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April 20, 2007
By: Kevin Drum

FRIDAY CATBLOGGING....Sunny Southern California has turned into gloomy, rainy Southern California, so today we're all stuck indoors. On the left, Domino is playing with her new favorite toy, a Gelson's shopping bag. Usually these toys only last a day or so before they get stale, but she's been entertaining herself with this one for over a week now. On the right, Inkblot the Mighty Hunter is attacking a mysterious predator that's lurking underneath his favorite red blanket. He'll catch it one of these days, just you wait.

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Kevin, did you see this?

http://www.sadlyno.com/archives/5681.html

Posted by: Gore/Edwards 08 on April 20, 2007 at 2:58 PM | PERMALINK

Gore/Edwards: Not until now. But remember the unwritten rule of catblogging: no politics. No serious politics, anyway. This is our one time a week to get away from it all on the blog.

Posted by: Kevin Drum on April 20, 2007 at 3:04 PM | PERMALINK

2 black-haired cats and that rug is spotless. how do you do it, some kind of reverse magnetic force that keeps the fur hovering in the air?

Posted by: paperpusher on April 20, 2007 at 3:04 PM | PERMALINK

We got your sunshine here in NE. You just try and take it back!

Inkblot looks so much like the cat we lost last winter the pictures always catch me off guard. Keep 'em coming, though.

Posted by: thersites on April 20, 2007 at 3:04 PM | PERMALINK

i love action shots ...

Posted by: linda on April 20, 2007 at 3:04 PM | PERMALINK

Paperpusher: Believe me, that rug ain't spotless. The photo just doesn't have the resolution to show the filth.

Posted by: Kevin Drum on April 20, 2007 at 3:05 PM | PERMALINK

I don't usually comment on cat posts, but those are my two favorite cat activities to watch. Thanks.

Posted by: mrgumby2u on April 20, 2007 at 3:05 PM | PERMALINK

[offensive content by a disturbed troll deleted]

Posted by: Rectuma on April 20, 2007 at 3:14 PM | PERMALINK

Rectal tumor sure grew up with a lot of love.

Posted by: cld on April 20, 2007 at 3:19 PM | PERMALINK

The northeast is finally sunny and pleasant! Mwahahahahahaha!

Posted by: Ben Cochran on April 20, 2007 at 3:20 PM | PERMALINK

Hey Kevin, how about some Friday catvlogging some day? I know your feelings on the topic, but surely if there was ever a subject meant for that medium, it's cats!

Posted by: Glenn on April 20, 2007 at 3:22 PM | PERMALINK

Inkblot looks a lot like our George too. George was a victim of the poisoned pet food on Feb. 6th of this year.

Posted by: Needles on April 20, 2007 at 3:22 PM | PERMALINK

Domino demonstrates the concept of: "Cat out of the bag".

Posted by: James on April 20, 2007 at 3:23 PM | PERMALINK

Kev, I read on Wikipedia that what Inkblot is doing is sort of (according to some cat psychologists, I suppose) mimicing kneading the mother's teats. You can look it up on Wikipedia under "kneading."

I'm not a regular reader, and I'm a sometimes-critic, but thanks for your blog- we're all better off for it. Keep it coming.

Posted by: Swan on April 20, 2007 at 3:24 PM | PERMALINK

Thanks for choosing paper over plastic.

Posted by: BTW on April 20, 2007 at 3:37 PM | PERMALINK

no, it's not raining in southern California. the girls are only warning you about it.

Posted by: cleek on April 20, 2007 at 3:42 PM | PERMALINK

Forget the fur - I'm amazed you've kept the carpet white. If your cats throw up as much as mine, your carpet would look like an aerial view of bombed out Beirut. They're very handsome kitties. If you have a dialogue bubble above Dominos head, it would say "Yeah, I'm sitting in a grocery bag, what about it?"

Posted by: Walt on April 20, 2007 at 3:42 PM | PERMALINK

my cat has been enjoying her cat-sized J-Jill bag for a week now. she sleeps in it, lurks in it, chews on the bottom of it. it's adorable.

but, i fear this will encourage my wife to buy more things from J-Jill under the guise of giving the cat something to play with. she clever, that wife of mine.

