Film noirs have their stock characters: the dangerous double crossing dame with a gat strapped on her thigh and poison in her heart. There is the flawed hero, the male sap seduced into committing felonious misdeeds. There are crooked cops, squealers or weasels and other down and out losers. And there are felines. I’m not talking about the feline like femme fatales, like say Laruen Bacall, but the four legged felines. Like their human counterparts, cats walk those dark mean streets, they’re always on the hunt. They have attitude and they live on the edge.
Stereotypically cats have been called aloof, sneaky, and manipulative. In reality, felines are independent, mischievous and self-aware. They are also smart, loving, affectionate and without trying very hard do some of the oddest, funniest things at the most unexpected times. Nothing against dogs, they are loyal, obedient, loving and always happy to see you; jumping around excitedly whenever you arrive back home. On the other hand, cats may lift their head up as if to say, “Oh it’s you.” That is, unless it is time to eat and you are late coming home. Dogs are anxious to please while cats, well cats play it cool. Want to find the most comfortable chair in the house? Just check where the cat is sitting. Continue reading
Andre, a Siamese mix, is one of my five cats. Just the other day, I found him sleeping under this quilt my wife made. That in itself is not odd. Generally, he is completely under the quilt. On this particular day, I found him sleeping like this. I quickly grabbed my camera and snapped off a few photos.