ancientgirl
March 4th, 2008, 11:13 AM
I know we've had threads like this, but I always find myself with new things to discover about my little ones and what I love about having them around.
Yesterday Vlad got past me and out the door. I panicked, and dropped everything in the hallway and went outside. He didn't run, he just walked to the neighbors door, sniffed it and looked down the hall. I said, "Vlad, come on papi," and he turned and walked right back into the apartment. WHEW! After I shut the door I praised him for listening to me and how he just had a little adventure.
So many times I hear people saying that cats do what they want, they don't listen to their owners, they have no feelings blah blah blah.
When I tell any one of mine not to do something, they know I mean business and they listen to me. I was immensely happy when Vlad calmly turned around and walked back and through the door.
I love that they respect me and I know they love me.
There is always at least one or two following me around where ever I go. Oksana, for being the loner she is, is my shadow. And if she's not in the bathroom keeping me company while I shower, it's Vlad.
I love feeling Maks and Kiska settling in right next to my legs at night, and I love the feeling if any one of them walking on me in the morning.
I love knowing they trust me emphatically. They are at their most vulnerable asleep, yet they all sleep with me in my bed, and now and then one sits on my lap and falls asleep there.
People say, animals don't have feelings, they don't have souls.
I don't believe that and never will, especially when I look into my babies eyes.:lovestruck::cloud9:
Yesterday Vlad got past me and out the door. I panicked, and dropped everything in the hallway and went outside. He didn't run, he just walked to the neighbors door, sniffed it and looked down the hall. I said, "Vlad, come on papi," and he turned and walked right back into the apartment. WHEW! After I shut the door I praised him for listening to me and how he just had a little adventure.
So many times I hear people saying that cats do what they want, they don't listen to their owners, they have no feelings blah blah blah.
When I tell any one of mine not to do something, they know I mean business and they listen to me. I was immensely happy when Vlad calmly turned around and walked back and through the door.
I love that they respect me and I know they love me.
There is always at least one or two following me around where ever I go. Oksana, for being the loner she is, is my shadow. And if she's not in the bathroom keeping me company while I shower, it's Vlad.
I love feeling Maks and Kiska settling in right next to my legs at night, and I love the feeling if any one of them walking on me in the morning.
I love knowing they trust me emphatically. They are at their most vulnerable asleep, yet they all sleep with me in my bed, and now and then one sits on my lap and falls asleep there.
People say, animals don't have feelings, they don't have souls.
I don't believe that and never will, especially when I look into my babies eyes.:lovestruck::cloud9: