tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14120413019138396882024-03-06T00:31:59.831-05:00Kitten the CatKittenTheCathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04981764694659517047noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412041301913839688.post-15713423735107315572013-01-19T15:19:00.001-05:002013-01-19T15:20:26.500-05:00Study Sessions: Kitten's Best Friend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Kitten and Elena go wayyyyy back. All the way back to this past June (and for a cat, that's like, pretty far back). Elena came to cat-sit Kitten while I was away over the summer (not to be confused with my other <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2012/06/adventures-in-cat-sitting-or-my-week.html" target="_blank">cat-sitter</a>, Lindsey, who blogged about her Kitten-sitting experiences on her own blog: <a href="http://happyorhungry.com/2013/01/04/the-cat-sitter/" target="_blank">Happy or Hungry</a>), and the two of them had a totally fab time and Kitten totally did not try to molest Elena or anything.</div>
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Suffice it to say, Kitten is <i>very</i> <i>close</i> with Elena.</div>
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Maybe <i>too close</i>.</div>
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Yes, it is true that Kitten makes it a personal goal to hump every visitor I have. </div>
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But he always make an extra special effort with Elena. </div>
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It's okay, Elena likes it.</div>
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In addition to being a phenomenal study-buddy for me and sexual outlet for Kitten, Elena also took it upon herself to get some Kitten grooming in during one of our study sessions. I believe she said, and I quote, "Oh my god! Look at his eyes! They are disgusting!!! That is so gross! Why don't you wipe his eyes!?!?! There is crust EVERYWHERE!!! OH GOD!!!" To which I replied, "Here's a tissue, knock yourself out."</div>
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Yes, Kitten's eyes get really goopey. Cat eye crust is just one of the many joys that come hand in hand with owning a designer pet. It's not that I don't ever wipe Kitten's eyes, it's just that they need to be wiped ALL THE TIME. It's ridiculous, like use your paws or something to do it yourself. Admittedly, sometimes the eye goop does get pretty bad. But I always notice when it gets bad, because Kitten starts to wink at me. </div>
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Despite Elena's kindness, Kitten was still a pretty big jerk, eating our food and lying right in the way of things.</div>
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What came next, I have a hard time defining. Elena called it "play", whereas I would classify it as "intent to harm". Elena started to "play" with Kitten and seemed to be under the impression that he was "having fun". I'm pretty sure he just wanted her to stop and would have chewed her hand off to make that happen. But you can take a look at decide for yourself.<br />
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It started like this:</div>
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And progressed to this:</div>
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Here are the videos. I think Kitten's eyes say it all.</div>
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I should say, Elena wasn't my only friend to visit during exams. The lovely Kasia also joined us. This was Kasia's first time meeting Kitten. She warned me before hand that she was NOT a fan a cats.<br /><br /></div>
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When she first got to my apartment, she stopped at the door to take her boots off. Unbeknownst to her, Kitten was coyly watching her from around the corner. She was none too impressed to look up to see some pervy cat watching her.</div>
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The first day she spent at my place, she did not warm up to Kitten. He was creepy, she wasn't into it. It probably didn't help his cause that he would spend long periods of time by her feet just staring at her, probably thinking, "Can you please move into a better position so that I can hump you?" <br /><br />However, the second day she came, Kitten somehow turned Kasia into, maybe not a Kitten-lover, but at least a Kitten-tolerator. Ultimately, a victory. </div>
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<b>The End.</b>KittenTheCathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04981764694659517047noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412041301913839688.post-22460404156336125612013-01-11T15:35:00.000-05:002013-01-11T15:35:50.519-05:00Study Sessions: Kitten and The Blonde One<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today's post is a recap of my exam study sessions! </div>
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Now, hear me out. I know that might <i>sound</i> even more boring than watching paint dry, grass grow, any baseball game, etc., but you would be wrong. To help me make it through exam time without losing all sanity, I frequently invited friends over to study with me. This led to many ridiculous Kitten/friend interactions, which I thoroughly documented. <br />
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Let me give you some history about The Blonde One. One time, I took Kitten to the Blonde One's house when my apartment was under some repairs and I couldn't have a cat hanging around. Kitten did not have a good time. </div>
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At The Blonde One's house, Kitten hid behind the couch or under the bed the entire time. When I went to retrieve him, he had to be lured out from under the bed. Apparently, he had not used the litter box once... in three days. I don't even know how this is possible, but she never did find any accidents, so I can only assume Kitten absorbed everything during that time. </div>
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Now, you would think this incident would traumatize Kitten and instil a fear of The Blonde One in him. It did not.<br /><br />Kitten immediately took to his weird humping routine with her. </div>
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This <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2012/06/adventures-in-cat-sitting-or-my-week.html" target="_blank">isn't the first time</a> that Kitten has been weird with my friends, and it sure wasn't the last time this happened during exams (but I'll tell you more about that in my next post). Below you can see that once he is done using my friend, he has a tendency to go and expose himself somewhere nearby. Like, close enough they can see, but not so close that it is 100% obvious that he is doing it for their benefit.</div>
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After Kitten's seduction attempt failed, he decided to check out some shit outside. </div>
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This was all fine and dandy until The Blonde One thought it would be funny to get back at Kitten for violating her.</div>
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As if that wasn't enough, The Blonde One then decided that Kitten was the perfect tool to clean my windows with. Though, I can't really argue with her. He did a pretty damn good job.</div>
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He also needs to learn that his behaviour around my friends is wholly inappropriate. I mean, if Kitten were a person, he would be charged with a criminal offence for his actions. Unfortunately, Kitten is dumb and cannot grasp the concept of social norms, let along object permanence. </div>
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After The Blonde One used Kitten as a window cleaner, she decided to try to play with him. However, her concept of "play" seemed to be chasing Kitten around in a frenzied way, causing him to become quite agitated and panicked. </div>
