Why Evolution is True is a blog written by Jerry Coyne, centered on evolution and biology but also dealing with diverse topics like politics, culture, and cats.
I was going to say you are up early but then realized we are back on GMT so it only seems that way… if you see what I mean! There is an hour less time difference that is.
I love those little, pink cat-toes! The world is a different place when viewed upside-down.
For me the big question concerns the stark differences between adopting an alley-kitten, and a kitten from ‘good’ parentage. The alley-kitten grows-up to be a lovable opportunistic rogue; wary of too much loving attention; a little sneaky is stealing the food of other cats, and quite belligerent in asserting his place among resident fluffy cats. But the kitten ‘from a good home’ is far more acquiescent; quickly learns not to poo behind the sofa; waits in turn by his own cat-bowl, and withdraws his claws when leaping from your arms. Professor Ceiling-Cat is an expert on speciation. Is it speciation or is there some other explanation?
Following-on from another blog, I attempted an experiment to see if Geese had Republican tendencies. I plucked a goose, gave her a gun and bible and was attempting to crate her up to send her to Michele Bachmann’s office to see if goosey would fit right in. But something had irked the goose and she began shooting at me! I emailed the NRA who replied that ‘… the only way to stop a bad goose with a gun is with a good goose with a gun’! Unable to find a good goose with a gun, the experiment is over.
I’m afraid your sample set may be incomplete.
Baihu was a feral kitten born to a feral mother, and was probably already six or seven months old before I met him and invited him in. His favorite mattress is my chest, and my cheek is his favorite pillow. He spends lots of time riding around on my shoulders, and can never get enough belly rubs or full-body massages. I only once had to explain to him the purpose of the litterbox. And, when Tamar was still with us, she was the one reluctant to welcome in the new stranger; Baihu was always deferential to her. (Though, of course, today he does “protect” us from neighborhood ferals who walk past the house.)
Cats most obviously have their own personalities. And, while upbringing definitely has an influence on preferred behaviors, it’s only part of the story.
…I also suspect that Baihu’s mom had a great deal to do with it, too. She raised a good kitten….
Cheers,
b&
Having taken in any number of barn cats, drop-offs, & furtive scroungers over the years, we’ve experienced a gamut of purrsonality types. Sometimes the most difficult to win over end up the most domestic.
Definitely a Cheshire cat…
I was going to say you are up early but then realized we are back on GMT so it only seems that way… if you see what I mean! There is an hour less time difference that is.
I love those little, pink cat-toes! The world is a different place when viewed upside-down.
For me the big question concerns the stark differences between adopting an alley-kitten, and a kitten from ‘good’ parentage. The alley-kitten grows-up to be a lovable opportunistic rogue; wary of too much loving attention; a little sneaky is stealing the food of other cats, and quite belligerent in asserting his place among resident fluffy cats. But the kitten ‘from a good home’ is far more acquiescent; quickly learns not to poo behind the sofa; waits in turn by his own cat-bowl, and withdraws his claws when leaping from your arms. Professor Ceiling-Cat is an expert on speciation. Is it speciation or is there some other explanation?
Following-on from another blog, I attempted an experiment to see if Geese had Republican tendencies. I plucked a goose, gave her a gun and bible and was attempting to crate her up to send her to Michele Bachmann’s office to see if goosey would fit right in. But something had irked the goose and she began shooting at me! I emailed the NRA who replied that ‘… the only way to stop a bad goose with a gun is with a good goose with a gun’! Unable to find a good goose with a gun, the experiment is over.
I’m afraid your sample set may be incomplete.
Baihu was a feral kitten born to a feral mother, and was probably already six or seven months old before I met him and invited him in. His favorite mattress is my chest, and my cheek is his favorite pillow. He spends lots of time riding around on my shoulders, and can never get enough belly rubs or full-body massages. I only once had to explain to him the purpose of the litterbox. And, when Tamar was still with us, she was the one reluctant to welcome in the new stranger; Baihu was always deferential to her. (Though, of course, today he does “protect” us from neighborhood ferals who walk past the house.)
Cats most obviously have their own personalities. And, while upbringing definitely has an influence on preferred behaviors, it’s only part of the story.
…I also suspect that Baihu’s mom had a great deal to do with it, too. She raised a good kitten….
Cheers,
b&
Having taken in any number of barn cats, drop-offs, & furtive scroungers over the years, we’ve experienced a gamut of purrsonality types. Sometimes the most difficult to win over end up the most domestic.
… and the goose?