Cats love their routines (right up
to the moment they change them). Tucker is no exception. The roly poly lies
mainly on a chair at the dining table. While he uses the other two chairs, he
prefers the middle one, farthest from the wall. This is convenient for watching
me eat and begging food from me.
Raleigh, for his part, is becoming
ever more confident (though he still scurries from me in sudden fear now and
then). He has spent a short part of the night on the bed, with me and three
other cats, twice now, and sleeps there at other times of the day. He has also
slumbered on a dining table chair more frequently than used to be the case.
One evening last week, when Tucker
occupied one of the other chairs, Raleigh jumped up on the middle chair. My
sausage-cat doesn’t care for Peachy’s proximity but is slowly adapting himself
to the inevitable. He evinced no anxiety over Raleigh sleeping in ‘his’ chair.
No anxiety until he observed that I was about to sit at the table with some tea
and a snack, that is.
Tucker needed his usual chair to sit
in and lean close to me, both to make it clear that he wanted some of my snack
(whatever it was; it didn’t matter) and to be close enough for the quick grab
if something were offered. But Peachy, with his growing confidence, wasn’t
about to move, even when I walked close by. Tucker became upset. Human food was
in the offing, and his place in the proper chair had been usurped.
He wandered about the table, he
jumped up on the two vacant chairs, he jumped down, he cried in increasing
panic; he even leaped onto the table itself. Sitting in the only available
chair after I claimed one would have been no good: it would have been as far
away from me (and my food) as one could get at the table.
The world is a precarious balance
for cats. Everything must be just so. If it’s not the way it should be, tempers
rise, stress builds and all life is threatened. In some ways, cats and people
are identical… Fortunately, with my human reasoning skills, my genius for
compromise and accommodation, my desire to do the best for all concerned, I was
able to arrive at a solution. I took my refreshments and sat on the couch in
the sitting room.
Well of course you did John. :) Whatever it takes to keep the cats happy, right?
ReplyDeleteYour solution made me laugh out loud. :-D
ReplyDeletePoor Tucker! It fascinates me how all cats are such sticklers for routine. They have a sense of proper etiquette which rivals anything seen at the court of Louis XIV.
ReplyDeleteThat is funny :)
ReplyDeleteOh yea, moving someone or anyone isn't an option!
ReplyDeleteI love the way you handled the situation. Have you ever thought of becoming a diplomat??
ReplyDeleteI think anyone who has multiple cats would qualify...
DeleteDiplomat, psychologist, Prime Minister, concierge, cook, janitor, court jester...
DeleteIn all offices, appointed for life...
DeleteOf course you did, there was no other solution! Raleigh slept through all of Tucker's anxiety.
ReplyDeleteI noticed Peach's undisturbed state, too. He's getting better and better.
DeleteYou should look at my face right now!!! HUGE face- filling grin. Been there...have done that back when there was another queen here. And to this day, as well as the rest of the CB. You are right. And we so-called owners move to accommodate the real rulers of the Household. Undine above here, is right. Enjoyed that true comment she made.
ReplyDeleteHaHa! The first thing that came to mind
ReplyDeletewas 'Musical Chairs'..are you playing
any music in the background John..and
switching it off and on..! :).
You did the right thing in the end,
though l suspect you were followed...!
Everyday with a pussy~cat is different..
And the number you have..1.2.3.4..HeHe!
I forget now..! Bless!x
Poor Tucker! He must have been so frustrated. Good of you to leave the room so he could be close to you! The things we do for our furbabies.
ReplyDeleteStill smiling!
ReplyDeleteThere is little to doubt that cats have their mind set on a way to do things and that is that. Even a single cat household like mine, Precious has her mind and ways set and does not like it different. Unless of course, she is the one changing up a bit.
ReplyDeleteThere is a book called, "Who Moved My Cheese?", about how we get into ruts, then our world falls apart when something makes us get out of the rut! Tucker, like all of our cats, likes his rut very much, thank you, and doesn't want any of his cheese moved either!
ReplyDeleteThat is such a good intervention and it most likely worked well. We try and keep things stable here but there are always those who cause an uproar by their unpredictable behaviors Hee Hee
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