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I was reading an article that said when in the mood a cat can count up to 7. My immediate thought was that that made a mockery of the 9 lives theory, given that cats must be in no man’s land after 7 disastrous accidents. I wondered how the writer got to know that cats can count up to 7, so I wrote this.
The old lady with the broomstick she took everywhere never really wanted to live on Planet Earth but she didnāt have much choice but to stay put. She wasnāt a witch or anything like that. She just liked her broomstick and didnāt care for Planet Earth that much. She always said she found having a broomstick therapeutic. Her Earth problems were all about allergies. Hay fever, dust allergies and atopic dermatitis were her adversaries. She didnāt quite know what atopic dermatitis was. It was what her doctor called it and he knew more words than she did. What she did know was that it made her itch most times, although for reasons unknown she never itched when carrying her broomstick. Mostly she slept with the broomstick. When she went down town to do a bit of shopping on rainy days she had to leave it at home because she couldnāt hold an umbrella and the stick at the same time without falling over.
Luckily she never had animal type allergies. Thatās why she kept two cats and always kept the bird feeding station down the bottom of the garden full of seed.
As sheād grown older then older some more she found life was getting boring. Her husband had died years before and she lived alone, apart for the cats. Morpheus and Zeus were the names she gave them. Because she couldnāt always remember Morpheusā name she mainly called him Dreamer. He slept a lot.
It was because of her cats that her world got better then better still. It was on a hot summerās day that she decided she would feed her cats outside. Her back garden was massive but because of her allergies sheād had it concreted over. To make the garden look better sheād planted masses of plastic flowers in tubs all over the place. It confused the bees but no harm was done.
Somehow, given that she was carrying her broomstick with her, she took with her a bowl each of gourmet cat food chicken cubes in sauce for both Dreamer and Zeus. The thing was that one bowl had five cubes, the other had seven. Zeus got the short end of the stick. He didnāt look that happy. She noticed that Zeus had nodded his head five times before popping over to Dreamer, where he nodded seven times. When heād finished nodding he looked up at the old lady and shook his head in disappointment. It was a that point sheād discovered that cats can count.
Ever since that day she never got bored again. Once sheād taught her cats to play counting games she never looked back. The cats were pretty happy themselves. They had known for some time that dogs canāt count, even though wolves could.
Every day, sometimes all day, youād find her playing Snakes and Ladders and Ludo with the cats.
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Your story made me smile š
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Thanks, Chris. In this lockdown, a smile is the best thing ~ George
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Great story. They play guitar beautifully too.
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Thanks, Shey. I did have the terrible thought that the guitar strings might be made of catgut. I hope I got it wrong ~ George
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Personally? My hopes rest on the fact you got that right….
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A very interesting story, intelligently written. Kept me engrossed.
Great music too, George.
A great post done with so much finesse.
Yasmin.
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Thanks, Yasmin. Isn’t it strange that cats can count, when dogs can’t. I understand dogs do everything by smell. I wish animals could speak ~ George
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You are welcome, George.
It definitely is strange . I actually did not know that but thanks to you , I am wiser .
Oh ! I wish that too. I guess, then, I would only be speaking to animals , I am sure animals are better off not speaking to the likes of humans.
If animals spoke, they would be making music with you too.
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Cool cats! Love the story. š
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Thank you ~ George
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Cute story and witty. The thought of a garden filled with plastic flowers made me laugh, confusing the bees. Take care. šŗ
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Thanks. My late grandmother, believe it or not had a load of plastic flowers in her garden that the sun bleached the lot of them and they looked rubbish. Asking her why she had them she told me she hated gardening. Thinking back about that garden I think she must have liked the weeds the plastic flowers in their plastic pots lived on. An odd woman ~ George
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Some people the old they get the more eccentric they get. š ~ Elle
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I love this so much. You just made my morning a LOT brighter.
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Thank you. I’m glad it brightened your morning ~ George
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Delightful story, and so unpredictable. š
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Thank you ~ George
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Very welcome George.
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If you look at medieval paintings, you notice that medieval cats did a lot of things. Some were hard working professionals, some played musical instruments, some were religious. Today’s cat does nothing except being cute. At least some can count š
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Cats! Gotta love them. Thanks for giving me a smile this evening.
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Thank you, Anne. Glad you smiled ~ George
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Loved this story
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LOL! Great story. I have my own Flerken and he can tell time.
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What happens after 7am?
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No one in this house has seen 7a in years. He knows treats come at noon & 6p. He also knows that dinner is at 8p. Kibbles come at 2a. If we aren’t fast enough, he will lay pitifully on the kitchen floor and stare at his bowl…and pretend he is dying and can’t move. He’s quite the actor.
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Sounds like you have a very intelligent cat there ~ George
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Fabulous blog
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Thanks for that ~ George
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Cats! Cats! Cats! Great story. Great post.
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great story..now if you could come train my cats!
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Thank you, Cindy. I’ve only ever had dogs, although I do like cats a lot. Maybe I could play them my guitar. Thanks again ~ George
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You’re so welocme. They’re pretty entertaining. Sounds good to me George! ā¤ļøš¤
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Love this š
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Thank you ~ George
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HaHaHa! Brilliant. Thanks for the smile.
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Thanks. There’s nothing quite like a cat who can count ~ George
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Hilarious. Loved it! When I read the Morpheous part, I was reminded of the Morpheous building (City of Dreams) in Macau – the last travel I had before Covid hit and turned our lives upside down. Got me nostalgic. For a bit.
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Thank you, Marisse. Don’t talk about travelling. I am gagging to get over to Europe again. Maybe creativity will return if I can do that one thing. Thanks again ~ George
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