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Well, that was the post about The Blonde One. </div>
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Next post I'll tell you all about Kitten's study adventures with Elena. Elena is much kinder than The Blonde One. Instead of tormenting Kitten she helped him with some personal higiene issues and actually played with him.</div>
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Happy December 2nd my friends!</div>
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Despite that it is home to both Christmas and my birthday, December is by far one of the most depressing months of the year for me. Anyone who is still finishing some form of postsecondary education knows why December is a depressing month. And for those of you who are unfortunate enough to have your birthday falling anywhere from... I would say today until the 21, are very aware of my pain. </div>
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Even if <i>you</i> personally don't have any exams on or right after your birthday, and are free to go out and have some fun, you are pretty much guaranteed to be having a party of one.</div>
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Anyway, today I am not going to tell you anything new about Kitten. I noticed that there are a couple of post that I wrote a while back that didn't get a lot of attention that I think are quite funny. </div>
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If you missed them, take a look!</div>
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<a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/07/and-they-came-and-they-left-tokens-of.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: x-large;">... and they came and they left tokens of their appreciation.</span></a></div>
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This is the story about how a loaf of bread from a failed attempt to make a sandwich out of Kitten turned my balcony into a mecca for pigeons.</div>
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<a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/01/clementine-tasty-treat-or-enemy.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Clementine: Tasty Treat or Enemy?</span></a></div>
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This is a video of Kitten eating a clementine. He manages to pick it up with his paw to lick it. It is weird.</div>
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[Fun Fact: On this day in 1969, the Boeing 747 made it's debute -- In case you cared]</div>
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I am artificially keeping Kitten
alive. No, this does not mean that
I have Kitten hooked up to some sort of cat life-support system with a morphine
drip and feeding tube (though I have given Kitten morphine <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2012/01/back-again.html" target="_blank">before</a>). What I mean is, that there is no
chance, not even a sliver of a possibility, that Kitten could live in the wild
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<span lang="EN-GB">I know I have written on similar topics
before. Select examples include: <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/10/kitten-has-intellectual-disability.html" target="_blank">Kitten has an Intellectual Disability</a>, <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/08/kitten-almost-died.html" target="_blank">Kitten Almost Died</a>, <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/03/rip-cheap-entrainment-unit-door.html" target="_blank">RIP Cheap Entertainment Unit Door</a>, and <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2010/12/5-reasons-kitten-would-not-survive.html" target="_blank">5 Reasons Kitten would not Survive the First Week of a Zombie Apocalypse</a>.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">But I still feel like without some
concrete evidence, it is difficult for people who do not personally know Kitten
to fully grasp how dumb he is.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">To help you better understand the level of
Kitten’s inability to function as a living being, I have compiled this brief
and very incomplete video collection of Kitten’s shortcomings. </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">Kitten loves to chase things, however, he
has little concept of how to come to a proper stop and also forgets very
quickly why he was running in the first place.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">This is how Kitten eats. It involves a lot of weird jerky head
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<span lang="EN-GB">Kitten will not let me brush him and since
the following is his idea of bathing, he ends up covered in mats, necessitating <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2012/05/emperors-new-clothes.html" target="_blank">stupid haircuts</a>. Please note that this is
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<span lang="EN-GB">Kitten does not understand object
permanence (or in this case, world permanence). To be fair, neither do
babies. <i>But</i>, even minimally sentient beings often understand that they can escape from underneath blankets. Kitten does not. If you put a blanket over Kitten, he
will stay they until you take it off.
He accepts that warm darkness has become his life, and at a certain
point will begin to welcome it.
That point is at 1:29 in this video, where Kitten begins to purr in his
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<span lang="EN-GB">In the same vein, Kitten simply does not get
what is happening when you put something as small as a washcloth over his
face. It is basically the end of
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<span lang="EN-GB">Kitten has a love-hate relationship with cat toys. He loves to chase them, but
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<span lang="EN-GB">Bags. Kitten loves bags. I know I have said
this <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/02/kitten-bags-boxes.html" target="_blank">many</a>, <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/11/kittens-new-home.html" target="_blank">many</a>, <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/02/boyfriend-buys-pants.html" target="_blank">many</a>, times (and <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/05/lost-found-return-of-bag.html" target="_blank">once more</a>). But
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<span lang="EN-GB">I just realized that it has been about a
year since Ex-Boyfriend and I became citizens of Splitsville. [If my lame joke escapes you, what I am
trying to say, is that it has been about a year since we ended our
relationship, called it quits, broke-up, etc.] </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">This past year, a lot has changed in my
life and I can happily say, that most of the change has been overwhelming
good. What has not changed, is
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<span lang="EN-GB">He is my rock, my deranged, violent rock. </span></div>
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changes as well. After the
break-up, I made a few lifestyle changes; the main one being that instead of
sitting at home taking pictures of and blogging about my cat, I went out. I made a big effort to reconnect with
old friends and to forge new friendships as well. This meant a lot of long days alone for Kitten.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">This meant someone new in the
apartment. At first I thought
Kitten would be unimpressed, especially because the first time Furby met
Kitten, he kicked him. NOT HARD, and to be fair, it was because Kitten had
started to do his weird humping thing that <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2012/06/adventures-in-cat-sitting-or-my-week.html" target="_blank">Elena</a> has already described in such
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<span lang="EN-GB">On top of that, Furby is allergic to cats,
meaning that sometimes Kitten would have to wait in the washroom until Furby was
