put in the door.

So Keaton and Annie go to The Best Little Cat House in Pasadena when we’re gone for a weekend or longer.  We’re not afraid he’s going to destroy anything—we’re just afraid he’ll be locked in the bathroom with no food or water for however long we’re gone.

Comment #48: Mnemosyne  on  10/08  at  11:51 PM

Rick:

Yes, I know - cue the cat-apologists’ refrain “But THAT’s not intelligence; it’s just training! Cats are too smart to fall into that!” before continuing to rhapsodize about the brilliance with which their cat stares at a wall.

The training is all in the breed. Can’t train a chihuahua or a chow to be a seeing-eye dog. Chihuahuas are dumb as fuck, and chows have a mean streak a mile wide. Now, a lab, a retreiver or a border collie? They can be trained to do just about anything. My brother’s border collie acts like he’s got a nose full of coke most of the time, but he’s a hell of a lot more intelligent than either of my cats.

A well-trained border collie can have a 500-word vocabulary, and the mental acuity and problem-solving skills of an above-average five-year-old.

Comment #49: Dan, Grand High Emperor of Bananas Foster  on  10/08  at  11:53 PM

I like both dogs and cats, but will probably not own either.  I like bloodhounds, but probably will never have the space or the time to train them properly.  As for cats, I like Maine Coons because they’re really big and kinda dog-like.

Comment #50: Linnaeus  on  10/08  at  11:59 PM

Dogs don’t do what you say because they’re stupid. They do what you say because they want to. It’s amusing to judge animals by human motives, but such judgments are only useful for their humor value.

The thing I respect about cats is that I know they would kill us and eat us in a heartbeat if they could figure out how.

The thing I respect about cats is that they can love you when you’re alive and still eat your corpse. Hence mother lions eating their dead babies.

Comment #51: junk science  on  10/09  at  12:13 AM

But more responsible ownership should be promoted. I never liked “outside cats”.

Well, we had a friend who once said that “all cats can be conditioned to live indoors only”.

That was before she cat sat for us while we were away for a week. 

Mario LeMiaux has long “fingers”.  Mario is quite strong.  Mario is very determined and will work for hours toward a goal.

Day 1: she arrives, cats are out!  She entices them in with food and they return.  She then notices that the sliding door is open just enough for a large cat to pass through.

Day 2: she arrives, and cats are out AGAIN!  She blocked the sliding door, so how?  Downstairs, a casement window is open to the propped position and the screen is out.  She brings in the screen (Katrina remnants were on their way) and latches the window.

Day 3: pouring rain and tropical depression winds.  Cats are out!  The window was reopened - yes, the cats have figured out the locking mechanism and somehow pushed it until it cocked in a propped position.

Day 4: rain has eased and ... CATS ARE OUT!  This time, it was the kitchen window, treated like a slider.

But we are irresponsible keepers of cats because we don’t chop their paws off so they can’t open the windows?

The usual deal: we feed them at sunset and they will stay in all night if they get out during the days.  Now when we vacation, we block all the usual means of egress.

Comment #52: Ms Kate  on  10/09  at  12:16 AM

“my dad wants to get a Maine Coon, and there are even breeders nearby.  Maybe. Maybe… ” MikeEss.

Mike:  tell your dad to only do this if he likes brushing hair.  Daily.  On the cat, on the chairs, on the clothes, on the rugs…

And that’s during the summer—come winter, you get introduced to hair mats.  I love my Maine Coon, but they take a lot of grooming.  On the other hand, if you know a spinner/weaver, the undercoat would make great sweaters.

Comment #53: lahke  on  10/09  at  12:17 AM

How could I forget to link to “An Engineer’s Guide to Cats”?

Comment #54: Mnemosyne  on  10/09  at  12:17 AM

I’m with Amanda, this is the true face of squirrels.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pRBVh8ZPUyg

“It sounds like dingos might be interesting, although I assume you can’t get them here in the US.”

A co-worker of my wife’s came back from an abortive move to Florida with Honey, a beast that looks just like the dingos you see on “Quigley Down Under” and the like. Kinda shyish, but okay with people.

Comment #55: witless chum  on  10/09  at  12:21 AM

Oh, did I forget to mention the local predators?  The coyotes have retreated into the woodlands a bit, but the fisher cats are absolutely fucking evil creatures that can even kill porcupines by slashing their faces until they pass out from blood loss and ripping out their innards.

