Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Ok, Now I'm Just Braggin'

'Cuz they're just so freakin' cute.

8 comments:

Charlotte said...

Our little girls are growing up so fast! Soon they'll be sitting around talking about boys (except when you enter the room; then they'll change the subject) and asking to borrow the car. Whatever you do, don't drive them to the mall and give them a credit card.

Anonymous said...

Yep, "freakin' cute" pretty much covers it!

And they are getting big, aren't they. (sigh) They grow up so quickly....

Greybishop said...

Charlotte -
I guess I forgot to post it!
Turns out that Rook is a BOY!
He's so furry I couldn't be certain, but a couple of days ago, I woke up to find him grooming on my pillow.

Good morning Wee Willy Winky!

I've probably scarred him for life by calling him my pretty girl for two months.

Charlotte said...

I missed the news. Oh well, no wonder he pampers his sister. Just getting used things.

I'm sure he's not too scarred by you calling him a pretty girl. After all, he really doesn't understand English (or any human language, in fact).

Greybishop said...

I don't know, Charlotte.

They both know what "treats" means.

They also know (and totally ignore) "NO!"

I'm still doing my best to stop calling him a "Pretty girl". No reason to emasculate the poor guy any longer.

Charlotte said...

They learn to associate certain words (or technically 'sounds') and tone of voice with positive or negative reinforcement. That makes it looks like they understand words. Dogs learn more because they are more eager to please than cats are, but neither one understands human language any more than we understand dog and cat language.

Of course, I still talk to my dog all the time. I even ask him questions. Once I read him a 90,000+ word novel.

At least there's someone in my life who doesn't argue with me.

Greybishop said...

Which explains why my cats are so confused. "Bad kitty" can often be in a sweet or sour tone within seconds of each other.

I need a Human/Cat dictionary.

LOSTbean said...

oh, i don't know...i am quite sure my cats totally understand EVERY stinkin' word i say...in fact, i bet they talk in english when i am not home. but, true to cat form, they control the show and choose to "hear" whatever words they want to hear. my role? keep talking to them so my neighbors think i am crazy. oh, and scoop the box. and feed them. and clean up the landmines and PAD's.

rook-dude. chill. you're looking quite stressed out there, little buddy! take a kitty prozac (this drug actually exists, b.t.w. had dakota on it for awhile. made no difference, but if any of the rest of you need something to relax your fluffer duffers, ask your friendly pharmacist for some elavil).