gone. Despite this, Kitten really
liked Furby. Well, he liked Furby
as much as Kitten is capable of liking anything, which means he sniffed his
shoes and stared at him in a really uncomfortable manner. </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: justify;">Furby, however, never grew to like Kitten…
or so he said. But one time I
caught Furby on his hands and knees trying to role a ball on a string under the
bed for Kitten. Kitten was
obviously terrified by this gesture, as he naturally assumed the 1.5 inch ball
was coming to murder him.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">One time, I was in the kitchen and Furby
was in the washroom. I heard the
shower go on for several seconds and then shut-off. B</span>y this point in our more-than-friendship, I was well aware of Furby’s penchant for, how can I put this? Shit disturbing. So I immediately yelled,
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Okay, so not quite like that. But STILL bad.</div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">So, all of this is to say, that though
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If you live in Toronto, this means some garbage cans are definitely going to get blown over and umbrella sales are going to skyrocket. If you are me, this means catching up on laundry (so all of my sweatpants are clean) and making sure all of my favourite TV shows are queued up. </div>
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He went from <i>this</i>:</div>
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To <i>this</i> (I call it, "Angry Mangy Lamb"):<br />
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And is <i>now</i> close to full fur capacity.</div>
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Unfortunately, long fur means Kitten needs to be brushed regularly to prevent him from becoming a matted monster. </div>
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<b>Exhibit A:</b></div>
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I will be honest; I hate brushing Kitten and I will put it off as long as possible. He is mean and he is strong and he has no reservations about clawing and biting my arms to a pulp. </div>
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<span style="text-align: justify;">This is how I usually attempt to brush Kitten:</span></div>
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Luckily, I have a friend who is willing to look past all of this for the betterment of Kitten's hygiene. </div>
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Remember my <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2012/06/adventures-in-cat-sitting-or-my-week.html" target="_blank">Kitten-sitter, Elena? </a> </div>
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She is an absolute doll and helps me brush Kitten anytime she comes to visit. I pin down his little cat arms and cat legs and she brushes his tangled coat like the future of humanity depends on it. I'm not sure if she does this out of friendship, a feeling that she has some obligation to Kitten as a past-caregiver, or if she has a misguided (and likely unrequited) love for Kitten. Regardless of her motive, I appreciate the help.</div>
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Thanks again Elena, for having the courage I do not. </div>
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<b>In other news</b>, I picked up some cat-tunnel-ball-toy-contraption from the dollar store. </div>
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Kitten liked it for about 30 seconds before he bored with it. </div>
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At first he was all, "Mmmmm balls."</div>
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Wherever you are, I hope the storm passes you safely and the only casualty you suffer is a cosy night in on the couch with a cup of hot tea or cocoa. As a parting gift, here are some pictures of Kitten looking stoically out the window at the rain. <br />
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KittenTheCathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04981764694659517047noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412041301913839688.post-31694460413277828622012-06-14T01:43:00.003-04:002012-06-14T02:12:50.380-04:00Adventures in Cat-SittingHello there, readers of "Kitten the Cat"! My name is Elena and I am a friend of Catherine's from law school. I am temporarily taking over this blog in order to share my harrowing experience cat-sitting a creature known as Kitten.<br />
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A few weeks ago, Catherine told me she was going away to a music festival and that she was a bit concerned about who would be available to watch over Kitten while she was away. As a cat-lover whose pet is currently across the continent, I jumped at the chance to take care of the little guy. "Are you sure?" asked Catherine hesitantly. "Yeah! Totally!" said poor, naive past-Elena. What a maroon.<br />
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This past week, the time finally came for me to enter the Thunderdome. Turning the key into Catherine's apartment, I was very excited. One could say <a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0pzjlHYSC1qagces.gif" target="_blank">"Jonah Hill in 'Get Him to the Greek' Excited"</a>. I entered to find Kitten looking like this:<br />
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I wondered what his expression meant. Was Kitten showing me his stink eye? Was his face just like that? I then attempted to feed my new ward. He refused to ingest anything. My mind raced. Also my face contorted into <a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/luvthatdrtywata/pic/001w7ez1" target="_blank">this</a>. What if Kitten was suffering Catherine withdrawal? What if he stopped eating? Do they make teeny tiny cat IVs? Was he just upset I picked him up and cuddled him like a baby?<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"I am going to starve myself out of spite muhahahahahahha"</td></tr>
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I then decided to wait around for a while to make sure he ate something. After about 20 minutes of sitting on the couch, Kitten came, sat down next to me and purred. I was delighted. One could say <a href="http://i46.tinypic.com/24oyudx.jpg" target="_blank">"Jason Segel in 'How I Met Your Mother' Delighted"</a>. Being a law student, I then assessed this situation critically. Was Kitten really happy, or did he just dislike loneliness? After a quick text-poll, my friends were leaning towards the former. One friend quipped that Kitten is quite dumb and that he was probably not smart enough to have feelings. That friend is rude. </div>
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Kitten then stood up and crawled onto my leg. "How cute! He's going to cuddle with me!" I thought. Kitten then proceeded to knead me like dough...for several minutes. I then had another moment of confusion. I wanted to tell Kitten,"little buddy, you know my leg is not going to get any softer, right? Haha... hah" </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>"Kneading"</i></td></tr>
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You're probably wondering "hey Elena, why did you put quotation marks around the word 'kneading' and then italicize it? Because that's all he was doing right? He just wanted to cuddle? Nothing odd about that. Kitten is neutered so there could be no alternate reason for him to slowly and sensually massage your leg with his soft UGG boot-like paws while he's flexing his hind legs and pumping his lower body OH GOD HE WAS HUMPING YOU THAT ENTIRE TIME, WASN'T HE?"<br />
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You guys. This was awkward. Like... <a href="http://i.imgur.com/HO7vJ.gif" target="_blank">"Steve Buschemi at the Golden Globes" awkward</a>. Kitten: <a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m55yhchijz1rnvwt1.gif" target="_blank">heheh</a>. My friends: <a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3ohob6wRB1rnvwt1.gif" target="_blank">oh dear</a>.<br />
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Yep. That's right blog readers. I was sexually molested by a neutered cat. Now... I'm used to cats taking a liking to me. I am known to many friends as a "cat whisperer" due to my ability to attract neighbourhood cats to me every time I go out.<br />
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I was not used to <i>this </i>type of attention though.<br />
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Much like if the eunuch from Game of Thrones decided to rest his hand on Sansa Stark's thigh, the humping experience was bewildering and a little creepy. After I told Kitten "no" the<i> first</i> time (foreshadowing!) and brushed him aside, he decided to lay in front of me <i>displaying</i> himself for a full five minutes. Not moving. Just blinking. And watching me. If Kitten was a human, this would be the equivalent mental image you would have right now: <a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2e28aIiQh1rnvwt1.gif" target="_blank">yeppppp.</a><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Do you like what you see female human?"</td></tr>
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Kitten then upped his creepy flasher vibe by licking himself and <a href="http://ic.pics.livejournal.com/ecctv/473444/3679175/original.gif" target="_blank">loving it</a>.<br />
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Once Kitten saw that I was not impressed by his antics, he decided to come back on the couch and snuggle with me.<br />
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He then of course decided to start molesting me again, because if at first you don't success, try, try again! To make things creepier, every time I would push Kitten off, he would get <a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4es0b6NBJ1ro1gr3.gif" target="_blank">upset</a>. Suffice it to say that the play-by-play to my friends via text was both hilarious and extremely weird.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"I don't understand why you're not cool with this."</td></tr>
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I returned the next day and of course, Kitten continued his advances. This time I caught him in the act:<br />
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Not one to give up on new friends that easily, I decided to Google Kitten's little issue. I then found out that Kitten's behaviour is not uncommon in neutered cats who just want a bit of extra attention. My heart <a href="http://i37.tinypic.com/2mzeipl.jpg" target="_blank">swelled</a>. Kitten didn't want to mate with my leg! He just wanted to <i>really </i>let me know how special I should think he is.<br />
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With this new knowledge, I decided to distract my little cat friend with my proven scratching technique (patent pending).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"What... what kind of demon magic is this? Are you a witch? Reveal yourself!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Oh... oh this is nice."</td></tr>
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Once we were officially friends, we (well, pretty much mostly me) decided to have a little fun:<br />
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I am happy to report that Kitten and I have gotten over our awkwardness and we are now buds.<br />
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<br /></div>KittenTheCathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04981764694659517047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412041301913839688.post-54065773508290375792012-05-18T16:48:00.000-04:002012-05-18T16:49:19.716-04:00The Emperor's New ClothesMy blog is not the only thing I have been neglecting. <div>
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My exams ended a month ago. I spent the month prior to exams locked in my apartment living off of non-perishables and perfecting my mild scoliosis. I spent the month following exams catching up on the Internet and television (in their entirety), venturing outside only to indulge in nightly post-exam celebrations. </div>
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Both pre and post-exam lifestyles meant no trips to the gym, an exclusive carb diet, and no time/energy to brush the satanic beast that has become my cat. Have you ever tried to simultaneously subdue and brush an enraged and blood thirsty mammal while feeling bloated and lethargic? It is no walk in the park.<br /><br />However, last week I started work and was forced to emerged from my hedonism-coma. I was shocked to discover that Kitten had become very hungry (joking) and very matted (not joking). </div>
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There really was no possible way for me to deal with it myself. I needed professional help. Kitten has been to the groomers once before. He got his nails cut, his ears cleaned, his teeth brushed and he got a bath and a brushing.<br />
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This, my friends, is the famed Lion Cut. It is not some cruel invention of mine; it is a tried and true haircut for longhair fancy cats, and if Kitten is one thing, it is a longhaired fancy cat.<br />
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I opted for the Lion Cut for three reasons:<br />
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1) Kitten was covered in mats and they would all need to be cut out anyway.<br />
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He had it done on Wednesday and I am not sure how long it will last, but I am hoping it takes a while to grow back. I can now hold Kitten without accidentally inhaling stray hairs and I am guessing I won't need to sweep for loose balls of cat hair on a daily basis anymore.<br />
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It also turns out that underneath all of that fabulous fluff is a disgustingly wrinkled and flabby creature wearing boots.<br />
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Birds are chirping, trees are just starting to grow leaves again, and everyone is in a great mood.<br />
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<u>Side Note</u>: If you have not seen Bambi, I don't want to talk to you. Last week I tried to explain the concept of being "twitterpated" to two different people, neither of whom had seen the movie. Please remove yourself from under the rock that has become your home, and watch, arguably, the best Disney movie of all time.</div>
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For the rest of humanity, I am sure you will agree that this is a pretty accurate description of spring.<br />
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Well, not for Kitten. Kitten has become the spring scrooge.<br />
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Not so long ago, my relationship with Kitten went a little like this:<br />
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Have you ever lived with a Chupacabra lurking somewhere in your home? I have, and it sucks.</div>
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Seriously, Kitten has gone nuts. He spends most of the day hiding behind something, one eye peaking out, just waiting for the right moment to attack. I am not going to pretend that Kitten hasn't always been agressive, but his anger has escalated to a whole new level. His outbursts used to be tied to something obvious, like being brushed or having his nails cut. Now things like going to bed and sitting down send him over the edge.</div>
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Recently, Kitten has undergone a pretty significant life change; he had no bed to live on or under for a week and a half. And by "he", I mean me, but Kitten still fails to grasp the concept of ownership. Though I guess maybe I also fail to grasp the concept of ownership since, technically, it wasn't my bed either. </div>