Posted by: cleek on April 20, 2007 at 3:44 PM | PERMALINK

By the way, the Wikipedia pages on cats (not kneading, just cats) is very good. It's a little erratic and weird, as if it were written by a bunch of, uh, cat fanciers, but it's still very informative.

It's perfectly ok to like cats in my book, just not too much.

Posted by: Swan on April 20, 2007 at 3:50 PM | PERMALINK

Ever see anything on TV about that guy in Scotland who tattooed himself like a cat? Or the lady in NJ who keeps big cats around her estate and had plastic surgery to make her face look more feline?

That's what I'm talking about.

Or even lesser degrees of cat-fancy.

Posted by: Swan on April 20, 2007 at 3:52 PM | PERMALINK

Your black and white one on the left looks just like my black and white cat. the same tuxedo chest pattern. Mine has white paws does yours?
Also loves to climb into things, even the smallest box, she'll try to get in it.
Coolest move: stole a tune sandwich right out of a guests plate and proceded to munch away.
I was so proud.

Posted by: Northern Observer on April 20, 2007 at 3:53 PM | PERMALINK

My kitty kats just love to play with paper sacks, too. Cardboard is a valuable commodity as well. I have a TV box that they play on, in, and around. They LOVE boxes!

Posted by: Becky on April 20, 2007 at 3:56 PM | PERMALINK
Ever see anything on TV about that guy in Scotland who tattooed himself like a cat?

I don't get it. None of the cats I've ever known has had tattoos...

Posted by: cmdicely on April 20, 2007 at 4:01 PM | PERMALINK

Gelson? And here I thought they were Jorgensen's kitties.

Posted by: thethirdPaul on April 20, 2007 at 4:11 PM | PERMALINK

Needles, so sorry about the loss of George. That's got to be really hard to take.

Posted by: Swift Loris on April 20, 2007 at 4:13 PM | PERMALINK

I used to watch "Dog Whisperer" all the time. I wonder if anyone would be brave enough to try a "Cat Whisperer" series. You know, train the kitties to recognize you as their pack leader and obey you, without passing out from loss of blood from all the inevitable scratches.

Posted by: Joshua Norton on April 20, 2007 at 4:17 PM | PERMALINK

'But I don't want to go among mad people,' said Alice. 'Oh, you can't help that,' said the cat. 'They're all mad here.'


[OK Lewis, so I changed one word]

Posted by: Mike on April 20, 2007 at 4:22 PM | PERMALINK

1) We have an indentical bedspread. I guess our wives shop at the same store (or in the same catlogue).

2) So after Christmas you store your wreath on the inside of the door so it will be handy for next year?

Posted by: anandine on April 20, 2007 at 4:33 PM | PERMALINK

Sunny Southern California has turned into gloomy, rainy Southern California,

Dude, speak for yourself. Rainy, yes. Gloomy - no way! Bring it on!

Posted by: craigie on April 20, 2007 at 4:42 PM | PERMALINK

Kev, I read on Wikipedia that what Inkblot is doing is ... mimicing kneading the mother's teats.

Wow! Kevin is posting cat porn! Yay!

Posted by: craigie on April 20, 2007 at 4:43 PM | PERMALINK

I wish I could get my cats to hunt the critters under the blankets!! Instead they go outdoors and come back with big rats. Live ones -- which I have to scoop up with a broom and dustpan and return to the wild.

Posted by: AnnieCat on April 20, 2007 at 4:44 PM | PERMALINK

When I was in college, lo, many years ago, a friend who smoked marijuana would blow smoke into a paper grocery bag, put his cat in it, and close up the bag. After a few times, my friend couldn't get the groceries out of the bag before the cat got in it!

Posted by: stitchwitch8 on April 20, 2007 at 4:51 PM | PERMALINK

Kevin, thanks for loaning Portland some sun for the day.

