I was reading Rich Minx today, and she led me to LOL Cats of Death which is frankly hilarious.
But, I have a theory, which unbelievably, I have not heard mentioned on the Internet. Some people say that the cat is compassionate, psychic or even causing the deaths. I think that it is very possibly none of these, although I would not be surprised if cats were a bit psychic and compassionate. After all, animals do have senses that we do not have.
One of these senses is the ability to predict weakness and possible death in another living creature. Why? Well, the answer is not very touchy-feely. In the wild, which animals do the large cats hang around and watch? The weak and helpless ones. Why? Because when they die (or can be captured and killed) they will eat them. We’ve all seen the heartbreaking films of injured wildebeests and baby zebras being devoured by lions, right?
Such is the way of the wild.
I have no idea if my theory has even one molecule (if theories had molecules) grounded in the reality of this phenomena. Still, it makes me wonder.
I hope it’s that the furry little beast wants to comfort the people, as the sick thoughts in my head are just too horrible to think about in this case. And I love cats, greedy little carnivores that they are.
A colleague of mine that studies Internet phenomenon introduced me to lolcats a few weeks ago, much to my wife’s dismay. Why on earth “I can has cheezburger” is funny is inexplicable to me but I spend a good bit of my day chuckling afterwards. Chuckling, and dodging the eye-death darts that my wife throws at me for repeating the captions at strategic moments during our conversations. Next Internet phenomenon…the flash mob. If only we could organize people to do such things for important causes.
That cat looks just like my cat…FREAKY!
I get many kicks from the “I can has cheezburger” site, my favorite is the “Luke I am your father.” still gives me the giddy chuckles.
I guess the whole story conjures up the amusing image of an elderly woman lying on a bed, the cat trying to jump up and snuggle with her and being promptly sucker punched, accompanied by the words: “Oh no you don’t!”
Your word for the day: “postmortem predation.”
http://www.straightdope.com/mailbag/mdepradation.html
Many years ago, there was a young Japanese boy who lived in Tokyo who would sometimes point to old people walking past and say friendly things like “Hey, Grandad! You’re gonna die soon…. Granma, you’re gonna die soon.” The weird thing was, those people DID in fact pass away not long after. The boy was seeing colours in their faces and intuited what they meant (just as acupuncture masters learn to do). Of course, guess what conclusion the local worthies jumped to? That he was laying curses on folks? How’d you guess!!
That little kitty can predict my death anytime. As long as he stays away from me after I’m gone. I is not a kitty snacks.
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Talking about cats:
on my 33rd birthday, around 4.30am, there was a cat (could have been two) seriously mieowing outside my bedroom window – at first, I thought it was a baby crying. But I think it was just them egging me on “girl, get up and eat that chocolate cake NOW – and don’t share with nobody. NOBODY, you hear?”
We’re pretty good at imbuing our cat owners with human qualities. Why, just the other day, The Cat was telling me that if I was not careful, I was going to sprain my wrist while trying to avoid stepping on her serpentine tail as it reached out from beneath the dining room chair to wrap around my ankle. She did not, however, bother to tell me about this until I was falling through the air on my way to the ground next to said chair. Cats are not all about timing. But at least she warned me.
My cat died today. he ment the world to me. He was my best friend