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In summary, so as not to bore you with the details of my personal life, Ex-Boyfriend finally moved into a place that did not come furnished and repossessed his bed and dresser, leaving my bedroom a barren wasteland of cat-hair-tumbleweeds and bags of clothing. </div>
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This apparently had a much more significant impact on Kitten than I would have anticipated. The removal of furniture from the bedroom somehow transformed Kitten into some kind of feral monster. It was like the bed was his one true link to domestication and without it, he was lost.</div>
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The worst part was that I had to sleep on the couch during this transitory stage and Kitten really did not like that. Every time I would go to lie down for the night, Kitten would full-out attack. Like an <i>I-am-going-to-draw-blood-and-make-you-wish-you-never-owned-me</i> type of attack.<br />
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He has slept on the bed with me very peacefully for the past few nights. I am hoping its presence has reminded him of his domestic roots. Please wish me luck.KittenTheCathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04981764694659517047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412041301913839688.post-7284558499355494602012-03-13T13:57:00.000-04:002012-03-13T13:57:27.793-04:00Were you going to eat that?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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<br />KittenTheCathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04981764694659517047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412041301913839688.post-39049222959969890052012-03-04T13:44:00.001-05:002012-03-04T13:44:28.547-05:00Up Close and PersonalMoment of honesty: I contemplated calling this post "Up Close and Purr-sonal."<br />
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I typed it out, and then gagged a little when I read it back in my head. I may write a blog about my cat, but I still have some dignity. I have boundaries and they don't extend to puns incorporating the word "purr."<br />
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But this post isn't about my body's physical response to "purr" puns. This post is about how, <strike>when I don't have anything better to do</strike> when I have exhausted every other form of procrastination, I like to get all up in Kitten's grill.<br />
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So please enjoy these incredibly close-up shots of Kitten, because he sure didn't.<br />
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<br />KittenTheCathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04981764694659517047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412041301913839688.post-59535242836674701442012-02-12T17:38:00.001-05:002012-02-12T17:38:35.439-05:00My In-Bread Cat, KittenFIRST, let me start by saying that Kitten is doing much better!<br />
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Covering his pills in butter actually worked. He finished all of his medication last week and seems to be in pretty good health.<br />
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Now let me get to what I really want to talk about: Breading.<br />
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Breading cats has become a (relatively) recent internet craze, and being the fan of bandwagons that I am, I thought I should give it a go.<br />
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If you haven't heard of "breading", I would suggest a quick Google search of the term.<br />
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To put it simply (or more aptly, to put it in a way that channels Dr. Seuss): You cut a hole in a bread and then slide said bread on a cats head.<br />
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It was too difficult for me to choose my favourites, so here are all of the pictures I took of my attempt to "bread" Kitten.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Well, I hope you enjoyed that, because I can guarantee that Kitten did not... except for that brief movement, before I forced his flat little face though the bread, when he thought that he might actually get to eat the bread. Oh how wrong he was.</span></div>
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Starting mid-day yesterday and continuing into this morning, Kitten started doing exactly what he was doing before I took him to the vet: he would climb into his litter, not do much, jump out, meow to himself, and generally lie there looking depressed. He would do this on repeat every half hour or so.</div>
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Though it would probably be unfair to say that his behaviour was "faking it," since the vet informed me that he is probably still in a lot of pain from the infection. She suggested an anti-inflammatory along with some pain mediation.</div>
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I wish I hadn't taken him at all, since realistically, the trip and the two new mediations were not necessary. I know I could have turned the new prescriptions down, sucking up the cost of the actual visit only, but (a) I didn't want to look like the worst pet owner alive; and (b) I really do want to help Kitten feel better.</div>
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Yesterday morning I took Kitten for an emergency visit to the vet. </div>
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You might remember from one of my posts this past spring, that Kitten has, from time to time, displayed some rather odd <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/04/quest-for-regularity.html">toilet etiquette</a>. He also has a penchant for using the bathroom sink in lieu of his litter. I had always thought that this was just his way of getting payback for the times I tried to <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/07/potty-training-redux.html">toilet train</a> him. </div>
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A couple of days ago, Kitten was doing his sink thing again. I didn't think much of it until I was heading to bed and stepped in a sizeable puddle. This has never happened before. While Kitten may be a jerk in many ways, he has never straight up peed on the floor. </div>
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I called Ex-Boyfriend (oh, did I forget to mention that?) in a panic. He did some quick research and let me know that it was probably chronic Feline Lower Urinary Tract Disease (FLUTD), which is actually very common in male cats of Kitten's breed. </div>
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Though I was worried, I tried to remind myself that this was simply a chronic condition that is best treated with a change in diet.</div>
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Well, two days later, Kitten was <i>still</i> using the sink. When I woke up yesterday he was in this weird squatty position and was clearly in some discomfort. I went on the internet, did my own "research" and was immediately convinced that Kitten was about to drop dead at any second.</div>
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I called my vet, booked an appointment for half-an-hour later, stuffed Kitten into his carrier, and power-walked right over.</div>
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Once there, Kitten and I had to wait in the room alone for probably ten minutes. </div>
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Kitten did not like this. </div>
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Anytime I take him to this place, bad things happen.</div>
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[In fact, he had actually been there just a few weeks ago for his first grooming. An experience that I will tell you about another day; suffice it to say, Kitten hated it.]</div>
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At first, Kitten kept trying to hurl his pathetic, flailing self off of the table. But after several attempts, he came to rest with his face in the crook of my elbow and stayed there until the vet came in.</div>