That’s why I let cats out by day ... so they don’t break out at night!

Comment #56: Ms Kate  on  10/09  at  12:21 AM

TomHilton:

  The thing I respect about cats is that I know they would kill us and eat us in a heartbeat if they could figure out how.

Oh, our cat Keaton’s figured out how—when he play-attacks us, he always goes for the joints (knee and ankle).  Then I think he gets intimidated by the sheer size of the project of trying to eat an entire human and gives up.

—————
That makes me laugh because Bailey does these play-attack things and then runs under the bed for cover. But he’s just so cute when he does it.
Plus, Bailey’s my first pet and he seriously acts like a dog sometimes. From his response to me calling his name, to his love affair with my tennis shoes, there is no doubt that he could take down my neighbors annoying little chihuahua (whose annoying yap makes me loath dogs even more).
BTW, a colleague of my husband’s told him that it was gay to love a cat so much.

Comment #57: Marymeister  on  10/09  at  12:23 AM

Dumb adoration? My dog doesn’t adore shit.

Actually, I take that back, my dog adores shit, the little coprophagic asshole. My dog doesn’t adore me, unless there’s the slightest chance I’m walking into the kitchen.

My dog is actually kind of a cat, with added carpet accidents.

Fucking dog.

Comment #58: Auguste  on  10/09  at  12:27 AM

i love cats, but the fiance is allergic so we dont have any. until i fell in love with our shih tzu, adopted from my mom who had no time for him, i thought i disliked dogs. but pogo is amazing now that we trained him. he takes himself out to his tree and i can just watch him from the door knowing full well that he will come right back. he loves to cuddle, he tries to kill his toys, he ignores dan and i when we call him so he can sleep. constantly. hes like a cross between a cat, a dog, and a 12 pound dustbunny. hes goofy looking too, we cut his hair short once every few months and as it grows out he starts to look like einstein in dog form. not to mention hes allergic to everything, he takes a dog allergy pill every day, and he has to have special food and treats with no wheat corn or soy. hes my little nerdy fuzzball.

Comment #59: jessilikewhoa  on  10/09  at  12:55 AM

Where did lolcatscome from?  The earlier ones I’ve seen are so coded with gamerspeak, that I figured it was at least largely a male phenomenon until it got mainstream.

Amazingly enough, lolcats first originated on the wretched hive of scum and villainy known only as 4chan. However, I think we can all agree that it is best not to speak of that unholy pit of doom where even the spammers dare not go.

Comment #60: Doug S.  on  10/09  at  01:12 AM

When someone shows me a seeing-eye cat, they can use the words “dog” and “dumb” in the same sentence. Not before.

Yes, I know - cue the cat-apologists’ refrain “But THAT’s not intelligence; it’s just training! Cats are too smart to fall into that!” before continuing to rhapsodize about the brilliance with which their cat stares at a wall.

The training is all in the breed. Can’t train a chihuahua or a chow to be a seeing-eye dog.

It’s not even about breed, it’s all about temper.  Plenty of dogs, including labs and goldens, get kicked out of training because they just aren’t calm enough.  Even though border collies are whip-smart they are very rarely trained as helpers because they are just so high energy they just don’t make ideal companions for people who need a hand getting around. 

That said train-ability and intelligence is somewhat related, but the smarter cat breeds are very trainable.  My siamese sits, lays down, comes when called and a variety of other simple commands as well as being able to fetch different objects by name.  The saddest part is I didn’t even try to train most of it, and all of the cat’s training was simpler than trying to get my Shetland/Beagle to sit.

My other cat? Post dumb, but very lovable.

Comment #61: hypatia  on  10/09  at  01:34 AM

My oldest cat was a stray until he was fully adult (around 3).  He has no interest at all in going outside.  Tried to take him out on a harness once; he wriggled out of it then hid beneath a parked car until I enticed him out with a piece of chicken skin and took him home.

The middle cat is an evil genius (though nothing like your escape artists, Ms Kate!).  Her favorite game is to take off the other cats’ collars and hide them.  And she doesn’t chew through them, just unbuckles them.

I had dogs growing up; my husband had cats.  We’re now both firmly cat people.

