Saturday, 14 March 2015

Train of Thought (Part Two)

In the crushing grip of a touch of writers block, I decided to look for a little inspiration in older posts and stumbled upon Train of Thought where I tried an experiment just allowing my thoughts to steer me in a certain direction and eventually see which song popped into my head.

I thought I would have another go.

In this particular case, I didn’t have to wait long before an external event interrupted me - in the form of one of my cats.

I have just fed them and hoped for a nice quiet brain storming session. You would have thought that the three of them would respect my wishes. I know – it’s stupid really expecting them to behave themselves.  Besides, they are all higher in the pecking order than I am so I have to bow to their every whim. Telling them what to do just doesn’t work.

All three of the cats have different personality traits, which are highlighted when it’s time for dinner.

Jasper, the boss of the entire house, is a fat monster who is so demanding when he’s hungry that he actually resorts to physical abuse. He miaows repeatedly until he gets attention and then he tries to lead me into the kitchen. If I don’t respond, he sits as close as he can and then gently puts his paw on the nearest part of my body. If that fails, the claws come out and he gently demonstrates how sharp they are, without actually drawing blood. Finally, he uses his teeth and actually takes a nip.

One time, when I allowed them into the bedroom (they are all banned now and that’s a completely different story), I woke up to find him sitting on my pillow and chewing my hair.

Normally I can make him move by using the word Dinner. I’m sure he thinks his name is Dinner.

Suffice it to say, the monster scoffs his dinner faster than I can put it in his dish.

Poppy is a coward who lives upstairs and refuses to come down – this is mainly due to Liquorice, our hellcat. Poppy wails with a high pitched squeak if she’s hungry but, rather than eating proper cat food, she craves cat treats instead. In order to make her eat her food, I pop a treat into the meat.

Liquorice is a hellcat who hates to be left alone. She follows me everywhere – I am her favourite human (I don’t know why) and she often sits next to me, demanding attention but ready to eat my entire hand if I touch her in the wrong place. She is the easiest to feed because she loves cat biscuits, which means that we leave her a permanent dishful on the shelf, allowing her to leap up when she wants to have her fill. She is the most agile of all the cats in my house.

Jasper is a greedy monster and after he has eaten, he will wander around the house looking for Poppy’s leftovers. He can’t get to Liquorice’s food because he can’t jump that high any more.

What’s this got to do with my train of thought?

Jasper has just interrupted me by walking in from the kitchen having gorged himself on food and started bellowing at me.

He’s been doing this for a couple of years now. He usually walks into the back room with his head held high and starts howling – a sort of cross between a miaow and a growl.

Mrs PM calls it his “assembly call”, probably because he’s warning the other cats that he is about to invade their territory and claim what’s left of their food.

I disagree; I think he does it to say:

“Let it be known that I am the king of this house and you are all my minions”.

He has started to make the same noise when I walk past him or if he wants something, like a tickle under the chin, or his ear to be scratched.

And, of course, being a sucker, I oblige him.

All of this means that I am at the command of my feline master – and his minions too – because the two female subordinates also miaow at me to order me around. Liquorice is slightly less patient and I have to be careful not to incur her violent wrath.

Following on from this train of thought, the song that has popped into my head is kind of predictable.

I am a cat person; I have three black cats and if you combined them all into one, you would have a hungry mini black panther, potentially vicious enough to rip off your arm.

If you’ve seen the movie Cat People you’ll know exactly what I am talking about.

I give you the legendary David Bowie with the theme from Cat People, starring all three of my cats (combined and blown up to look a little larger of course). In fact they also appear in the video below.


Elephant's Child said...

Painfully familiar.
Does your hellcat purr as she rends your delicate flesh? Jazz does.
One of his (no my) favourite tricks is to stretch up from the ground and hook his claws into my butt. Then he takes his back legs off the ground...

River said...

Interesting that Jasper responds to "dinner". Angel does too, depending on how hungry he is, he either looks right at me when I say it or leaps off the table and runs to the kitchen. In the early morning, he gets up on my bed and lies next to the pillow with one paw on my arm or shoulder. If I pat him and he purrs all is good. If I pat him and he nips my hand I'd better get up and feed him.
I didn't like the song much, not my sort of thing.

Pandora Behr said...

I haven't heard that song in ages - Thanks PM. Pand

Plastic Mancunian said...

Hi EC,

Yes - Liquorice also looks at me as if her spontaneous act of violence is MY fault?

"You brought that on yourself, you great dumb ape!"

Sounds like Jazz just uses you as a plaything - just like Liquorice.




Plastic Mancunian said...

Hi River,

I think most cats in the world thing that their name is food related.

And their nips are a warning: "Feed me or I will eat you!"




Plastic Mancunian said...

Hi Pand,

Neither had I.

I'd forgotten how much I like it.




H2B said...

I cannot understand you cat people...

Plastic Mancunian said...

Hi H2B,

Sometimes, neither can I.




Jackie K said...

Oh wow that is one of my favourite songs! Even at the time it came out it wasn't that big but I always loved it. Liked the movie too though it's pretty naff now.
reading all this makes me glad I just have one black cat.

Plastic Mancunian said...

Hi Jackie,

Yes - I like it too. I actually went to the cinema to see the movie - and I've never seen it since.




Mrs PM said...

Just to clear something up, Jasper is not a "fat monster" he is big-boned, Poppy is not a "coward" she is emotionally-challenged. But you are right. Liquorice is a hellcat.

Plastic Mancunian said...

Hello dearest,

"Big boned" and "emotionally challenged"?

Heh heh!

At least we agree on the hellcat.