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The vet, bless her soul, listened very intently as I wove my story of Kitten's UTI into something probably more akin to a Spanish soap opera than a feline bladder infection. </div>
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She told me that I was actually (somehow) probably right, but that she would need to do a few tests to confim.</div>
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Unfortunately, my hopes of a simple UTI were shattered when she started poking at Kitten's bladder: "Oh, this is much worse than I thought" she said.</div>
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I won't bore (disgust) you with the details, but essentially Kitten had a condition on the severe end of the FLUTD spectrum, where he was literally plugged-up with crystals. He needed to have a few procedures done to clear him out and an x-ray to make sure all of the crystals were gone.</div>
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He is still recovering and because of the recent trauma his litter bladder has gone through, the vet said that he will probably have a few "uh oooh" moments; when he's gotta go, he's gotta go. </div>
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Dogs are easy. You roll it in cheese and they swallow it whole. Cats, are tricky. They investigate everything before they eat it, so sneaking it into their food is next to impossible. The only other option that I am aware of, is this contraption on the right.<br />
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Like I said, FLUTD is very common in cats like Kitten. The only way to prevent it in cats who are susceptible is to put them on a special diet for the rest of their lives. Lucky for me, I am already used to paying inordinate amounts of money for cat food. I have said this before: Kitten eats much better than I do.</div>
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While the change in food won't mean any change for my wallet, it will mean a pretty big change for Kitten, who is used to <b>this:</b></div>
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[** While I am less than thrilled with the price, I have only good things to say about my veterinary clinic, <a href="http://www.petwellnessnetwork.com/downtown-animal-hospital/">Downtown Animal Hospital</a>. I have never been to pet clinic which such welcoming and helpful staff and such a warm atmosphere. The prices may be slightly above average, but in my opinion, it is worth it for the service and care that they provide.]</div>
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Or the time I got Kitten some cat grass in hopes that he would stop trying to eat the <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/05/contacting-kitten-and-cat-grass.html"><i>only </i>plant left</a> in my apartment?</div>
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The plant lives behind my TV and is elevated by a small stool and a pile of old textbooks. The plan is to coax the plant into growing up the wall. But Kitten is thwarting this plan. </div>
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Even though the TV is on an angle, essentially blocking off the corner that the plant is in, Kitten finds ways to jump up on the ledge of the <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/11/in-loving-memory.html">cheap entertainment unit</a> that supports the TV and eat that poor, poor plant.<br />
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Unfortunately, and to my surprise, Kitten actually learned how to open the door to get to the plant. This came as quite a shock since I still stand by the fact that Kitten is <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/10/kitten-has-intellectual-disability.html">intellectually disabled</a>.</div>
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I tried placing my backpack in the space, thinking that he wouldn't figure out how to jump over it and onto the ledge.<br />
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Kitten learned how to open the door and manoeuvre around the backpack.<br />
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I started placing textbooks in front of the door to keep it in place. This seemed to work for a few weeks and I started to think that Kitten had given up on getting to the plant. I eventually removed the textbook and just tried to remember to keep the door closed.<br />
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Then, a few days ago, I was woken up by a large crashing sound. I often sleep wearing earplugs, so this sound was undeniably loud to have woken me up. I assumed the noise was just Kitten being a jerk, but figured I should get up just to confirm it was nothing serious.<br />
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I walked around my dim apartment looking for what had make the sound. After seeing that everything was in it's place, I headed back to bed assuming the noise had come from a neighbours balcony.<br />
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Then I realized something was, in fact, amiss.<br />
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Kitten was not at my feet, nor was he running around in circles squawking, nor was he crashing into things in the Kitchen. If I can rely on Kitten for one thing, it is that he will, without fail, assume that if I am out of bed any time from 6:00am onwards, it must be to feed him.<br />
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It was 7:00am, and Kitten was not in sight.<br />
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I began to call his name. He didn't come. It then occurred to me that I should take my earplugs out. I then heard a faint scuffling sound coming from under the TV. I pulled the kitchen door open, which had been slightly ajar, to find the plant lying on the ground behind the TV along with a pile of books that had once been propping it up.<br />
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I can only assume that Kitten missed the jump to the plant, pulling the plant and books down with him. Kitten himself had some how slithered under the stool at the bottom and was lying there in a pathetic mess of failure and plant dirt. Sadly, this image went un-captured since I was eager to return to my sleep.<br />
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The next day I reinforced the kitchen door with my old Income Tax Act and made sure the statue on the other side was in place.<br />
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Everything was fine until two days later when I came home to find that Kitten had been at it again, this time tracking his evidence everywhere.<br />
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There was plant dirt and debris all over the apartment, yet the Income Tax Act was still in place.<br />
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Though Kitten may have proven that he can open a door, I was unconvinced that he could move the book, open the door, commit his act of mischief and then replace the book.<br />
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No, Kitten must had found a way around the wooden statue and then also figured out how to escape from behind the TV.<br />
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This was the story that I sat down to write. But as soon as I sat down to begin telling you about Kitten's mission of plant destruction, I heard a thud. Kitten had jumped past the statue in my very presence and had become lodged behind the TV.<br />
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I am not sure what to do. I used another book to block the statue side, but feel like this is only a very temporary solution; even if Kitten doesn't figure it out, I should probably actually do my Administrative Law readings sometime...</div>
