Two of our three pets, and half of the world’s squirrels that live near us seem to be playing the same game lately, the game is called:
“But I haven’t been…”
the larger of our two cats MiMi’s sister, began this a few weeks ago by yelling at me as I was on my way into the bathroom to shower – at – 5:00 am. There are, you know, things to do, but “meewroooollllll”
“I haven’t been brushed.”
“Really, mom usually brushes you when she gets up.”
“She didn’t brush me today.”
Brush – brush – brush
“Um, MuMu, there’s no hair coming off on this brush.”
Turn – turn – turn
“Here, brush my butt,”
Not be outdone in the manipulate-the-humans department, Maddie started a new thing on Sunday. I was home alone with her when she came up to me at the table and put her head on my thigh.
I gave her a scritch.
Not what she wanted.
She walked over to her “special” bowl and bumped it with her nose. There was no food in it. There was food in her regular bowl, but she gets a special brand of food in the little bowl. The Editor normally gives her a small scoop in the morning and again in the evening. After a few more seconds of my ignoring her, she reached out with a paw and flipped the bowl over.
As I got up, she moved to the other end of the kitchen. When I got there, she walked to the pantry closet. When I opened that, she pointed her nose at “the bag.”
“Aw, did mom forget to give you your Bil-Jac?”
“She did. She forgot. I haven’t had any in days.”
I have her a scoop.
It turns out that she had had the early morning scoop. It also turns out that she tried the knock-the-bowl-over thing on The Editor a little later in the day.
And, of course, step out into the yard and a host of well-fed squirrels plead their case:
“The lady with the peanuts hasn’t been here today.”
“Are you sure?”
“Haven’t seen her. You wouldn’t happen to have any peanuts, would you?”
“I do but um, no offense, you don’t look like you’ve been starving.”
“This is just my winter coat.”
MiMi manages to get in the act, but it seems (to me) that she only wants her normal food, in its regular location, at its regular time – every day – without fail.
I think our training has been successful. By that, I mean we have successfully been trained.
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