> > Just as an afterthought...What happens when the large metal beast spits you out, and you are carrying a fresh new bag of cat food? Does the cat then forgive the beast? Or does the cat just not put two and two together?
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> > Ell"I think this is a rhetorical question"myruh
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> My cat likes to sleep on top of my car. I guess because it's warm. She isn't afraid of the car itself, but almost dies of terror at the sound of the garage door opening or closing.
> As a side note on cat brain capacity: I used to get the big excited greeting when I came home from work, yes. I now work *at* home and I get the same big excited greeting roughly forty times a day, after I've been out of the room for maybe a minute or two. She's not the world's most intelligent creature, but certainly one of the most flattering.
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> Brunnen-"I'm not allowed to pick her up or cuddle her, but I'm not allowed out of her sight either"G

Ok, now you get to hear my cat story. Mandy, a large calico was deathly afraid of the lawn mower, or anything else that made an loud noise. But when she hit 17 years, she went stone deaf. After that, when I came by on the riding mower, she would sit and look at me as if puzzled. I think she wondered why she wasn't afraid of that noisy thing any more.
She lived to be 19 and is buried in the back yard under a concrete marker with her name on it. I still think about her when I ride by on the lawn mover. She was a good cat.
Howard