Cat Training

Often, when I'm writing on the computer, my wife's tomcat would come up
and start circling and rubbing my legs. If I petted him, he'd just
continue; if I ignored him, he'd sometimes start urinating. What I
wanted, OTOH, was to get him to stop and go away, but without hurting
or scaring him.

One day, I had a bright idea: As soon as he started, I got up, went to
the kitchen, and put food in his dish. That worked like a charm; he
followed me out, and stayed there while I returned to my writing. So
I've been doing it since.

I was quite proud of my solution, for a week. Then I realized that the
cat had trained me.

mikegordge...

Yor wife is smarter than you deserve.

George Dance...

Mike, it wasn't my *wife* rubbing my legs and trying to urinate on the
wall; it was her *cat.*

EvelynVogtGamble(Divamanque)...

I suspect what he meant was that your wife no longer has to
feed "her" cat, because YOU do! ;-)

George Dance...

That makes sense; though it's not really correct. For some reason, the
cats in our family (none of them "mine") have always decided to
appoint me the Feeder of Cats. Hmmm ... maybe there is some collusion
between them and my wife that I don't know about. 8\

Tim...

Too bad you can't claim the same; mind you you get what you deserve.

Christina Websell...

LOL! Yep, that's what they do and you hardly know it.