Your Semi-Daily Serving of Biscuit

Yes, Biscuit is still cute and adorable. Here she is on one of her favorite perches, our yellow antique kitchen stool:

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Here she is chewing on her own foot:

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Here she is (surprise!) being cute and adorable:

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And here, by popular demand, is the promised footage of her holding a conversation with me in the kitchen:

Posted by Kevin K. on 09/25/09 at 07:44 AM • Permalink

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The 2nd photo looks like some sort of kitteh kung fu maneuver. Also, you might regret teaching that cat to talk. Once you do, they never shut up!

The good news is they stay cute and adorable throughout their lives (if I had a decent video camera I’d record ours with his box antics or chasing his tail with increasing ire and determination).

Nice trainers, BTW!

Also, you might regret teaching that cat to talk. Once you do, they never shut up!

Damn right. The more you talk to them, the more vocab they develop.

We used to have a part-Burmese who sounded like a baby crying. In his later dotage, every night, contact calling piteously. For years.

It was a revelation and relief when we finally got the new ‘un (who’s got quite a wimpy miaow unless he’s scrapping) and found we could sleep through, just having to fend off his silent nocturnal efforts to take over the entire foot of the bed.

Oh sure, they’re cute and all, until they decide to feed on braaaaaaaiiiinns…

Where in the heck did you get that rug from?

The more you talk to them, the more vocab they develop.

The same is true of dogs. Our dear departed boxer’s nickname was “Chewy” because his frequent vocalizations sounded just like Chewbacca from Star Wars.

His daughter seems similarly wired for sound, and I’m trying not to encourage it too much. On the other hand, the mama dog only speaks when it’s to the point. Maybe because Chewy never let her get a word in edgewise when she was a pup?

Where in the heck did you get that rug from?

Ikea.  I wasn’t crazy about it at first, but it’s grown on me. Works well with all of the wacky shit we’ve got in the kitchen like a rattlesnake in a bottle and Richard Nixon salt & pepper shakers.

Nice trainers, BTW!

Yeah, I call them my Green Lanterns. They’re Brooks Glycerins. Got ‘em at a runners store up the street. They actually watched me run on a treadmill to determine the best running shoes for me. They weren’t that expensive either.

She is adorable.  That reminds me of my cat’s “are you going to eat that?” looks. 

Our cat’s food stays upstairs, so the eight dogs don’t eat his food, and when his bowl is empty, he gets very verbose.  I have actually heard him attempt human speech…words like “Now” and “When” seem to be his favorites.

“Chewing on her own foot.” Like hell—that cat is giving the Nazi salute! Sieg Heil, Biscuit. (And of course what else would we expect from an ACORN/Axelrove minion?)

Yeah? Yeah? Yeah?

Biscuit is totally adorable (still)—and looks great in yellow. (Also looks like she is a brown belt in Kitten Kempo.) But I am ready to slug the guy saying “Yeah?” every five seconds in that video. ; P

Re: Call and response video

Make more videos - but say more than ‘yeah?’ Speak nonsense, but modulate your voice high and low,  kittehs love that - and will make even better meows and noises. C’mon Kevin, remember the words of the great sage (not) Madonna: EXPRESS yourself.

I’m with ya J, that due needed to be socked, saying yeah” all impatient and condescending an’ shit.

And what the fuck do you mean “antique” kitchen stool? We had one almost exactly like that when I was growing up. Antique my ass.

I respond to our talky cat all of the time. We have conversations where she says meow and I say, You did? and she says meow and I say, Really? When? and so on. It makes her feel important, I think, and it makes the dog jealous.

Mr. Gimme somehow or another taught “our”* cat Sephi to say ‘out’ when she wants to go outside.  Ok, its sounds more like ‘owwwwww’ but she only makes that sound for going it.

*She’s ours by default.  My daughter left her behind when she moved to Hawaii and never came back for her.  She’s replaced Sephi with a much prettier kitty (snob), Pai.

Pai like being used as a dust mop.

If she was a dog, you could just combine the first two captions: “Here’s Biscuit, chewing on her own stool.”

“Pai like being used as a dust mop.”

OMG, gimmeabreak, for this cat dust-mop abuse, you will be consigned to the ‘illegal alien housecleaner” circle from Hell when you die (which is better that the ‘Dick Cheny gun-fluffer’ circle, but worse than the ‘Sarah Palin shucks-where’d-THIS-baby-come-from?’ circle).

My God, that cat is adorable.

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