Felinity

This, by the way, is my cat:

This is my cat, again:

My cat and I are similar in many ways. Mostly, this is not so surprising; various people at many stages in my life have described me as “cat-like” or “somewhat feline.” I think these comments were usually brought on by my stretching a lot.

So, some of what I have in common with the cat may be a function of my catlike-ness, but some is definitely also due to my cat’s personality.

We both:

frequently sneeze.

were born with a healthy mistrust for water, which we are currently at some stage of overcoming.

like to climb up on things; sometimes can’t get down.

are convinced of the presence of something small and swift, moving just out of our field of vision.

tend to fall asleep in random places.

test what new things are through biting.

are interested in my knitting projects.

think we are entitled to drink out of the water glass on my nighstand.

fall off of things, then pretend we didn’t want to be up there anyway.

stretch.

sometimes think my sweaters might be plotting something insidious.

are irritated to be woken up by the thumping bass of the guy upstairs’ sound system as it noticeably vibrates the wall, floor, and bed.

enjoy chicken.

are fascinated by that bundle of feathers on the end of a string, and think we can catch it.

are intrigued by, but are often also a little frightened of, the outside world.

could not ignore that cardboard scratching post even a little bit more.