Now, I must take out the Sluggo for the trools, er slugs, er same difference. One type infests one's garden, the other infests the threads.

Love those boxes from Costco - temp abodes for our kitties.

Posted by: thethirdPaul on April 20, 2007 at 4:56 PM | PERMALINK

I wonder if anyone would be brave enough to try a "Cat Whisperer" series.

Mrs. T and I were talking about exactly the same thing. We've had to evict Shadow from the bed and she's not taking it well, even though I gave her her own bed, right next to ours.

That, and the loss of blood is also a problem.

Posted by: thersites on April 20, 2007 at 5:17 PM | PERMALINK

Does Inkblot think it is predator or prey under the blanket? I guess prey.

Posted by: Brojo on April 20, 2007 at 5:21 PM | PERMALINK

Inkblot looks a lot like our George too. George was a victim of the poisoned pet food on Feb. 6th of this year.

I'm so sorry. It's hard to lose a beloved pet.

We've gotten caught up in the current recall, but our older guy is still hanging on against all odds. The only thing that saved us is that they seem to have somehow sensed there was something weird about the food, because they only took a few bites and then started refusing it. We were told he was in acute renal failure on Sunday night, but here it is Friday and he's still around, though moving more slowly and still not eating. (We give him subcutaneous fluids every night, so we're not panicking just yet.)

Posted by: Mnemosyne on April 20, 2007 at 5:56 PM | PERMALINK

"Smelly Cat, smelly cat,
What are they feeding you?
Smelly Cat, smelly cat
It's not your fault"
- Phoebe Buffay

Posted by: csp on April 20, 2007 at 6:13 PM | PERMALINK

Awww!!! So cute.

there's a difference between kneading and attacking things under blankets. Two different behaviors, one usually happens when you're petting them, one when you wiggle something under the blanket.

My cat is bored easily. So I have to be creative with playing - wiggle the toy in her face, above her, under the covers, tied on a shoe string, tossed over the bed, wiggled between the slats of a furniture, etc. With lots of different toys. (Yeah, my evening/weekend job is free cat entertainer).

Posted by: Librul on April 20, 2007 at 6:16 PM | PERMALINK

Wow! Kevin is posting cat porn! Yay!

I believe that would be "kitty porn"

Posted by: Glenn on April 20, 2007 at 6:19 PM | PERMALINK

Needles, I am so sorry to hear about you losing your fuzzy baby.

I was pretty worried myself when I hear about the poisoned food. Luckily I didn't buy any of the brands that were affected.

Posted by: Dr. Morpheus on April 20, 2007 at 6:30 PM | PERMALINK

so nice to see Inkblot so slim and slender!

Posted by: Michele on April 20, 2007 at 7:00 PM | PERMALINK

Ack! so much cuteness, can hardly stand it.

thanks for bringing back Friday catblogging

Posted by: jame on April 20, 2007 at 7:23 PM | PERMALINK

Librul - sounds like you need Confuse-A-Cat!
http://youtube.com/watch?v=mMCRru6JEo8

Posted by: popomo on April 20, 2007 at 7:31 PM | PERMALINK

(Yeah, my evening/weekend job is free cat entertainer).

Where do you get the free cats?

Posted by: thersites on April 20, 2007 at 7:46 PM | PERMALINK

You can't beat cats for glommy-day entertainment.
I have three very cute cats. My cat also likes to chase imaginary mice under rugs. My large black male cat is the smartest, and the gentlest cat I've ever known.
They were all from a feral pack out behind my wife's work, in a vacant lot. We trapped/spayed/adopted out 9 cats total. We kept three.

Posted by: Mooser on April 20, 2007 at 8:13 PM | PERMALINK

I don't get it. None of the cats I've ever known has had tattoos...

Oh, cm, you've got such a sense of humor. The guy actually tattooed himself with a leopard, lynx or wildcat (can't remember which) pattern, for anyone who's interested. He's been on TV a couple times, so I'm sure a lot of you will have heard of him before. I think he used to be in British special forces or something like that and ended up buying himself a huge private estate on an island, a real fruit. I'm not going to spend the time on the internet to look it up.

there's a difference between kneading and attacking things under blankets. Two different behaviors, one usually happens when you're petting them, one when you wiggle something under the blanket.