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But I think Kitten will find another way. After placing the book there, Kitten has just been lying in front of the TV with a melancholy look of dispair on his face. I can't tell, because his eyes are blank and they always seem blank, but I think he is planning his next move.<br />
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I should also note that anytime Kitten does succeed in eating the plant, he vomits shortly after.<br />
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It seems hardly worth it.<br />
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Happy Holidays, whatever your holiday may be!</div>
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Mine is Christmas and this year I thought I would take some more Christmas themed pictures of Kitten, <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2010/12/his-heart-grew-three-sizes-that-day.html"> à la 2009</a> (sorry, this year it is just Kitten in the pictures).<br />
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Kitten did what he always does when you put things on him, he froze, assuming he would not be able to escape anyway. So it was pretty easy to get a lot of pictures in.<br />
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Part way through I moved him to the couch. He stayed in this position the entire time. I am pretty sure I could have moulded him any way I liked, but I was starting to feel a bit bad for him, so I wanted to make it quick.</div>
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After this gem below, I stopped. Kitten clearly hated his life but didn't understand that he could just shake the hat off and run away.<br />
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Anyway, I hope these depressing pictures of Kitten brought a little cheer to your day!<br />
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Happy Holidays!KittenTheCathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04981764694659517047noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412041301913839688.post-34742167136962862282011-12-20T15:55:00.000-05:002012-01-29T18:48:19.109-05:00Freedom!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
I'm back! Exams are done and I could not be happier.</div>
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Kitten stuck by my side, even when I yelled at him for knocking my highlighters on the floor and chewing on my summaries. </div>
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But even Kitten started getting a little impatient with all of my studying...</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">When he realized that I would not hesitate to move him off of the things that I needed, he resorted to giving me the stink-eye while I studied.</span><br />
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After exams ended, I took the first day off to sleep until an excessively late time of the day (for me at least). This did not impress Kitten. Kitten had gotten very used to me waking up early and feeding him before I started studying.<br />
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Kitten tried may things to convince me to get out of bed that morning. First, he lay uncomfortably close to me, so that when I opened my eyes he was approximately two inches away from my face, staring right at me. <br />
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This did shock me a bit, but only enough to convince me to rise to use the washroom. Kitten practically flew to the kitchen when I got up, but when he realized that the kitchen was not my destination, he sulked back to the bedroom.<br />
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Next, he tried meowing halfway between the bedroom and the kitchen. I only find this funny, because not only does he never meow for long periods of time, but because his meow sounds like some sad squawk. He never really got the hang of meowing.<br />
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After this, he headed back into the bedroom to walk around/on my head and shortly after bit my arm. But this was my first morning off and I was not going to break.<br />
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His final attempt was to open the curtains by jumping up on the window ledge and pushing them to the side a bit. This was frustrating.<br />
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I am proud to say, Kitten did not win. I won. I slept in and fed him when I was ready to. It was a proud moment.<br />
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(Please note that Kitten had dry food at all times. Kitten just wanted wet food. My laziness did not lead to any actual deprivation.)<br />
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<br /></div>KittenTheCathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04981764694659517047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412041301913839688.post-27477613090878800142011-12-06T13:58:00.000-05:002012-01-21T16:56:47.216-05:00While I'm Writing My Exam...Okay, so something went wrong and I am having to post this now. But this is what I intended...<br />
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Guess what?<br />
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I am writing my exam RIGHT NOW.<br />
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That's right; I am in a classroom, writing my first exam of the term.<br />
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Now before you jump to the conclusion that I am the worst student ever to live, let me explain: This is a scheduled Kitten Blog, meaning that I wrote this on Sunday night, but had it scheduled to be published smack dab in the middle of my exam.<br />
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I thought I should use such a post to ponder how Kitten might spend his time while I am off spewing out more facts about corporations than anyone should ever really even know.<br />
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This is how I imagine his day is going:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Kitten will probably start off his day by lying on my bed, and rolling around a bit to make sure he gets his fur everywhere.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Next, I imagine he will lie on the back of the couch, and distribute fur all over it too.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">He will probably get bored of soft surfaces, like the bed and the couch, and move to harder ones, like the filing cabinet.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Kitten will then realize that he hasn't eaten in a while, and will go lie by his food bowls in hopes that his mere proximity to them will conjure the glory that is canned food. It won't. It never does.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">After realizing that he can only eat dry food until my return, he will go and investigate the pigeons.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And then go back to the bed to get a bit more fur on it before I get home.</span></td></tr>
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Well let me tell you, Kitten LOVES pumpkin.<br />
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Every time he hears the can-opener, he comes running; not because it might be canned food, but because it might be straight-up, outta-the-can, pumpkin.<br />
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Loves it.KittenTheCathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04981764694659517047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412041301913839688.post-28328208478305380902011-12-03T12:47:00.001-05:002012-01-21T16:58:50.802-05:00Kitten IncIn keeping with my short and sweet posts, here was Kitten's contribution to my scholarly endeavours yesterday:<br />
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Now before you get your panties in a bunch and turn all accusatory-like and tell me that I am in fact wasting my time on this very Kitten blog; hear me out!</div>