Comment #62: Lee  on  10/09  at  01:41 AM

I wonder how much of the “men shouldn’t have cats” thing is about their temperament and how much about the fact that they are small, cute things that don’t need to be taken out and exercised Manly Man style. 

My cat is very much Queen of Everything, but she makes regular demands for affection, gives headbutts and kisses all over the place, and cuddles—on her own terms.  If you do not greet her properly upon arriving home, she will follow you around yowling until you do.  Maybe it’s an attitude thing—she doesn’t act sad when you ignore her, just annoyed because you aren’t doing your job.

Comment #63: killjoy  on  10/09  at  01:59 AM

I agree the dichotomy is a false one, I love both species, but I tend to be more defensive of dogs since I think I know more cat people. Something I have to say to cat lovers who are always like “Cats are independent and smart and they don’t need humans emotionally like those needy, pathetic dogs.”

BULLSHIT. I walk in the door and my roommate’s cat is all over me saying “Pet me, please pet me, petting me is very important, have I mentioned that you should pet me?” Aloof and independent my ass. By contrast I know lots of dogs who, while they CAN be slobberingly affectionate often seem to need some downtime and prefer just sitting around by themselves.

Comment #64: Lamenter  on  10/09  at  02:41 AM

“Because all squirrels can fucking die.”

Amanda made me do happy hand clap dance.

When I finally got to go to Paris my wife a few years back, we come home and somehow a squirrel got in our home. It shat allover everything it could possibly shit upon for about two weeks. As far as I could tell it kept itself alive through shitting. Unbelievable amounts of squirrel poop.  Ms. Animal Control mocked by screams of fear every time the damn thing scuttled near me as we tried to capture it.

Comment #65: dooflow  on  10/09  at  02:45 AM

Sorry about being a caveman. wtf: “we come home…” I should preview.

Comment #66: dooflow  on  10/09  at  02:47 AM

All this kitty talk - *sigh* I sure miss mah kittehz.

Maybe I’ll go the manly route next and get a bunny.

Comment #67: PWI  on  10/09  at  02:49 AM

I had a GREAT dog as a kid, a really, really great dog in the days when your dog ran wild in the neighborhood (and died young, unfortunately.)

After he died, my cat didn’t seem to have the same depth of personality, but he did show good taste in attacking my stepmother’s ankles whenever possible.

However, 40 years in apartments have made me a dedicated cat lady. with neither the time to walk, nor inclination to pick up poop outdoors twice a day.  (Yeah, I know, the litter box, but with the crystals mummifying ‘em, it’s not too bad.)

With one indoor-outdoor kitty (but not at night) and one stay at home, both of whom are orange each with a very distinct personality. Now I miss the purr when I pet a cute dog—hey, the least they could do is purr!

Comment #68: Judy Brown  on  10/09  at  03:05 AM

I didn’t know cat lovers coded feminine until one of our pilots was shocked I liked cats so much. I got one of my airline’s First Officers onto Cute Overload and we were both going on about kitties for a while. I’m somewhat large and throw heavy bags around all the time, so anything ‘feminine’ I do seems really shocking to this one guy.

I’m so getting a Hello Kitty lanyard.

Comment #69: Marc Mielke  on  10/09  at  03:07 AM

But you have to give them a collar with a loud bell so they can’t sneak up on birds.

This didn’t help with Mad Miles the Siamese. But he didn’t kill any birds until one of them shit on me, so apparently he could read my mind.

Comment #70: hf  on  10/09  at  03:36 AM

Yeah.  The cat at my old house just learned to walk such that the bell didn’t make any noise until it was too late for the bird.  Nicodemus is a terrifying engine of destruction; a very good example of the ‘I’ll kill you and eat you if I have to, so make with the dinner’ sort of personality.

Maine Coons are the best cats ever.  Ever ever ever.  I miss Nici’s old grooming partner, Eros, who was a huge orange tabby Maine Coon, with fierce heartache.

Comment #71: NBarnes  on  10/09  at  03:55 AM

In some cases being a dog person entails shedding traditional ideas about masculinity. It depends on the breed of dog. I’m gaga about pugs (I have two) and interact with them in a manner many people still associate with their aging aunts. One gay online friend who I’ve never met was surprised to find out I’m straight because “1. I’ve never met a straight man who prefers pugs and 2. Man, the way you talk about them….”