Actually, my cat kneads spontaneously, without a stimulus like that. I don't think the Wikipedia article on kneading calls it a response to anything. I think when a cat messes with covers for no reason it's just reminiscing about lying on its mother, which the soft blankets remind it of.

Posted by: Swan on April 20, 2007 at 8:17 PM | PERMALINK

"It's perfectly ok to like cats in my book, just not too much." Swan

Umph, a mere pet owner.

"Coolest move: stole a tuna sandwich right out of a guests plate and proceded to munch away.
I was so proud." Northern Observer

Now that's a REAL cat lover.

And one more thing: Ben, what is this Mwahahahahahaha stuff! Who says Mwahahahahaha any more. It is Bwahahahahahahaha.


:)Just kidding. I do get rather kittenish on Cat Blog Fridays. [insert cuuute little red hart here].

Posted by: Zit on April 20, 2007 at 8:17 PM | PERMALINK

Where do you get the free cats? Posted by: thersites on April 20, 2007 at 7:46 PM


Cracker Jack

Posted by: Sandy on April 20, 2007 at 8:22 PM | PERMALINK

Humaine society has one or two.

Or the logical thing to do would be leave a bit of food on the back porch and after sitting up all night keeping the racoons and possims and mice and squirrels and hobos away, you might get the good fairy cat to come, but only if you are very very good.

Posted by: kd on April 20, 2007 at 8:26 PM | PERMALINK

Look, I didn't really mean to shock anybody by describing kneading (actually what Kevin's cat is doing looks like it could be more of a scratching behavior, like working on a scratching post)- for all you sensitive types and conservatives types who are going to have trouble enjoying your cats now. I wasn't really describing cats fantasizing about kitty incest, or anything like that. It's more like a memory of a sensation, as I take it. It's not any more shocking than if a psychologist said that part of the reason people enjoy cuddling in covers is because on some level it's analogous to being close to our mothers as feeding infants, and the memory of the security and comfort that is associated with the sensatioons of warmth and snuggling stay with us as we grow older.

Posted by: Swan on April 20, 2007 at 8:54 PM | PERMALINK

I saw some lion or cheetah cubs kneading their mother's teats the other night on TV.

Posted by: Brojo on April 20, 2007 at 9:10 PM | PERMALINK

Watch out for those paper bags with handles (especially the rope handles like the ones at Bloomingdales).

If Domino's head goes through on her way out of the cave an evil brown bag monster will chase her around the house at the speed of an adrenalin high cat. Inkblot will run even faster to get away from the hybrid cat/bag monster. It won't stop until you have a bunch of broken mirrors and domino knocks herself senseless or snags the bag on a door handle and clothes lines herself.

On the plus side you'll be able to entertain your friends for years by making your cat's eyes bulge out at the krinkle of paper.

Posted by: B on April 20, 2007 at 9:26 PM | PERMALINK

BTW, that is'nt kneading. Kevin's description is a bit more apt.

Posted by: B on April 20, 2007 at 9:37 PM | PERMALINK

Kevin, I'm sorry to tell you... the amusing antics of your housebound kitties, especially attacks on imaginary enemies under the blanket, are signs they're going nuts.

Posted by: garberpog on April 20, 2007 at 10:08 PM | PERMALINK

When my cat kneads, it alternates between pushing on the blanket with its paws, and pushing on the blankets with its paws while holding a bit of the blanket in its mouth, I think. So part of it looks like what Inkblot is doing.

Actually, my cat kneads spontaneously, without a stimulus like that.

Well, I guess a soft blanket is exactly a stimulus, actually, it's just nota moving-object stimulus.

Posted by: Swan on April 20, 2007 at 11:05 PM | PERMALINK

Inkblot: the Ralph Wiggum of cats.

