Cats are always discovering new things. Perhaps it’s because they are not in control of their world, and we humans keep introducing things that, while they may be mundane to us, represent novelty to them. Or perhaps they simply find life more interesting than we do.
Whatever the reason, Cammie has hit upon a new routine. After dark, she may often be found in the bedroom on her old cat-tree, or at the window. It will nearly be time for bed, and I will have just brushed my teeth. The princess has found that after I attend to my oral hygiene, my breath smells intriguing. In truth, it smells slightly mint-like, due to the toothpaste. But it is a new discovery for Cammie.
Upon my entry to the bedroom, she will leap from the cat-tree on to the bed and want to smell me. I breathe in her face - not something I generally do, as I find it impolite and even offensive, but she seems to like it. Two and a half years ago, I wrote an entry for this blog called ‘Onion Loopy’. This described the strange effect the smell of onions has on Cammie. Having inhaled the not unpleasant odour of this vegetable, the princess threw herself on the floor, twisted and turned, rolled and spun. She does the same thing after smelling my breath. Yes, my breath has an effect on Cammie similar to that of onions.
Anyway, now, most evenings, Cammie will hurry up to me and want to smell my breath. I oblige, as it is a small thing, and she appears to enjoy it. And the fact that it reminds her of onions does its bit to keep me humble. Cats really know how to bring a person down to Earth. That, however, is hardly a discovery for me.