Gravity and grammar: a feline education

[desperance]

"Down, Mac. Down. It's a relationship with the floor. You haz it."

"Barry, you can't sit on the manuscript. You can't... Oh. Barry, you may not sit on the manuscript. You may not..."

Rinse, obviously, and repeat. At least I amuse myself, when I hear myself say these things.

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[esmeraldus-neo.livejournal.com]

Yesterday Mal was sitting to the left of my laptop, which is where I would not have him sit.

We have gone through enough that he knows what the words "get down," mean, regardless of how many other words may be sprinkled in there as well.

But if I do anything loud or what-have-you, he will depart suddenly and knock my books on the floor...which is why I'd not have him there in the first place. Also, that is where the coffee cup goes.

So he sat there, like a regal statue of a cat. And so, in a fit pf pique, rather than saying "down, kitty," I tried to bite his ear. We both weaved, me trying to bite his ears, he evading.

I tell you, he looked extremely put out.