In a houseful of female cats, a lone, male Husky named Tool resides in relative peace. Most of the time. Tool was raised with his feline sister Boo. She is a beautiful Snowshoe Siamese. They can often be found early in the mornings snuggled together on the living room couch or the rug in front of the TV. Once in a while, they wrestle around and play a little chase. Not often, mind you, because Boo is older and chunky and has arthritis.
Problems arise when the other four cats in the house feel threatened by poor Tool. He only wants to play with them, but they don't quite understand because Vader, Bear, Bluebell, and Gray weren't raised with dogs. Hissing and spitting occur when Tool comes too close and corners one or the other of the cats.
Jealousy is a major factor in the house. Bear, Bluebell, and Gray love to snuggle with me when I'm in the recliner. Tool has been slapped enough to know their claws hurt. Thank goodness, that Tool hasn't been scratched badly enough to cause major damage. His feelings get wounded often, though. When one of my feline friends tries to sit with me, at times Tool rushes over to get petted as well. This causes tension, from me, because I've been clawed enough to know how sharp those claws are. I don't want Tool to get hurt, but I also don't want more wounds on my body either.
He has his own bouts of possessiveness where his squeaky toys are concerned. Tool plays with them around the house but most often they are in the living room floor. As long as he's not paying attention, there isn't a problem. Yet, sometimes one of the cats will walk across the floor go to their food, water, or litter box and get just too close to one of his toys. A commotion ensues, and there is barking and hissing.
Tool is a great watchdog. Usually, he goes to sleep with his human father, but he is away for a few days. Tool has decided his job is to stay with me in the living room, since I stay up late, until I go to bed. Then, he takes up residence in the hallway outside of all bedrooms. His human mother tried to get him to stay in the room with her, but he lays down for about 10 minutes then jumps down and insists he be let out of the room. He's a lovable dog and friendly, but I'd hate to see what he might do to someone trying to harm one of us. We're part of his pack, and he's the alpha dog. Criminals beware.
Cats are sneaky...that's a fact. Part of it is their ability to walk around without making a sound. Another part of a cat's sneakiness is that cats love to play Hide-and-Go-Seek. Bear and Bluebell play this game pretty much every day but their version integrates Hide-and-Go-Seek with Chase.
One or the other of them will tuck away in a nook and wait. Then the other one will walk by and get "attacked." The the chase ensues. When their game is in full progress, it's better to hide yourself away in some corner and hope the trail they're taking through the living/kitchen areas won't end up including your area.
The path Bear and Bluebell take includes the couch and love seat in the living room careening off the north wall then through the dining room to the kitchen all the way down the hall to the main bathroom. Once there the two cats will pause for a moment then shoot out of the door and back down the south hallway into the living room again.
Their game lasts between five and ten minutes. After that, both cats find a soft, warm place to sleep and rest a while. Watching them is a hoot.
Years ago, we had a calico cat named Tinkerbell. In the living room, we had a piano and the keys were often left uncovered. One day I was home alone and heard the piano being played, one note at a time. I don't believe in ghosts, except for the Holy Ghost, and didn't believe anything supernatural was going on in our living room. I did want to see who was playing our piano.
I eased to where I could peek into the room and found Tinkerbell marching from the bass notes to the upper treble ones. She noticed me and jumped off, running into the family room. What was funny to me was that I had seen that same cat sneak across those same uncovered keys a number of times before without making a sound. Over Tinkerbell's remaining years, we heard her playing her music many times.
The piano has long since gone to our oldest niece's home because our father wanted her to have it. So our current five cats haven't had the chance to develop any latent musical talent. Such a shame. They simply have to make-do with inventing games.
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