I can see how large, robust breeds have some connection to traditional notions of masculinity, but toy breeds are another thing altogether.

Comment #72: Farren  on  10/09  at  04:25 AM

OMG Amanda you’d kill a squirrel to save a few potted plants! What? Why don’t you just put out food for the poor thing?  I would _love_ to have squirrels in my garden.

Comment #73: Farren  on  10/09  at  04:29 AM

Anyone who thinks dogs are all about boundless adoration has never lived with a beagle.  My cats provide plenty of that.  They greet me at the door when I get home and spend all evening staring at me with little hearts flying out of their heads.

Comment #74: RobW  on  10/09  at  05:10 AM

Its just cruel to put a bell on a cat. If you’re going to keep a predator, frustrating its efforts to do what it’s exquisitely designed to do is wrong, IMHO.

Comment #75: Farren  on  10/09  at  06:22 AM

Depends on the cat—a friend of mine was very proud that his Maine Coon cat managed to bring down a bald eagle.

(Hey, blame the eagle—it was the one that decided it could carry off a 30-pound Maine Coon.)

Assuming the Maine Coon cat in question has not been detained in Gitmo as someone has mentioned, has s(he) suddenly receive a ton of solicitations to join non-US aligned Air Forces as an instructor pilot? wink

Comment #76: exholt  on  10/09  at  06:36 AM

All of my cats wore collars with bells from the week they were first old enough to go outside. They still get to have the fun of pretending to be Mighty Hunter, they just don’t get to kill anything smart enough to hear the bell and get away.

The tomcat I got last year thinks he’s big enough to kill a fox. The local foxes (fortunately) think he’s too big to be prey. Last time I walked into my garden and a fox ran out of it, my tomcat followed him, looking ever so proud of himself, as if thinking he could bring the fox back to lay on my doorstep.

*sigh* Boy kitties… what can you do?

(My other cat is much older and I don’t bell her any more: she doesn’t go out much and she isn’t interested in the hunting thing. “Food? I have staff for that.”)

Comment #77: Jesurgislac  on  10/09  at  06:36 AM

I didn’t always care for cats that much(thou I always considered them a useful addition to a farm) but one day my wife talked me into getting a cat that some of her friends found, the agreement was that she would take care of him but by the end of his 18 years I was taking care of him and trying to keep him alive because I just couldn’t let him go.  I can’t imagine living without a cat now.  Its always annoying when I hear the “ur r ghey” joke by some loser who thinks they are so funny, I really don’t get it, cats are fantastic predators, evolution at its finest, I happen to admire that.

Comment #78: L1  on  10/09  at  08:05 AM

Is it just me, or is keeping indoor only cats cruel?
Ditto the bell thing.
Cats *are* most definitely designed to be predators. It is what they do. If you don’t like it, don’t get a cat.

Mine have a cat flap so they can come and go. They rarely bring kills back, but occasionally we get the joy of a mouse or small bird.

As far as I am concerned, all birds can fucking die.
It’s not like they’re endangered, is it?

Comment #79: Butterflywings  on  10/09  at  08:18 AM

I grew up with german shepherds and there was always one in my life until space considerations caused me to switch to cats 15 years ago.

I do see embarrassing social and personality differences between dog and cat devotees, at least in the sick cat community. My 8 year old feline was stricken with diabetes this year, the management of which can take over an owner’s life, so I now spend a great deal of time around others who are treating their diabetic cats. Although they can expound on veterinary medicine like scientists most will do it in baby-talk, which makes for truly bizarre conversations.

Cats aren’t animals, they’re “furbabies”, and they never “die” from complications, they “go over the rainbow” where we will one day be re-united. Though I find their advice and knowledge vital in managing my cat’s disease, the childish speech is normalized and expected in these groups, which irritates me.

I don’t know if gooey, maudlin personalities are drawn to cats, or if this is to be expected in the cohort that chooses to attend to their ill pets rather than put them to sleep. What kind of person will test their cats blood throughout the day, make and compare glucose spreadsheets, petition Congress for transparency in commercial food labeling, fight with their vet over the efficacy of pork-based v. beef-based insulin, and be able to recognize catastrophic clinical signs in their cat before they’re apparent to the un-trained eye? No one asks to become an expert in these things, but I find it interesting that those who are tend to have crazy cat lady tendencies, including the boys. I do wonder about it, if infantilism is intrinsic to cat-ownership, or to owners who opt to treat their cat’s illness?  What will become of me? Don’t let me turn into that, please.

