“Stay the hell away from me unless you have food and plenty of it, Transman!” The family cat’s preferred greeting for me in the old days.
One more note for the testosterone files: The family cat, who used to be indifferent at best, now can’t get enough of Transman. Since he’s always been the cat’s personal chef, her newfound affection is not just because he’s the one who feeds her. Transman is convinced that the testosterone has given him a scent that is on the cat’s good aromas scale somewhere between “savory fixin’s” and “catnip”* because she sits on him, sleeps on him, follows him into the bathroom (creepy stalking voyeuristic feline) and purs. All. The. Damn. Time. Her motor is broken and stuck in Loud Purr mode.
Now just look at us:
“Your whiskers taste like coffee, Transman!” “And yours smell like Meow Mix, Gatita.”
“Oh, Transman, you know I prefer the Oxford comma.” Marlon Brando and cat as us working on this blog post.
* Transman is glad he does not have a dog that goes wild for his smell since dogs are known for rolling in what other animals have the decency to bury (or flush, if they are human animals).
January 14th, 2013 at 6:42 pm
WE HAVE A WINNER!!!!
Smiling here…..
January 15th, 2013 at 4:48 pm
We Kitty is happy, everybody wins.
January 14th, 2013 at 9:34 pm
Heh, I’ve been relieved in my turn to discover that replacing my T with E has not compromised my Cat Mojo
. Perhaps you smell more right because you *are* more right, if you see what I mean? Cats are great respecters of selfhood.
January 14th, 2013 at 10:05 pm
I get what you mean. Cats are very perceptive and they make it clear that they don’t need us. Their presence in our lives is purely their choice, so I am honored that the cat now likes me for more than my opposable thumbs.
January 15th, 2013 at 8:17 am
i like that your cat has come around to liking you. i am glad that things are going well for you. i am still starting.
January 15th, 2013 at 4:48 pm
Good luck on the journey.
January 15th, 2013 at 11:10 am
Aw so glad your kitty thinks you are Purrrrfect.
January 15th, 2013 at 4:49 pm
I still fear she will decide to gnaw on me while I sleep.
January 15th, 2013 at 4:54 pm
If you see kitty near steak sauce be very aware.
January 15th, 2013 at 2:52 pm
Maybe it’s more of a psychic thing–cats after all are the ultimate psychics–she’s picking up you’re more you and thus more attractive to her?
January 15th, 2013 at 4:49 pm
Who knows the mysterious ways of cats? I am just glad I am no longer considered a walking scratching post.
January 15th, 2013 at 3:43 pm
I dearly hope my cat never makes that face. If she does, it will be me hiding under the bed.
January 15th, 2013 at 4:50 pm
I once had a cat that reminded me of the one from the movie Pet Sematary. I did fear him.
January 15th, 2013 at 5:34 pm
My guess is she could tell something wasn’t right and it freaked her out. Cats are pretty perceptive that way. Mine knows when I’m sick before I do. It may not just be smell either; cats and dogs pick up on body language in ways that humans don’t.
The photo is a perfect example of that moment you sometimes get with cats where you realise “wow, the teeth are really big for the size of the animal, aren’t they?”
January 16th, 2013 at 12:50 pm
My dog likes to eat other dog’s feces.
January 17th, 2013 at 12:46 am
One more reason I’m a cat person.
January 16th, 2013 at 9:23 pm
Because I’m am far too much of a lady to make a crass joke (no I’m not, but I will refrain anyway), I have only this to say:
Happy that kitty came around, because she’s livin’ rent free, and could at least help with the dishes.
January 17th, 2013 at 12:48 am
Thank you for showing near-Victorian restraint. And, yes, that cat needs to start kicking in on the housework–eating bugs and lizards doesn’t count.
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