Oom came home from the torture place where they stretch her out and make her lift heavy things in endless repetition. But she had made a stop on the way. I know this because I regularly meet her at the door and give her a good work over...it's how I keep up on local trends and news.
Mike had left an articulate trail of fur and smell declaring his appreciation of Oom's catscritching techniques, but also introducing himself respectfully and appropriately to me. I keep Oom pretty well marked so that all cats, most dogs, and some horses know immediately they are dealing with Diesel T Hecat.
He must be quite a guy because he was all over her, sitting on her lap and even pad-padding. I don't know how he got that distinctive human name - though he says it suits him. I know that feeling.
Anyway, Mike and I have pretty different backgrounds and, likely, we have different ways of thinking. He is a stripey cat. But cats are cool with difference, philosophical and physical. Throw in territorial issues, and things can get sticky, but 99.9% of the time, after a little butt sniffing, we can work it out. You humans might want to try butt-sniffing...or, at least, frank, honest, and respectful marking/messaging.
