Skip to comments.Think you know your cat? Think again: New video demystifies feline body language
Posted on 08/03/2013 5:36:01 AM PDT by Daffynition
Uncut title: Think you know your cat? Think again: New video demystifies feline body language - and reveals they probably DON'T want their tummy stroked
Every cat owner likes to think they share a special bond with their feline friend, but experts believe that many people might be missing the chance to communicate effectively.
Britain's leading cat charity has produced a video guide to cat behaviour after a study found many owners struggle to understand their pet.
The Cats Protection video dispels popular myths such as cats licking their lips when they are hungry or wanting their tummies scratched when they roll over.
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My daughter and SIL got a cat to teach our grandson how to relate to other living things. Sometimes he is sweet to her and they will curl up on the couch or floor and sleep together.
Sometimes he treats her mean. She doesn't bite or scratch, just gets up and walks away. He will then try to make nice, but the cat just ignores him or hide even more if he becomes too persistent in his apology.
Then, when he is least expecting it, she will come over, curl up beside him and roll over on her back for a tummy rub. The little fellow is getting a real education in how to treat living things and is very lucky to have a gentle feline friend who won't bite or scratch.
They are most fascinating creatures!
What a wonderful experience for your grandson. I think that’s great!
I’ll bet donuts that average cat owners are smarter than the study researcher(s).
I'd hit it.
Eyes blinking at you? What do they know! That’s a kitty kiss.
'Unlike dogs and humans, cats have not evolved the complex facial muscles that allow them to make obvious expressions,' she said.
Cats don't need 'obvious facial expression' to communicate their thoughts. Obviously! You will know when they mean business just by looking at their eyes.
A few days ago the Daily Mail had a story about dog expressions and advised owners to watch their eyebrows.
My cat gets up in the bed about 4:15am every morning, and is very affectionate. He purrs and rolls around next to me, for about 5 minutes. If I haven’t gotten up to feed him by then he bites my arms and starts attacking my feet. Doesn’t matter if there’s food in his bowl, he wants someone to go downstairs with him, make sure he’s fed and give him some attention.
I just presume my cat wants to kill me.
It makes things much easier.
Other cat behaviors.
(this one’s a classic)
(beating the masochistic cat)
Actually this is fairly common among cats, some of whom aggressively demand to be thumped and get quite upset when it stops. There used to be a lot of videos of it, but I think YouTube got too many complaints from unknowing animal lovers that cats *could not* enjoy being thumped, no matter what.
Mao, my girl kitty;s, favorite thing is life is being vigorously brushed, with a pin/stripper brush. Twice a day at least. She’s a fur factory! And she ALWAYS rolls over to get her tummy brushed. She loves it!
*snicker* Anything that dangles is a cat toy.
Wise men are satisfied with understanding a few basic things and leave it at that.
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Very true BUT as long as there is a Government (AT least fools pulling the money strings) willing to grant money for such inane studies, someone will do it - GLADLY accepting OUR money to finance their tom-foolery.
People used to rail Art Bell and call HIM crazy.
I looked at Art Bell as rather a ‘sanish’ type person making a living. The people I ‘worried’ about on his show were the CALLERS that had been abducted, probed and worse.
“Is she afraid of the vacuum?”
Not really. But if it gets too close, she walks away. It’s just that she doesn’t like the loud noise.
...roll over on her back for a tummy rub....
Not the reason kitty rolls over, as explained in the piece. Cats don’t like a tummy rub.
“Cats dont like a tummy rub.”
Mine does! And tummy brushing too. High point of her day!
I question the intelligence of the people were in this study. Some of this stuff is about as basic as it gets. Maybe they should trade their cats in for something more suitable to them, like a pet rock.
Wonderful Corgi scene. Your dog?
I must say, some cats really do want their tummy rubbed!
I bought a brush like that. Not scratchy enough for Mao. She doesn’t like it.
She just got brushed. She jumps up by my left side, when I’m on the computer, walks in front of me. Beeps a couple times. Maybe gives me a head butt, or a tail slap. Then she jumps down by my right side, and shoots off. I’m supposed to chase her! She loves that. She’ll head for the stairs, or will jump on top of the fridge. Then she heads for her brush. If I move them, I ask her “Where’s your brush?” She searches until she finds it, then nudges it with her nose, and looks at me. Pretty hard to resist that treatment!
It’s the Daily Snooze....what did you expect?
Are we Limeyphobic?
No, I wish...We have a black Lab....who also loves to be vacuumed.
Okay! Hey, does anybody know where I can get some cat handcuffs? I’ve gotta get a pair of cat handcuffs. Either two little ones like this, to go around the little paws.. or a big one that hooks onto my arm and then hooks onto the cat.
I found out my cat was embezzling from me, so I’ve gotta get a little pair.. of cat handcuffs, so.. Well, I found out that when I’m away, he goes to the mailbox, picks up the checks, take them down to the bank and cashes them. The way I caught him, I went out to his little house, where he sleeps at night, and there was like $3,000 worth of cat toys out there. And you can’t return them, because they have spit all over them..
I don’t know where he is now, I guess he went out to Catalina, or something like that, I don’t know.. [ audience groans slightly ] No. He bought a catamaran, and went out.. [ audience groans again ] No, he got it out of a catalog.. [ groans ] This is a catastrophe! Hey, just remember - comedy is not pretty!
Nonsense. I had a cat who loved tummy rubs. He was a tummy rub fanatic. If you didn't rub his tummy he was very miffed.
I also have had cats who didn't like them but that one did.
Aww, that is so sweet!
I don’t like British humor, either.
I’m not really a cat person and this evidently makes me an excellent cat owner!
I briefly pet our cat if she comes up to me, I groom her in very short bouts, I feed her and take care of the litter box, and that’s it.
She’s happy, a great mouser, and she enjoys climbing on my husband (I don’t like that). Our relationship is “cordial”.
I took an old dog-sized pin brush, and clipped two spring clamps onto the handle. They prevent it from rolling over onto the bristle side. It’s on the floor in the living room. She brushes her head with it all the time!
You may be on to something.
I discovered a small book in her box (not really, but it's a classic):
Day 983 of My Captivity
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe.
For now ...
“*snicker* Anything that dangles is a cat toy.”
Which is why us guys have to be very careful getting out of the shower. :)
Depends how far the cat has to jump. ;^)
If you google image Nicky the cat behaviorist, Nicky Whelan will also appear on the page.
I have always been fond of cats for the exact reasons you describe... the connection you’ve drawn between feline behavior and feminine behavior is obvious... it’s no wonder I like cats.