Comment #80: flawedplan  on  10/09  at  08:57 AM

“Is it just me, or is keeping indoor only cats cruel?”

I think so. But far far worse a thing is DECLAWING.

Comment #81: wapsie  on  10/09  at  09:27 AM

“Is it just me, or is keeping indoor only cats cruel?”

Well, it’s not like the outdoors is some magical wonderland where they can frolic and hunt to their heart’s content.  Any cruelty inherent in keeping cats indoors has to be balanced against the risk of injury and disease they run by being allowed out.  I had no interest in cat ownership for a long time because I didn’t think the rewards were worth the constant medical problems.  It took knowing a couple of people with indoor-only cats to realize that those problems weren’t cat-problems, they were were outdoor-cat-problems. 

Yes, outdoor kitties run wild and free as nature intended, but outdoor kitties also wind up with neurological tics from eating the wrong bug/lizard/toad or damaged eyes from picking on the wrong species of lizard or trips to the emergency vet for harassing the wrong toad or more abscesses than you can shake a stick at from defending their territory against other cats.  And that’s before you get into the risk of serious injury or death posed by cars, larger predators, dangerous prey, and weird diseases.  As, well, nature intended.  It’s something of a value judgment, sure, but I’m more comfortable with the cruelty of keeping a cat* indoors than I am with the strong possibility of an animal in my care suffering or dying on account of easily-preventable mishaps.

*In general.  I’m sure there are cats out there for whom the confinement of even a spacious house set up with their needs in mind would be pure torture, just as there are cats who have a hate like no other for every second they’re forced to spend outside the safety and comfort of their house, so please don’t take this as a blanket condemnation if you’ve got one of the former.

Comment #82: preying mantis  on  10/09  at  10:14 AM

I live in a fairly high-traffic area.  With raccoons, foxes, and coyotes.  My cat stays indoors, and she has all her claws.  As for felines w/ outdoor privileges…I’ve been approached numerous times by strange felines, “Hi!  Wanna pet me?  You’re nice…Hey, you’ve got opposable thumbs! Let me into my house?  Please? Aw, c’mon!”

Comment #83: mustelid  on  10/09  at  10:17 AM

Maybe keeping a cat inside is cruel but when you live in a large urban area it also keeps them alive for longer than one day.

And since the cat won’t suffer a harness, he’s just stuck inside until such time that he agrees to being on a leash.

Comment #84: elise  on  10/09  at  10:30 AM

The thing I respect about cats is that I know they would kill us and eat us in a heartbeat if they could figure out how.

My runt kitteeeee, Butters, has already figured this out.  He runs down my long hallway, gathering speed, then t-bones me about shin level.  When he’s occasionally lucky enough to knock me off balance, he proceeds to chew on my toes, or my hands.  If it ever gets to the point where I’ve fallen and can’t get up, I have no doubt he’ll snack on me until I’m totally gone.

Damn, I love that cat.  smile

Comment #85: kac90b  on  10/09  at  10:38 AM

Cats aren’t animals, they’re “furbabies”, and they never “die” from complications, they “go over the rainbow” where we will one day be re-united.

Ugh, I hate the term “furbaby.”  Or “fur kid.”  I admit I talk baby talk to cats all the time, but I think talking baby talk about them is on a whole other level.

To some extent, keeping an animal as a pet is cruel.  We confine animals, we physically alter them, etc.  There are plenty of philosophical discussions to be had about whether it’s ethical to have pets at all, but IMO, if you’re going to keep an animal as a pet, it makes sense to try to make that experience as safe and comfortable as it can be. 

My cat seems okay with being 99% indoors.  She climbs the furniture, she races up and down stairs, she catches a mouse every now and again, and in the meantime she preys on loose socks.

