Wednesday, May 7, 2014

The cat and the bucket, or darn, where is my cell phone!

Not having opposable thumbs or being classified as smart as, say dolphins, can cats use tools?

Depends on the definition of tool, in our case we call a bucket a tool.

How it happened:
The cats have a single large litter box, which we clean at least twice a day to fulfill their standard of cleanliness. The litter consists of regular heating pellets. They are as cheap as it gets, disintegrate on contact with liquid, aka urine and clump nicely around firmer matter.

The cleaned out sawdust and lumps go into a standard construction work bucket, one of these wide fairly low black plastic deals you get at Home Depot for a buck and a half.

Most days, the bucket goes straight back out onto the porch, because of the smell and so.

Like children, two or even three cats at times feel the urge at the same time.  They take turns, just like little or big people.

A couple of weeks ago, something mind boggling happened. The Princess was using the box as Cowboy Cat was swaggering like a human in the same situation.

Only this time, instead of leaving for a minute, he sniffed the bucket which - for some reason - had not been moved out.

He sniffed again, looked at his sister who was taking her time, and then it happened.

Cowboy Cat climbed onto the rim of the bucket, slowly balancing himself. With all fours safely on the rim, he did his business and cautiously climbed down. He looked at his doodie, then up at the human with a questioning face: you don't expect me to cover this up, I can't, right?

The human silently: did I just see what I saw?

The cell phone was nowhere near, and the human was too stunned anyway by the spectacle.

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