Yes, but I was being a bit glib, in the context of American national insanity. There is so much else evil crap going on, which is equally fatal to rabies…caribbean boat bombings, withdrawal of food aid from starving people, ICE kidnappings to foreign violent prisons, even the “advice” your own CDC is giving now. Rabies seems fun and light…
Rabies seems kinda tame compared to everything else we’re being swamped with. We probably ALL missed hearing about it.
The ginger is Sunny, and he is an old man adopted from the RSPCA, months after his first hooman died, and my own 12 year old ginger passed from pancreatic cancer. I call him Fluff Butt, Floofus and Furbag, but at 4 am in the morning, he thinks his name is “Fucking shut up, cat!”. It has taken 2 years since I adopted him, for him to make eye contact or to even purr, but I’m pretty sure he loves me now! He never misses pat and brush time. I think his previous hooman was a woman, and I’m male, so it was a big change along with the grieving. I love him!
The voidie is Zebby and he belongs to a neighbour, but has bonded to Sunny and myself and eats, plays, sleeps at our place. If he’s not harrassing Sunny, he is glued to my ankle, or asleep in my lap. I call him shithead, meatball, stinky cat and other such endearments, but he is the most loving cat I’ve ever known. When he spots me outside, even if he is with his actual owner, or the girls up the road who fawn over him, he will instantly RUN to me, and as he gets closer, his tail goes from horizontal to vertical, and as he arrives he jumps so his head contacts my hand, because he simply can’t wait for me to bend and pat him. At such times, I call him Dancer or Prancer because he looks like he’s dancing around me. I think it breaks his owners heart but she is very gracious about it, even offering to bring food for him so I am not out of pocket. I have great neighbours, both feline and human.
Edit: I just recently found out that Sunny visits Zebby’s owner every day for pats, so the circle is complete :)
When my cat does this, he’s trying to get my attention. If I stand up, he will lead me where he wants me to be. Usually, he takes me to his food bowl, or to the special spot we have for brushes and pats. Sometimes though, he wants me to look outside, because his nemesis, the white cat from up the road, is visible, and sometimes he wants me to open the door for his pal, the black cat from across the road. There can be quite some depth to cat communication, but as with humans, it starts with paying attention. Your cat is a cutie.
If they DO evict you, now you’ve got a problem finding new accommodation with TWO cats. Seriously OP, you are lucky to find a landlord that allows a pet, at all. Why risk having TWO pets unhoused alongside yourself?? Ask the landlord, ffs.
Furniture is just a depreciating material possession. Love is priceless…
Also, get ceramic bowls and keep them clean. Plastic and metal ones are associated with cat acne…
I can’t believe that there are cat owners who don’t know this.
Found the unempathic, non cat owner…
My adopted orange gets himself into a similar pickle. Turns out the poor little baby has arthritis. And maybe more. Still awaiting all his blood test results… Make him a ramp, or something. My cat trees have all sorts of added boards connecting to book cases and built in cupboards, and limit how high he has to jump It’s not pretty, but I don’t care. It widens his world and gives him places to retreat to in peace.
Good call. I apologize if it seems I trivialized it. The fact that we so many have more things to worry about as time goes on, is a shitty reflection of our governments failing us.