Posted by: Lux on April 20, 2007 at 11:14 PM | PERMALINK

How I wish i was not allergic to cats. Hubby and I have taken care of a couple within the bounds of our asthma and rhinitis. The paper bag trick is especially amusing for both human and feline.

Posted by: Cal Gal on April 20, 2007 at 11:40 PM | PERMALINK

When my cat kneads, it alternates between pushing on the blanket with its paws, and pushing on the blankets with its paws while holding a bit of the blanket in its mouth, I think. So part of it looks like what Inkblot is doing.

Why is everyone having such a hard time believing Kevin's eyewitness account? I have a hard time beleiving he is mistaking kneading for attacking and assuming his short term memory is intact he might have more to go on than the photo.

My guess is inkblot is simply remembering that sometimes when he pounces on small bulges or wrinkles under the blanket the object jerks back and Kevin or his wife yell ow!

Posted by: taterfrombeyondthegrave on April 21, 2007 at 12:28 AM | PERMALINK

Northern Observer recounts: "Coolest move: stole a tune sandwich right out of a guests plate and proceded to munch away."

A tuna sandwich makes sense. One of my cats made off with an ear of corn from the guest's plate. When we barbecue, they will stand around and beg ... for corn.

Posted by: Zandru on April 21, 2007 at 12:33 AM | PERMALINK

Why is everyone having such a hard time believing Kevin's eyewitness account?

Uh, why would the cat attack the blanket? Maybe Kevin hadn't seen kneading before and didn't know what it was- I know I never saw it until my cat did it and I didn't know what it was until well after the first time I saw it do it.

Posted by: Swan on April 21, 2007 at 12:36 AM | PERMALINK

Uh, why would the cat attack the blanket?

Why is f@##$ing cat sitting in the bag?

Posted by: B on April 21, 2007 at 12:54 AM | PERMALINK

Sleepy Kitties

Posted by: Maldoror on April 21, 2007 at 5:29 AM | PERMALINK

oh boo-hoo it's raining. try living here in Washington, you wuss.

Posted by: merlallen on April 21, 2007 at 6:57 AM | PERMALINK

The dude on the right looks like Roger. Only fat and with 4 legs.
Roger is a scrawny, neutered, old moth eaten looking cat with 3 legs who terrifies the healthy, big, two year old tom cats I have.
He will chase them down the hall and beat the crap out of them if they bother him. That always cracks me up, either one of them could whip his ass if they weren't so scared of him.

Posted by: merlallen on April 21, 2007 at 7:03 AM | PERMALINK

Toughen up pal.

Move to the Northwest and observe how to handle a little rain - we don't let it stop us from doing anything.

Posted by: Roland on April 21, 2007 at 1:10 PM | PERMALINK

We finally have great weather in Washington...and the Nats are on the road. (Sigh.)

Anyway, it's good to see those fantastic felines again.

Posted by: Vincent on April 21, 2007 at 9:32 PM | PERMALINK

I discovered the cat-bag thing accidentally while visiting friends. I'd brought something in a supermarket bag, and the empty bag was next to me by the sofa. The reputedly ultra-shy cat couldn't resist. Tickling the bag to make a few noises and movements made it all the better.

Then there was the Portland, Oregon cat that, I finally realized, wanted to greet everyone who came by its house. After a while, it had trained me to stop and give it time to come down the steps. I don't recall it minding drizzle.

Posted by: Dave Martin on April 21, 2007 at 10:50 PM | PERMALINK

Jeez people, the 'Blot is not needing, but playing a game that my now-deceased partner-cat loved: attacking anything that seemed to be moving under a blanket. It was an obsession.

Next came darting under the sheets/blanket as the bed was being made and stalking anything moving on the top side. Laundry day was her favorite. If I was washing bedding, she would wait on the stripped down bed. I so miss her.

Posted by: Keith G on April 22, 2007 at 2:06 PM | PERMALINK

Kevin, your cats are cute but not as cute as Josh's baby.

Posted by: SqueakyRat on April 22, 2007 at 11:02 PM | PERMALINK




 

 

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