#Caturday Some People CAN Be Taught

KATYAcKatya Graymalkin here.

In my ongoing campaign to straighten these messy people out, I saved up and took a massive whizz on a pile of clothes Charlie left on the floor. He got angry with me and cursed me roundly. To show you how little he understands, he turned to Mom and said, “Can’t you teach this cat to not piss on my clothes?” To show how well Mom understands, she said, “I can’t teach you to not leave your clothes on the floor; what makes you think I can teach a cat anything?” It’s a conversation they have every time I try to train Charlie to be neater.

Mom, on the other hand, is beginning to straighten her office:cleanish

Not that this is neat, but it’s neater. She’s just at the organizing the chaos stage, but she does a bit every day or so, and she’ll have it in good shape in, oh, a year or so.

As long as she’s making the attempt, that’s all I ask.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: What have you tried to train your human to do? What technique(s) did you use? Did it work?


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  1. Jane

    August 31, 2013 at 9:41am

    lol. lol! LOL!!

    I will be channelling the late, great, furry Rory for the restr of this post:

    Herding cats. You’ve all heard it before, haven’t you? You never get it. It takes a CAT to herd cats, not a human! My special friend Cricket would not come back into the house from the porch. Oh, she teased us with peek-arounds and coy approaches, all of which said, “You can’t herd me, let alone boss me. And I KNOW you can’t catch me!”
    Mom Jane whined, “C’mon, Cricket. I have to shut the door. It’s going to be cold tonight.”
    Cricket danced around a bit more, despite Mom and me standing right there in the doorway, trying to give her the idea to come along, too. Then I got bored of Mom’s begging and went right on out and started giving Cricket a piece of my mind, “You’ve been out here all day. Now Jane wants to close the doors. Get on in here, girl!” I gave her a hairy pat on the tush, and she scampered right in. I followed at a sedate pace, and the door was closed.
    See? One CAN herd cats. You just have to have the right touch. And myabe a bit of claw.

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    • Marian Allen

      September 1, 2013 at 8:42am

      LOL! Katya and I think this is the Best. Story. Ever. ~grin~ Any time any of your fur friends, on either side of the Rainbow Bridge, want to spend #Caturday here, let me know!

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  2. Jo

    September 2, 2013 at 11:02am

    Ha ha ha haaa! Good one Katya! I’m going to get those slow old parrots to poop on Angus’ piles of clothes too. When you come visit you can have a go too – start saving! Jelly xxx

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    • Marian Allen

      September 2, 2013 at 11:32am

      Katya is rolling around on the floor, holding her furry belly and laughing. She promises to give lessons to all comers.

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