Talking to buddy

[spatch]

I dislike "cat blogging" in excess and I've probably discussed some of this before, but today Abbie and I had a conversation that I wanted to share. He's fourteen and a half years old, and I've had him since he was six weeks old. In that time we've gone through a lot together, and we've learned how to talk to each other effectively well. I can recognize certain meows of his: the echolocation meow, the "somebody come and play" meow, the "I'm in the room now, at ease" meow, and the "But I want it NOW" meow.

And I've learned how to respond to him in ways that he understands. He's learned his name, and has matched his pitch roughly to the one I use when I talk to him. He also mimics the upward inflection we use when asking questions, though I'm not sure if he's connected that with demands or uses it cause he hears it a lot. He also understands "Okay" and "Go ahead", but probably because they're said in a friendly tone, not like "No" or "Get down", which he'll recognize of course but ignore.

Diane Duane, in her brilliant "Book of Night with Moon" series, holds forth that cat language is a lot more sophisticated than just meows. It also involves body language, posture, location relative to one another, and even eye contact or the lack thereof. And most cat owners will tell you that's certainly the case. (Everyone probably also has a story similar to this one here, so let's hear 'em, gang!)

Abbie's version of please, for example, is a gentle extending of the paw at whatever it is you're currently eating. It's almost a pathetic Oliver Twist gesture, but it also says "I could swipe that stuff outta your hand at any time, and don't you forget it." He also knows the best way to wake me up and get me to do something is swat at a plastic bag, because I will move heaven and earth to get him to Stop Doing That Dammit.

But he has an even more polite version of please: He just sits down next to me and gently headbutts my leg. That can mean either show me attention or take a look at the food dish when you can, you know, no big rush, I can wait for now. For now I said.

He stays gentle for the most part, because beyond the vacuum cleaner fear he's a very relaxed cat. Of course he is. He's an indoor cat who holds court in a purple papasan throne with a catnip plant growing directly above him. It dangles so tantalizingly close he could just reach up and nip a piece off if he wanted, the hedonistic little Caesar.

Today I was trying to shoo Abbie out of a room so I could head out for lunch. He was sacked out on a pillow and showed no interest in leaving. I started by petting him and doing the rump-patting thing, which usually gets a cat right up on their feet so you can gently send them on their way. Abbie, however, was having none of it.

He had a hind paw sticking out as he lay down, so I reached over to grab it and push it over, motivate him that way. Instead, as soon as I took his hind paw he quickly moved his head around and took my hand, very gently, in his mouth. It was not an aggressive move. He's not a regular biter. He did not clamp down, he didn't break the skin, he just grabbed my hand swiftly enough to say "No, man, that's not cool. Back off." I relented and backed off. He let go. Eventually I got him up and he went off to sulk for a bit due to the overall ignominy of it, but I gave him some treats before I left and we were friends again.

I've been watching him walk and he's not favoring the leg, so it wasn't an injury reaction. It was one of those defensive instincts that cats have (the belly is their most vulnerable spot and they'll protect it with their hind legs) but Abbie, at least, showed an admirable display of restraint, a rare feature in a cat who will beg for everything from avocado to bottled water. I guess we know each other well enough after fourteen years that he trusts me to respect a warning, and I trust he won't harm me intentionally.

He's a good fella.

Comments

[sovay]

He's a good fella.

Nice.

Who is Abbie named after?

[zyrya]

I thought this post was going to go in a very very bad direction. Oof.

Could Abbie have a bit of arthritis going on? Theodore Roosevelt got pretty stiff after about age 12 and the vet put him on a daily drop of Metacam, which is an anti-inflammatory. It helped him enormously.

Darling Abbie, he takes very good care of you.

[wring.livejournal.com]

good kitty

[mmcirvin.livejournal.com]

Radka, who is otherwise an excellently-behaved cat, gets very bitey when she's in a playful mood. It usually seems to start out as a signal that she's had enough petting (given without any warning whatsoever after extended purring), but if you don't immediately disengage, she starts biting for the sheer fun of it. I'm trying not to give her the satisfaction, in part because there have been some tear-filled incidents with Jorie.

Cats

[susskins.livejournal.com]

Miss Rose is a playful biter, if she decides it would be a great game to kill The Hand. But she's always careful to never break the skin, even in the heat of the game.

I love Abbie from afar. Everything you've ever told us about Abbie just makes me love him more.

[archangelsk.livejournal.com]

My late friend Silas, a book store cat, had me well trained. He'd let me come three or four paces into the shop, and then drop whatever he was doing and walk over to the top of the basement stairs — and then he'd stare at me until I came to him. Once I started walking in his direction, he would lead me to an armchair in the basement... he'd stop in front of the chair and look at it, then back to me, until I sat down. I'd look at him and pat my thigh once, saying "Well, come on," and he'd jump up, make biscuits for a while, and then curl into the crook of my elbow and just doze. One time I fell asleep, too, and had to be rousted at closing time. Another time, I stopped to chat at the counter and Silas walked over from his perch at the stairs and began meowing insistently. I looked over at him, and he gave me a head flip, like come on, then.

The thing is, he only did this on Sundays. When I visited the shop on other days, he'd let me pet him, or give me a cursory nudge with his head, but was generally blasé about my presence. On Sunday, though, I was his man.

[mybadhairlife.livejournal.com]

Alice B. Capone does that "I could totally bite you right now" warning. She doesn't like having her paws touched, despite the fact that I have been regularly clipping her nails since she was old enough not to need her claws for walking. Nevertheless, every single time that I clip her claws, she gently takes my hand or wrist in her mouth and gives me a look that clearly says that further mayhem will occur if I don't cease and desist IMMEDIATELY.

[chitzk0i.livejournal.com]

Our cat Jenny has trained us pretty well. She loves to lick fresh water, especially when it's running, so she saunters about outside the bathroom and whenever someone bends down to pet her, she darts into the bathroom and jumps up on the counter.

We started leaving a small saucer of water in the sink for her to drink, thinking she might be satisfied with the freshest, cleanest water. Instead, she will nudge the saucer to spill water out whereupon she tries to catch the water in midair before licking her paw and bit of wetness off the sink.

When someone needs to use the sink, they empty the saucer and set it on the edge of the sink. If you're using the bathroom and she wants water, she'll knock the saucer off into the sink. Oftentimes we humans find it endearing, so we fill up the saucer again and thus she has learned a trick.

Scooter definitely has a plaintive "Pets, please!" meow. If you ignore it, he will reach a paw out to touch your shoulder or elbow, resting his pads on you until you look. I can't help but laugh and pet him, because with his pleading eyes he seems to be saying, "Please, man. It's serious."

[batyatoon]

Aw, Abbie. *pets him*

[littlegirltoast.livejournal.com]

I wrote something last month about how I talk to my cats, but I want to warn you that it is sadder than all hell.

It is here though: old feline animal i said how is tricks (and I bet you know where that title's from)