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Nov. 14th, 2007 10:57 amApparently, you can train cats. And it takes a while to un-train them.
Heckle was a devoted lap kitty and my lap, from waist to knees, was his exclusive territory. For the better part of two decades, I couldn't sit down without a cat appearing in my lap. Someone else could have the whole outside, or the sunny window sills, or the top of the cat tree -- as long as he had Mama's lap, he was happy. When the kittens joined us, 2-3 years ago, he was very firm in enforcing his territory. They could lay on my legs in the recliner, or on my tummy, or on the side, on the arm of the recliner, but anyone who intruded on the sacred lap got whacked on the nose or nipped on the ear. As he got older, I helped in the enforcement.
Now that he is gone, I could use a kitty in my lap to cuddle, but the kittens weren't having any part of it. On my legs, on the chair next to me, but no-body dared encroach on the lap, even when I put them there. But yesterday, Kaylee curled up in my lap and last night she slept on my pillow next to me. I still miss him just as much, but it is nice to have Kaylee filling in to provide some comfort.
BTW, here is a picture of all three in my lap: Kaylee in front, Heckle with his head turned away, and Malcolm by my feet. Also, here is a picture of Heckle himself, a little fed up with this whole flash business. (I don't know how to embed pictures and these are kinda large anyway.)
Heckle was a devoted lap kitty and my lap, from waist to knees, was his exclusive territory. For the better part of two decades, I couldn't sit down without a cat appearing in my lap. Someone else could have the whole outside, or the sunny window sills, or the top of the cat tree -- as long as he had Mama's lap, he was happy. When the kittens joined us, 2-3 years ago, he was very firm in enforcing his territory. They could lay on my legs in the recliner, or on my tummy, or on the side, on the arm of the recliner, but anyone who intruded on the sacred lap got whacked on the nose or nipped on the ear. As he got older, I helped in the enforcement.
Now that he is gone, I could use a kitty in my lap to cuddle, but the kittens weren't having any part of it. On my legs, on the chair next to me, but no-body dared encroach on the lap, even when I put them there. But yesterday, Kaylee curled up in my lap and last night she slept on my pillow next to me. I still miss him just as much, but it is nice to have Kaylee filling in to provide some comfort.
BTW, here is a picture of all three in my lap: Kaylee in front, Heckle with his head turned away, and Malcolm by my feet. Also, here is a picture of Heckle himself, a little fed up with this whole flash business. (I don't know how to embed pictures and these are kinda large anyway.)
