Skip to comments.Turns Out Cats Have Been Walking on Important Stuff for Basically Forever
Posted on 02/28/2013 7:35:28 AM PST by Squawk 8888
Check out this 15th Century manuscript. Notice anything familiar? In totally-non-shocking-news-of-the-day, it turns out cats have been walking on whatever you're writing since the dawn of time. Emir O. Filipovic of the University of Sarajevo's History Department discovered the medieval kitty prints.
We can only assume that somewhere, beyond the reach of time, in a small ancient monastery in the mountains, the muffled sounds of "SNOWBALL, OFF. OFF. DOWN. GET DOWN, SNOWBALL. BAD KITTY. DAMNIT, SNOWBALL GO SOMEWHERE ELSE," carry across the medieval vales and valleys.
I cant remember the name of the Peter Sellers film where he takes a cat who is reclining on his desk and uses it as a blotter. I think Sellers played a lawyer.
Now they do it on keyboards instead of manuscripts. Touch screens are especially fun with critters.
Kitteh esteems your work nawt!
Nothin new- It`s called pussyfootin`\ and pussyfootin` around for centuries here
Check out the manuscript pictured at the link, T-C.
The Wrong Box
The cat wants to be the center of attention. She sees me looking at something (keyboard, monitor) and interposes herself to replace whatever it is I’m concentrating on with her own august presence.
One of mine does, anyway. The other, with the wisdom of her years, simply sits next to the keyboard and fixes me with a steady gaze that says, “You’re supposed to be focused on ME!”
HA....I’ve trained our cat .... when I’m in my office (or other places) I just loudly say “NO” and he backs away...usually to his warm window ledge. Cats CAN be trained.
And how is it that a cat is able to walk across your keyboard and magically push some combination of keys that does something to your computer that it takes you an hour to figure out how to undo it?
It’s diabolical, I tell you what.
WHERE DO YOU THINK THE PHRASE “CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT.” CAME FROM?...................
The Wrong Box - Dr. Pratt - Epilogue
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KJbwtyHSu6E&sns=tw via @youtube
WHERE DO YOU THINK THE PHRASE CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT. CAME FROM?...................
But satisfaction brought him back. ;-D
I am the Cat who walks by himself, and all places are alike to me.
My cat (one of them anyways) HATES being blown on. A slight puff of air and he goes RUNNIN’....
That is awesome, you had a dog who was the cat’s own personal enforcement officer, LOL.
Our girls, Shadow and Miss Hissy Slashy, are all over Hubby when he’s working (trying to anyway) on his computer upstairs. Shadow is especially stubborn. It’s his own fault because it’s easy for them to get at him. He has a nice, easy-to-jump-on desk that is completely bare on one side.
I have solved this problem by setting up a cat-obstacle course. They get partway through it on the way to my keyboard, and give up.
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Mine just walked across the keyboard. There’s so much cat hair in the keys that half don’t work and most of my typos are due to her laying on my hands. She also loves the warm vent and never mind that blocking it will burn up the computer. I keep telling her one day I’m going to fire up the grill but she just licks my chin and shakes out more hair.
Roman-era Ft. Vancouver brick has paw prints
by Keely Chalmers
February 27, 2013 at 6:04 AM
VANCOUVER - A brick unearthed decades ago at Fort Vancouver is back in the spotlight.
The brick was first discovered buried in the ground on the site around 1950, but a recent analysis of its make-up now shows the brick dates back some 2,000 years, all the way back to the Roman Empire.
One of the most interesting aspects of the brick is what was likely not supposed to be on it.
If you look closely at one of its corners youll see two tiny paw prints. Archaeologists suspect its the work of an ancient Roman kitty cat.
We kind of jokingly call it the Celtic Kitty, jumped up on this wet brick probably close to 2,000 years ago and memorialized itself for all eternity, said Bob Cromwell, an archaeologist at Fort Vancouver.
I use an iPad and you would be amazed at some of the links the cat clicks on.
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Another victory for Fred!
Yes, that book has Fred the Insane written all over it. He’s taken to helping Mommy out in the kitchen lately.
“If spaghetti noodles aren’t for paws, why are they warm?”
That’s funny. : )
I can see the lab running to the kitchen to see what you are cooing about when you talk to the cat.
I use a water spray bottle for counter/cat control. How boring. I could have used my golden.
If crickets aren’t edible, why are they made out of meat?
Oh he’s added crickets to stuff.
Rather briliant of him actually.
NiMH merely tried to teach us to hunt by bringing home live critters, like baby bunnies, squirrels, chipmunks and such which he summarily released into the kitchen.
I’ve tried the cat-obstacle course with Misty - doesn’t even slow her down. If that cat was human she’d be a bunny-boiler.
We had a kitteh (Simba, RIP) who used to scoot out the goggie door and fetch birds. But, he never learned the kill neck-shake (if they don’t learn it by one month they never learn) so he just laid on top of it. Scared the carp out of poor Miss Slippy, a freaking bird in the house.
NiMH seemed to think we were funny looing, if defective, cats.
He learned to kill stuff, did so quite often.
It’s just that.. he’d bring us live stuff and chatter at us as if amused by our efforts to catch the critters he brought home.
He seriously seemed to be trying to teach us how to hunt critters.
Misty? The bunny boiler? Play Misty For Me. Or Fatal Attraction.
You have to place treats and catnip Hooch mice strategically in all the right places. They never make it through.
Mamma Spook kitty’s additional to a paper I am currently working on. She was not pleased when I told her that I was not going to list her as a co-author. :-)
His official title was, “Cat Discipliniarian.” He was a wonderfully slobbery, silly, ridiculous dog. Also, I apologize for misidentifying him. He was a pure bred Black Lab.
That’s it. Thanks.
Think Fatal Attraction. She’s *very* affectionate.
Yes, we have, too. Katie brings her toy with her, plops down at my feet, looks directly into my eyes, and gives a stern meow, over and over until I cave.
There have been a few times that I said, “How did you do that???”.
When we had a exercise bike up in the man cave/office, hubby would be on the bike and the cats would come in and walk all over his computer keyboard and/or DAC. He’d yell to no avail, then he started squirting them with a spray bottle of water. That worked but it also got water on sensitive electronics. He solved the problem by using a a few presses of a compressed air canister made for cleaning keyboards and such. Works great and no water problems! Now, if they come near, all he has to do is reach for the canister and they scram.
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Thanks Squawk 8888.
I had only been married a few months and we had friends over. I had made my very first cheese cake and went into the kitchen to bring it into the dining room. It had a row of little kitty prints across it. I took a spatula, smoothed it over, and served it. No one died.
This is what kittehs do. Along with shedding, it is one of their primary life-missions.