Posted on 12/14/2008 2:11:33 PM PST by pharmamom
He will not stop making biscuits on my belly. I shoo him away; back he comes. I smash him down flat on my lap; he pops back up and starts kneading. He is purring loudly enough to wake the dead, too. Maybe I smell bad or something. Cats are truly inscrutable. Which is probably why Jonah Goldberg doesn’t like them. You always do know where you stand with a dog. The Goldberg household is getting a feline inhabitant; Jonah is going to do a contrast and compare of Cosmo and the cat. Well, I can give him a few points right now:
Dogs are collectivists, with (unsurprisingly) the most important members of the collective getting the best stuff. Cats are individualists and entrepreneurs (Tiger is always out making his own way in the world).
Dogs are always hanging about, wanting to know what you are up to. Cats are libertarians; they don’t care what you do, so long as you don’t interfere with their business.
Dogs are populists; they like everyone and everything. Dogs want to share everything. Cats are particular and discriminating.
Dogs enjoy the welfare state. You have to wash them, feed them, clean up after them, pet them and constantly reassure them that they’re loved. Cats are frontiersmen, pioneers. They find their own food, bury their own poop, bathe themselves and enjoy their own company.
And the last word, and really, the only thing you need to know: Dogs eat cat poop.
My German Shepherd is afraid of chickens - 50 of them, anyway.
Great photo.
I’m betting that pup left it’s mark on you.
They adore my Basset Hound. See, I raise them up from chicks in our attic in a brooder pen. Every morning and evening Rufus comes to “check the chicks” with me, and they actually imprint on him.
When they’re older and out in the coop, he can walk in there and smell each and every one of them and they permit it. They aren’t the least bit afraid of him.
He’s their ‘Mother,’ LOL!
I vehemently disagree with you. I have cats that follow me around and sleep wherever I am at. They’re smart, clean, cover up their own poop and are far smarter than even the smarted dog I’ve had. I never had to change all the door knobs because the dog figured out how to use them.
Dogs are way too needy for my tastes, plus they’ll destroy your house if left home long enough.
I had a cat, years ago, named Long John Silvers (he was the most amazingly big, grey, long furred cat). When I would get home from work at night, he would greet me in the driveway, walk me to the door, just like a dog.
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