Today Sheba explained to me that the framework of a cat's emotions is actually remarkably simple.
"Shouldn't the circles overlap?" I asked, "Or it be on some sort of scale?"
"No," she replied. "We simply flit from one to another."
"Right." I said. "But nothing is to any extreme. What about love and hate?"
"Cats know very little of love," she told me, "And as for hate - that is a waste of energy for any creature."
"I see," I said, "Well I think that's most insightful."
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Friday, 19 July 2013
Sunday, 30 June 2013
Cat got your tongue?
Today Sheba and I were talking about grooming.
"It must be pretty exhausting," I commented, "Having to keep your whole body clean with your tongue."
"That depends entirely on whose tongue you are using," she told me.
"RIGHT I don't want to know!" I snapped. I was plagued for the rest of the day by the disturbing turn of the conversation and was thankful it hadn't continued.
"It must be pretty exhausting," I commented, "Having to keep your whole body clean with your tongue."
"That depends entirely on whose tongue you are using," she told me.
"RIGHT I don't want to know!" I snapped. I was plagued for the rest of the day by the disturbing turn of the conversation and was thankful it hadn't continued.
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