The Cat Whisperer

[anticorp@lemmy.world]

Is this pasta? If not, it is now!

[iheartneopets@lemm.ee]

Damn, that's crazy

[lost_my_mind@lemmy.world]

My mom had a tuxedo cat named Sammy. I was 17 and a pothead. I came home from McDonalds. I had like 80 chicken nuggets in my bag. And Shrek was on tv as I smoked a bowl. So I thought it was funny to say "HEY!!! HEY DONKEY!!! DONKEY!!! HEY DONKEY!!!!"

And my cat was like MEOW? So I said HEY! DONKEY!!! DONKEY!! HEY! HEY DONKEY DONKEY DONKEY!!!"

And she said "MEOW???"

So then years later I was in my 20s with my own tuxedo cat named Karmalee. And Karmalee liked when evil thing happened. So I said to her in a devil voice "HEY KARMALEE!!! I'M GOING TO CONJUR UP THE SPIRITS OF MALEBOLGIA TO SPREAD EVIL AND DARKNESS ACROSS THE LANDS AS WE SPILL THE BLOOD OF THE INNOCENT!!!"

And she went face down, ass up, tail straight up, and did that thing when cats are in heat where their tails wiggle and their meow is more like meheheheheheheow!!!

She did that.

My point is, I too can tell long winded, entertaining, but ultimately pointless stories about cats that go nowhere.

Would you like to hear about Karmalees frenemy Speed?

[master@lemm.ee]

You had me in the first half...

[monkdervierte@lemmy.ml]

Is this about how cats see us as slightly removed and clumsy part of the the pack?

[rbwells@lemmy.world]

OMG I did this with a crow recently. Am a pretty good mimic, crow was across the street, he looks over and caws, I repeat it, he gets huffy and flies away. Well, don't dish it if you can't take it!

[v4ld1z@lemmy.zip]

You can just use a different word, my guy. Won't change the meaning and you don't use a slur

[9488fcea02a9@sh.itjust.works]

Watch out. Crows remember their enemies, share that info with the rest of the group, and can pass that information down to the next generation.

I always verbally greet crows politely.

[prettybunnys@sh.itjust.works]

Crows love dog food and unsalted peanuts.

You want friends you ought to carry some in your pockets, caw politely and place some food down and walk off.

I have a murder that hangs out in front of my house that know me now.

[rbwells@lemmy.world]

I have restored our relationship by very obviously showing them white cheddar cheese puffs, eating one, and leaving them three of them, twice; then leaving cat food once. They are nice now. (Meaning of they are in my yard I can go to the mailbox and they just chill). When I see them I do bring them something but am not home much lately.

But really, if you are gonna cuss me out, what do you expect?

Last week I was out in front and heard an exchange so nice - one yells "caw caw" then the other "cawcawcawcaw" over and over until finally MR. Caw Caw says "caw caw, cawcawcawcaw" and they both stopped. It made me laugh.