I've been thinking about cats. Specifically about their outlook on the world. It's well known that cats have a problem with the concept of mirrors but it occurred to me this morning that they must have trouble with all sorts of things. Dustbins for example - I told Gilbert off today for routing through the bin in the bathroom whilst I was brushing my teeth without realising that cats just don't understand rubbish. To them it's just play things in a container - not that they would understand that a container is something to put things in...
What do you think they make of coasters or gloves or something really far out like tumble driers or Southport? No wonder Gilbert is constantly scared and Moochie lives in a perpetual state of confusion.
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