Monday, April 13, 2009

What Do People Do When They Go Away

Did any of you other cats have this happen?

My humans all left around mid-day. Didn't get back until it was time to eat. (At least they did that. Some of my training has taken, at least.) But when they returned they had all kinds of strange smells about them. It took a bit for me to place the one, but at last I figured it out: dog.

Son virtually reeked of the smell. Spouse wasn't much better. At least with Bevie it was only hands. But there were other smells, too. Food smells. Not sure what the food was. Don't recall it ever being in my house.

Wonder where they went. Couldn't have been too great for Bevie seemed awful happy to be home.

Even so. Once again I had to punish them. Ignored them all night.

Humans. They never seem to learn, do they?


Bevie said...

I believe the smell you're trying place, Firestar, is ham. And you're right: it's never been in your house before. (And won't be if I have anything to say about it.)

It wasn't so bad, where we went. No cats, though. Just two dogs. One old and nearly blind, and one young and seeking attention.

And before you get too high-on-your-paws, you should be thanking me that I didn't turn the camera on you when you sat beside me and tried to take in every new smell.

Firestar said...

Not "high-on-my-paws". Just wondered where you went.

Rufus said...

You really aren't being firm enough with them, Firestar. You need to let them know that your needs come first and that they are meant to be around to attend to your every whim day and night.

Have you tried scratching the furniture while they're out, or tipping over your water bowl or using the living room floor instead of your litter tray? Really, the ways to teach them are endless.

fairyhedgehog said...

Firestar really makes you feel it when you leave him, doesn't he?

Bevie said...

He does. But he forgives. He's been down this morning to greet me. Don't know where he is now. Probably up on the bed.

Lisa said...

Firestar ignoring them wasn't the best approach as you allowed the alien scents to work their way in your home. What you needed to do is rub all over them to wipe them clean then trying peeing on their belongs - that would have sorted them out.

Bevie said...

He did do that. And today, when Spouse and Son walked to the store, he cried (loudly) until they came back. The only way I could placate him was to hold him.

Then, after they were back, he forgot they were gone and cried again.

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