Here are some of the daily doings of Plum and her owner.
You may be more cat like than you think Plum. I won't do do tricks for my Mum either; I just stare at her and pretend not to understand when she tries to make me do tricks. I will do dumb pet tricks when she starts doing better human tricks like giving me treats whenever I walk into the kitchen and look at the treats cupboard.My Auntie Kathy has a big dumb German Shorthair Pointer who will let anybody pile up stuff on his head and he just sits still. My mum has a picture of him with two bananas and a mango on his nose, she said he looks like Carmen Miranda. I think he needs to have some dignity. I read your suggestion about trying water again and I just don't think it for me, it makes me cranky!With Grudging Respect ( Even though you are a swimming dog)Gracie
I wish I looked like Carmen Miranda. Sometimes I have to model hats but they are usually awful old things that would be a disgrace in a charity shop and usually Emma laughs her head off and takes a photo to show all her friends. But being a dog, I am quite forgiving. I don't know if cats are any good at that. Are they?Respectfully not yours, Plum.
Most cats won't put up with any shenanigans but I am actually quite a lovely cat if I do say so myself. I actually let my Mum tie a bow around my neck for the holidays. (Silk or organza only! No polyester for me.) I draw the line at head gear though, my fur is warm enough.My Mums friend also torments her dogs and takes photo's for her friends that's how she got the Carmen Miranda photo, then they talk on the phone and giggle like giddy school girls. I'm glad I am a cat.Gracie
I fully endorse your principled stand on this matter Plum. My mother's first dog Sooty - sadly deceased - was described as a Bedlington Poodle "hybrid" by the rescue centre. Andrea read up on the breed and as a result thought (hoped?) the Poodle element would make him amenable and biddable. Despite weeks of "obedience" classes, his favourite "trick" was to disappear into seemingly impenetrable thickets of bramble for several hours at a time in a ceaseless game of "cherchez le lapin" leaving Andrea fuming impotently on the woodland path.
That is an excellent trick. I am a sort of poodle I think. At least my father might have been one. I wish I knew who he was. But whoever he was, I have inherited his principles, probably, and thank you for saying you endorse them.
adorable! sounds a lot like my stubborn dachshund
Thank you for your kind appreciation. Stubborn and dachshund are two words that I particularly approve of. Plum x