Cat Psychology: with Finn and Gwen!

 Just thought I'd share but if it's too long, feel free to not read... but know that for cats that take a while getting used to new animals, try switching their food bowls after a day or two. Of course it may just not eat for a while, but a domestic cat's highlight of the day is always food, so it's a pretty good motivator. Okay now you don't have to read the whole thing if you don't want, but it's still a fun cat story.

Have you ever wondered what happens when an unstoppable force collides with an immovable object? Well I ran an experiment with a very pissy Sadde and her very favorite pastime.

I decided to swap Gwen's food bowl with Sadde's; if it didn't go well I'd just swap Sadde's back in. (Oh btw we renamed them Finn and Gwen, Nala was Simba's girlfriend, not his mom. The mistake was just too much.) So I put Gwenhaël's food in a fresh bowl since she's still too skinny (Gwen is actually German in origin and I take animal naming very seriously). Since Sadde's a gluttonous demon who's also a diva that hates poor animals on government assistance, I figured there's no better way to get her to accept reality. She dove into the catfood instantly, then realized the smell and had a moment. The gears were turning, complete cat cognitive dissonance. She decided it wasn't worth the inherent danger involved. So I put it in the microwave (that makes food smell irresistible to cats, another fun trick). 

She thought about it for a while by herself. Then slowly and cautiously went back and started eating it. I figured I'd make a full experiment out of curiosity; I put new food in the left side, Gwendolyn's old food mixed with new food in the right, and rubbed the whole bowl on Gwenivere. She never touched the right. And she will usually devour just about anything you put in front of her: orange chicken, protein powder, she loves ruining our loaves of bread... She's a mess. (like a demon)

Bo, being the good child for once in his life, got to eat his food in private in his own bowl. Because he is not a drama queen. Then we had to lock him in the bedroom because he kept stealing from the right side of the bowl. Sadde will still hiss and attack Mr. Bojangles. But we think we've narrowed that down to him nudging us after being with Finn and Gwenovese, and then he smells like them. And as you may know, Beau has a certain lack in situational awareness and is very...overt. Sadde plays with Monsieur Beauregarde like normal after a few hours of that.

I remicrowaved Gwennifer's side of the bowl again and ate until she was full (for the first time in her life). Then she spent a while quietly sniffing around the guest room door. She's still there just watching the door now, but that may be because Section 8 neighbourhoods stress her out. Regardless, a complete turn around in 30 minutes.

I've always liked cats more than dogs because you can just train a dog to do anything, while you can never really train a cat to do anything. You have to outsmart a cat, because brute force never works. Every different cat makes you pull your hair out in a specific way until you find what motivates them and apply intellect. Actually, that's the reason why the ancient Egyptians worshipped cats (that's actually not true. They had cats wrapped up in their mythology because they killed rodents, and they thought it was a spiritual reason for less disease spreading with cats around.)

Anyway. Hope you enjoyed crazed cat antics at Sadde's expense!