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This is a very haphazard, horribly written, disaster of a post that has taken me a total 15 minutes to throw together. For the next two weeks, there will be many Kitten blogs like this, which will be posted to achieved two objectives: (1) To not waste my time posting elaborate Kitten blogs in order to stick to my new strategy; but also (2) to provide some form of exam relief for my fellow friends and classmates that have come to rely on Kitten during this horrible, cruel time of the year.</div>
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I love you all; so here a a few random pictures of Kitten, just being Kitten:</div>
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</div>KittenTheCathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04981764694659517047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412041301913839688.post-87004461471774077652011-11-27T15:28:00.001-05:002012-01-21T16:58:50.912-05:00What is up with Kitten's Whiskers?Have you every noticed how absurd Kitten's whiskers are?<br />
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Here, we have a couple of great specimens. At the top, we have a whisker growing vertically out of the top of Kitten's head, followed by a long and arching whisker, growing almost horizontally out of the top of Kitten's head. At the bottom, we have a grouping of whiskers that have become displaced, seemingly due to their sheer volume.</div>
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Aside from the fact that I have absolutely zero knowledge as to what is happening in this picture, it proves to be a fine example of the scope of Kitten's whiskerage.</div>
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In this one, you are able to view both the length and arch of Kitten's eyebrow whiskers.</div>
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Here, Kitten's whiskers have literally taken over the focus of the picture. </div>
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Do you see what I mean?</div>KittenTheCathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04981764694659517047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1412041301913839688.post-37278087463696099202011-11-27T15:00:00.001-05:002012-01-21T16:58:50.826-05:00Kitten's "New" Home<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Okay, so it isn't exactly a new home. I would say that it is more of a "garbage home", since I found it in the garbage.</div>
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As I am sure you are aware, Kitten absolutely <strike>adores</strike> <strike>loves</strike> reveres <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/02/kitten-bags-boxes.html">bags and boxes</a> (see also: <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/05/lost-found-return-of-bag.html">here</a> and <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/02/boyfriend-buys-pants.html">here</a>). Here is the most recent exemplification of his infatuation:</div>
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But most bags and boxes are so fickle. Bags fall apart or sag so that Kitten cannot get in and boxes are usually temporary fixtures within our apartment, destined to end up in the recycling bin. </div>
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So one day, when I was throwing some garbage down the garbage chute and I saw a perfect Kitten sized box just lying there (people in our building prefer to leave their garbage just outside of the chute as opposed to actually throwing it out), I knew what I had to do. </div>
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I took that garbage box (which by the way was perfectly clean -- it looked like the type of box someone might use to carry their groceries home in) and made it into a Kitten home. At the time, I probably had some intention of painting it to make it look a little less like garbage, but clearly, that did not happen.</div>
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Though being Kitten, sometimes he just can't quite figure it out.</div>
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I know I have been promising this for a while, but I am finally going to tell the final chapter of the Potty Training Saga. </div>
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For those of you who are new to the Kitten Blog, or simply have a poor memory, you can get caught up on the Potty Training Saga: <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/03/potty-training.html">here</a>, then <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/03/paw-problem.html">here</a>, then <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/07/potty-training-redux.html">here</a> and finally the last paragraph from <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/08/kitten-hates-words.html">here</a>.</div>
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Then one day, for no apparent reason, Kitten decided that he would only pee in the litter. I have no idea what happened, but out of the blue, Kitten started doing "number two" in anything porcelain, except the toilet. As soon as Boyfriend or I heard scratching in the tub, we knew what Kitten was up to.</div>
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Boyfriend looked into this online and found out that this is a pretty common problem with cats being toilet trained. For some reason, most cats are okay using the toilet, except for "number twos." </div>
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We weren't ready to give up, so we decided that we would keep toilet training, but provide Kitten with litter for "number twos." We filled a small tray with litter, put a lid on it, and kept it under the sink. Kitten was pretty good at letting up know when he had to go, and we would pull it out for him to use.<br />
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He started pretending to need to go "number two" and would then proceed to pee in the litter box. Next thing we knew, he was refusing to use the toilet at all. And not only was he refusing to use the toilet, he devolved from using porcelain to using the bath mat, which he would kindly flip over when he was done, leaving a pleasant surprise when Boyfriend or I went to shower. </div>
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The whole situation fell apart and Boyfriend and I (once again) conceded defeat.<br />
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At first Kitten was not too impressed. I tried to put him in the pellet litter and he absolutely freaked out. He didn't seem to like the feel of the pellets, so I ended up putting a pretty thick layer of regular litter over the pellets and he now seems okay with it. I think next time I can get rid of the litter completely.<br />
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Since switching to pellet litter, I have only seen a few pellets on the floor. A few pellets a day is pretty exciting for me; a massive improvement from handfuls of litter.<br />
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Ultimately, I am still sad that the potty training failed, but I am happy to have found a better alternative to regular litter.<br />
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And that my friends, is the end of the Potty Training Saga.<br />
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A sad day is upon us.<br /><br />You might remember that a while back Kitten ran into the door of our TV stand, <a href="http://www.kittenthecat.org/2011/03/rip-cheap-entrainment-unit-door.html">breaking it right off</a>.</div>
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In an act of sheer and unintentional strength, Boyfriend literally ripped the second door off. I don't mean that he pulled it off of the hinges, I mean he literally splintered the wood and ripped the door apart. It was not an act of rage; he was just trying to open it. </div>
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He has been working out. It was probably inevitable. </div>
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In loving memory of Right Door, I have put together this montage. For maximum enjoyment, please turn up the volume on your computer.</div>
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