So he’s not the brightest bulb in the pack..

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has many endearing qualities… he’s well behaved, sweet, playful, entertaining as hell and a real cuddle bug.

What he’s not is spatial reasoning gifted.

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Because when your mother shovels you a path, and your father takes you for a walk?

It’s not necessary to hike through the snow.

Sigh.

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31 thoughts on “So he’s not the brightest bulb in the pack..”

  1. I don’t think a good cat has to be smart. If I get “Well behaved” that’s a big win.
    Now, the real question: Is that your yard, all the way back to the trees? I wouldn’t even mind mowing that, a statement you will probably never hear from me again.
    We have only ever had one cat that would go out in the snow and he wouldn’t walk in it. He would jump out the door (BIG no-no) and stand in it, looking at his feet. Good cat, not smart.

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  2. Unfortunately (to my mind) we have cat predators in our town regularly, owls, foxes, occasionally bears and wolves. My dear darling one is so paranoid one will be taken she will not let them out of the house. A couple do “escape” occasionally, but one goes only as far ar rhe cement pad to scratch his back, and then to the edge of the lawn for fresh grass, in summer. In winter snow is okay, but winter winds are too cold. And then there is Smoky. Took him three years ro learn his name was Smokey. Until then we could call any cat, and he would be the first one there. So, snare than humans, or just not as smart as we wouldlike him to be? It could go either way.
    When Smoky escapes, his first hiding place is under the car on the driveway. He knows we can’t reach him there with long stick or broom handles, he just hops over them and stays where he is. In summer we can pull out the lawn hose and aim it under the car. He hates getting sprayed and out he comes, soaking wet. But winter we cannot use that option. We have to leave him there till he gets hungry. Gail worries the whole time. She will not let be drive the car from on top of him, so we don’t know if he will run out from under, or creep along with the car.
    We have a big house with lots of hide holes, we can go for hours without seeing a cat, but only four are willing to be indoor cats, and she will not allow any to run loose. Her fear over balances my belief cats need to run free if they want to.
    Making a short story long, four cats have never stepped in snow. Two have, but they don’t lreally like it.

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    1. We’ve always had indoor/outdoor cats (who roamed at will during daylight but were always in at night) but after losing one to the road a few years back… Dudley only goes for walkies on a leash.
      😉

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      1. I was about 6 years old when I watched my favourite cat run over by a station wagon. Remember station wagons? I hated them ever since. I rejoiced when they stopped being built. His full brother saw his dead body and left home that day. While we still saw him around the area he would not let us touch him. But, in 1959, when we were loading up moving trucks, he came and jumped on a truck and moved with us. He loved his new home. He decided he loved me best of all when he slept at home, always on my bed. But he had become a great hunter while away. There was a forest about half a mile from our house, and he would bring home headless mice, rats, rabbits, and even young foxes and leave them as presents for me, (I may have told you that part before.) Come mating season he did not have to go looking for potential mates. They came to him, keeping us up with their mating meowers every night for a week. Every kitten born in a half-mile radius of our home had red fur that year. Everyone wanted his DNA, it seemed, and that is how I learned about survival of the fittest. No other male even challenged h

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      2. I grew up with 1962 Ford Falcon station wagon, with wood on the side. I learned to drive in that car.. manual choke, vacuum wipers et al.
        But we always spay and neuter our pets, too many unwanted animals as it is.
        😰

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      3. OMG. A forerunner of your car is what killed my Blonde. A wood-sided Ford station wagon. I don’t think Falcons were out yet, but it was definitely a Ford.
        In the 1950s no one spayed or neutered cats, at least not in Winnipeg. There was no over-population yet, people were crying for pets for their kids. But, I guess that’s what led to the over-population.

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      4. On behalf of all Ford wooden station wagons, I’m sorry. Though by the time I drove ours it’s top speed was about 45, most cats could probably out run it.

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      5. Not to drag this out, so I will not say any more, but the cat was sleeping rolled around the back passenger tire. I guess it was warm from previous use. The driver got in the car, started it up, and drove it forward. He did not stop to ask what I was waving my arms screaming “Don’t!” He probably did not even look at me. The cats backbone was broken in three places as it tried to run home, but it somehow made it and died on our front steps.
        Enough. No more!

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      6. I’m so sorry. That must have been heart breaking. We lost a beautiful boy to a car in front of our home a few years ago and I still can’t think about it without tearing up.

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  3. Cats will do what they want, no matter what their fur parents say. They don’t follow directions, they’re cats after all. Charlie was an outside cat at the old house. He’d stay out all day during the day in the winter and inside at night and vice versa in the summer. But no more, he’s dying to go out but the one time he was outside with me he rolled around in something and had an allergic reaction and he hasn’t been outside anymore. His Lordship is the ruler of his domaine that’s for sure, lol.

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    1. He’s only seen Mr. Rat from inside the house so far. His “walkies” are few and far between these days due to his human’s aversion to standing in one place in the snow in bitter wind chills.

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