Diagnosis: Batshit

[muckefuck]

At this point, you've all heard me burble on about the behaviour that sold us on this cat: We watched him dip his paw into a water dish and then lick it dry. Tonight he was doing the same thing again, but it was charming than simply bizarre, for two reasons:

1. The dish was completely empty.
2. It wasn't even a dish, it was a basket.

A basket where we keep onions, incidentally, so nothing which could even contain a trace of a scent that would be appealing to a cat.

Soon after, I saw him leaping around the kitchen trying to catch something invisible. But later I saw a fly above the counter, so the jury's still out on that one.

Comments

[mollpeartree.livejournal.com]

Feline vigilance against the boogens is never appreciated by humans.

I UNDERSTAND PERFECTLY

[darkphuque.livejournal.com]

FNW-the-Cat does weird things here all the time. She never ceases to amaze me.

[donncha22.livejournal.com]

Shíl an cat go raibh an chuileog sa chiseán, agus is rí-dhócha go raibh an ceart aici!

Maidir leis na cait... you know Pangur Bán, of course. On the Old Irish list we've just been looking at the personal notes left by scribe of the Leabhar Breac (ca. 1410) in the margins of that MS. In one series he writes about his companion (boyfriend?) Domhnall, their kitten, and the robin, including a stanza on raising a kitten up to a cat and then having it rove away. As a cat owner, a Gaeilgeoir, a buachaill bán, and a book wrangler, you might want have a look.