Comment #86: killjoy  on  10/09  at  10:58 AM

Mike:  tell your dad to only do this if he likes brushing hair.  Daily.  On the cat, on the chairs, on the clothes, on the rugs…

Or get a Norwegian Forrest Cat. A little lighter-boned than a Maine Coon but still a large medium-hair nordic type of cat. Their triple-coat of fur both sheds less (it all comes out at once in the early spring, it’s like getting a new cat) and is pretty much non-allergenic.

I absolutely adore nordic-type cats. They’re loyal like dogs, independent like cats and if you hate squirrels like I do they are a godsend. My weegie died a few years back but the neighbors have a Maine Coon so the yard is still completely, totally, utterly without rodents or rabbits. My Russian Blue is a fair hunter and my shorthair is a bird-killer (so he’s inside mostly now) but they ain’t in the same league. Hell, they’re barely playing the same sport.

There’s a third kind of nordic cat, the Siberian, but I’ve never even seen one. They’re supposed to be rounder of face and body than the boxy Maine Coons or triangular Norwegians.

Comment #87: Sarcastro  on  10/09  at  12:03 PM

Number One Cat was an in-and-out cat for several years while we lived on a quiet side street in urban Oregon.  When we moved to Maine, our first place was on a very busy arterial so she didn’t get outdoor privileges, and since we moved to our current home she hasn’t shown any interest in going outside.  (The enclosed porch seems to be quite satisfactory.)

Number Two Cat thinks she needs to go out, but she was declawed by a previous owner so she’s not allowed outside.  I think she might be a candidate for harness-and-leash outside trips, she wants it so bad, but she officially belongs to my other half and he’s not interested in trying to leash train an adult cat.

Comment #88: Thena, Sultana of Stale Raisin Bread  on  10/09  at  01:26 PM

i don’t use the term “furbaby” for mine…thanks to the giant, across-the-board, every-five-minutes mood-swing that my 3 adults and my unexpected five kittens go through, they are either “my little fuzz-nuggets,” “spacemonkeys,” “fuzzybitches” or they are “you goddamn looney bunch of hairball chucking weirdos”...as for indoor life being cruel, my cats were all strays living in pretty dire straits in places where they would not have lived long if they had remained “free” and they seem to have a long memory of the terrors of their stray days…whenever i do bring them out, they stay close to the door and will cry to be let back in if provoked or startled…except Tonya, who will hide under a bush when provoked and shred the bejesus out of me or anyone who tries to extricate her

Comment #89: The Crapture  on  10/09  at  02:49 PM

I have to think it was a sign of changing times when Robert DeNiro’s character in Meet the Parents was a total cat person.

In the Southwest Chihuahas are certainly not a “feminine” pet.

Our former indoor/outdoor cat is all-outdoor now due to the kid’s allergies.  I guess this means we won’t be getting any more cats, which sucks, cuz I really want another kitten.  We can’t have a dog because we need a pet we can leave home for days at a time when we fly cross-country to visit relatives.  This is not to say that cat is not affectionate, even needy, and she and her progeny are very vocal and sociable.

She has rarely done the Mighty Hunter thing, but there was one occasion where she was involved in a vicious fued with a whole flock of Gambel’s Quail, and finally killed one of them.  You have never seen such a smug conquering hero.

I don’t think I’d have the heart to keep any pet in a place where they couldn’t go outside at least occasionally.

Comment #90: lonespark  on  10/09  at  03:03 PM

About cats and safety in urban areas.  I live in one of the most heavily trafficked areas of my city, and my cat has a cat door.  She does NOT run into the street as I’ve seen many cats do(I had to slam on my brakes last night to avoid hitting someone’s cat running across a boulevard).  She is the smartest, most loving cat in the world.  But our dog(a Shih-Tzu)can NOT leave her alone.  She has so much PTSD from being unable to escape from the dog anywhere in our house that she spends all day sleeping on our wall in the back yard or at the neighbors’ house and comes in a couple times a day to eat and get petted, but as soon as the dog notices her, she’s gone.

And for full disclosure, we had another cat who DID get hit by a car.  It was especially sad because we had another dog right around the same time who we had to have put down because she was so old and crippled she could barely walk or eat anymore.  But I also feel I would rather let my cat outdoors to do their cat thing and let them have a short, happy life, rather than keep them indoors as my affection-slave who I can never EVER let out of my sight for fear that I might lose them.

