Originally Posted by Mirinae
I think my cats consider me an inept kitten. Sure, my opposable thumbs help me open the crunchie tin, but I've yet to successfully catch and kill my own mouse. (Or even a spider ... but I'm arachnophobic.) In some ways they treat me as the dominant "cat" in the family, but in many ways I feel like they watch me and think Geez, when is she going to figure it out? when I don't spend the day sleeping, don't kill any errant rodents in the apartment, and don't get excited every time there's a bird or a squirrel sitting outside the living room window. It's like they love me for who I am and for the cat-like behaviour I will occasionally exhibit, but pity me because I'm not, really, a cat.
If that makes any sense?
yeh you are probably right, they probably do pity us because we are not really cats, that must be why they put up with some things that may seem incomprehsible to them
like, step on a bug and then throw it away??! what a waste of a tasty snack!
mine, have, however, trained me to get very excited about the birds outside the window.
finally i am starting to make more sense to them