He is gorgeous, but actually GG stands for Gormless George. He was over a year old before he figured doors out.
You know that smartness test where you put a treat on the floor in front of kitty and then cover the treat with a red solo cup and see how long it takes kitty to get the treat? He still doesn’t get that one. He’s pretty sure the treat is under the cup because he can smell it. Sometimes we take pity and lift the cup to give him another hint (which he never gets) but mostly Very Bad Cat will come by and notice the cup on the floor. She knows that we put treats under cups on the floor, so goes over and gets the treat.
The post card you sent me is still in a place of pride in a mirror frame. Just so you know.
That was my first cat, got her back in 1980. She had pointy, stiletto-like feet which hurt when she walked across you, and demanded to be petted but would bite if you petted her for just one second too long.
Here is the late Zen. He, like almost all our cats over the years, came to us by happenstance, and was a big sucky fluffy boy. He was very likely part Maine Coon, judging by his size and appearance, and loved to have his belly and chest fondled.
In keeping with the theme, I’m going to at least temporarily change my avatar to a cat. In keeping with the one I currently use, I’m incorporating an element of it into the new one.
I’m specifically mentioning this because @Dung_Beetle once said that she liked my avatar because it made her laugh. And I want her to be on the lookout for the new one.
You are not alone. I heavily depend on avatars for identifying users (especially people such as @thorny_locust, whose posts I’ve been reading for years), so I find myself having to read the names of the posters.
If I don’t recognize someone, I find that the best approach is to assume that they are insightful and empathetic with something interesting to say. Obviously I know better for the people I recognize.
That was my first cat, got her back in 1980. She had pointy, stiletto-like feet which hurt when she walked across you, and demanded to be petted but would bite if you petted her for just one second too long.