Comment #91: Eric  on  10/09  at  03:30 PM

But I also feel I would rather let my cat outdoors to do their cat thing and let them have a short, happy life, rather than keep them indoors as my affection-slave who I can never EVER let out of my sight for fear that I might lose them.

I generally agree with you. However, I cannot get my cat on board. She will not let ME out of her sight, unless she is somehow physically restrained. I have to pry her off my coat when I leave the house for work.

I put her out on the porch, once (she has all claws), and she stuck herself to the screen door and refused to budge for nearly two hours. Upon which she scratched frantically at the doorknob.

Needy little bugger. But I suppose well-suited to her tiny urban environment.

Comment #92: Well, what?  on  10/09  at  06:17 PM

Anton Szandor LaVey claimed that people choose as a “familiar” either a being that is much like them, or their opposite.  A familiar can be a partner, a pet, a musical instrument, anything you spend a lot of time with and become, well, familiar with.  In this world view, it’s no surprise when a big strong he-man chooses a soft and delicate “familiar.”

More mundanely speaking, guys are supposedly attracted to soft fuzzy “feminine” women.  Why should they not be attracted to soft fuzzy “feminine” kitties?  This is one of those contradictions I’ve never understood—“real men” supposedly don’t like pink and soft and fuzzy, so why aren’t they all dating other men?

As to indoor/outdoor, I’ve had indoor cats and they never seemed messed up to me.  They want to go out, they’re not allowed, they get used to that.  Big deal.  So long as what’s going on indoors is interesting (like, play with them sometime!), they won’t have a problem with it.  Chittering at a bird or squirrel outside isn’t a sign the cat is in pain, for chrissakes.  It’s excited, but it will get over it.

People project a lot of their own feelings onto cats and dogs, and that can end up badly.  Dogs, for example, need to know who the alpha is, and if it’s not you, they’ll assume it’s them.  That doesn’t mean you need to be cruel to them.  Just that you have to make it clear that you are the boss.

Comment #93: oldfeminist  on  10/09  at  07:20 PM

My cat adores me. I am her sweet mommy who cuddles her and cleaned her fur when she was too sick to groom herself, who tells her what a wonderful girl she is, and makes her toys move and keeps her litter from stinking too much.

I like that my cat loves me for these things and more. And that, if I were unworthy of her love; if I cuffed her when I was in a bad mood and put her alone on the porch though she’s afraid of Outside and forgot her for a day… then my hand would be clawed and she’d hide and distrust me.

Cats will not be slaves. That’s what Mark Twain loved about them.

Cats judge whom they love or hate, and those they love, they protect. This is probably a large part of what Lovecraft loved about them.

I don’t know why Genghis Kahn loved cats. Maybe he just needed something. But it always struck me as odd that anyone would see loving cats as sissy when the Kahn set such an example.

I like dogs, but I couldn’t own one. They need an alpha, and I’m not into hierarchical bullshit.

Comment #94: Samantha Vimes  on  10/10  at  02:14 AM

This is one of those contradictions I’ve never understood—“real men” supposedly don’t like pink and soft and fuzzy, so why aren’t they all dating other men?

Joanne, that goes hand in hand with one of the great ironies i’ve run into…guys who act hard and disdain anything they think might get them perceived as feminine/effeminate frequently tend to be raging closet cases

Comment #95: The Crapture  on  10/10  at  04:40 PM

Being both a cat person and a dog person, my brain pretty much skipped over everything else to go “Kitties!  Doggies!  Man, I love my cats.”  This was closely followed by “What, no pictures of Amanda’s cat?”

Incidentally, my cats are more interested in watching outdoors than BEING outdoors.  Outdoors is scary.  Last time they both got out, they hid on the neighbor’s porch until I let them back in, and then hid under the bed.  The time before that, one stayed in a tree for two days solid (she was dragged down by my drunken neighbors, upon which she hid in a drain, from which I lured her with canned salmon).  And she’s the one who probably HAD to live outside when she was abandoned, so it’s not that outdoors is unfamiliar to her.  Indoors is warm and comfy and has food and sometimes insects to eat, and also people to pet them.  Not all cats are happier indoor/outdoor.

And my cats are assuredly not affection-slaves.  Pretty much everything is on their schedule.

Comment #96: Mel  on  10/13  at  05:22 PM
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