You don’t have to be a super dedicated follower of my crappy blog to know I have a cat named Ody. That big lug pops up in pictures here all the time… not only because he’s hard to miss, but he’s almost always out in the open. I do have another cat who is anything but conspicuous given that he spends about half of his time in hiding places I can’t even get to, and simply can not be found in the unlikely event that I have a visitor.
That’s my black cat Biskit, who you can see sitting atop the freezer in my kitchen staring out of the gaping hole in the blinds Ody and his predecessor Spilly made back in the day. You can tell he’s not too keen on being photographed, and much like me, usually prefers to be left alone. Occasionally, though, there are times when even Biskit feels the need to get some loving from his pathetic owner…
Typically, my ass will be parked in front of the computer for
hours days weeks months at a time… and so when either cat wants some attention, they know where to find me. Ody will jump up on the side table, meow, and then flop around on his back like a fish out of water until I perform my official duty of giving him belly scritches. This is one of the few areas where Biskit is actually much more aggressive….. as you can see, he’s very direct at demanding asking for some loving. He purrs like a lion while he rubs his head on my arm. And if that isn’t enough to get my attention away from the porn games on my computer….
Out comes the claws. He won’t scratch me…. thank goodness. He’ll just lay his paw on my arm and dig his claws into me until I’ve realized that he’s not going to go away until he gets what he wants. Biskit’s definitely a weird cat who can go from invisible to attention ho in the time it takes me to open a can of cat food… and I shouldn’t let Ody steal all the glory on my blog. So Biskit, this Picture Day post is just for you!
Pet meee, love meee, meow. Too cute.
If I tried that on someone, I’d probably get the shit slapped out of me…
Yeah, now that you mention it my nails do remind me of claws…
Love his eyes – I would call them (brace yourself) “mesmereyes”…….anyway, nice to see Biskit get some blog time – most cats are pretty darn independent but when they want some attention, they know how to get it (hey – that sounds like me and my husband……hmm……).
I love the way the greenish yellowish eyes of a black cat stand out!
I think I follow the same method of getting attention as my cats. I act like a huge pain in the ass until everyone either pets me or tells me to go away!
I just noticed Biskit’s pupils are at three different dilation stages in those photos… and it’s weird how much that changes what a cat’s eyes look like. The eyes in the first photo don’t match the ones in the last photo!
Yay for the Biz! He is absolutely gorgeous in that last shot. I miss having a house panther….
Biz would have to be a mini panther since he’s about half the size of my original panther.
Those cat eyes looking up at you in wonder… or disgust… difficult to know with cats. Love that photo.
I always interpret that photo as disgust. Each time I use it, I caption it with something smartass coming out of Biskit’s mouth…. which may very well be what he’s thinking of me anyway.
Biskit reminds me of my female cat Pouncer. She’s the same, wants to be left alone until she doesn’t. Even that occurs rarely, except with the husband. He’s the only one that can hold her or pet her. Otherwise, she just ignores you.
My cats can’t be picky about who they get their attention from since I’m the only one who can give that to them. Biskit doesn’t really like to be held, but he’s the closest thing I have to a lap cat. Ody does not do laps…
Biskit looks so pretty in the photo where he’s looking out the window! I had forgotten that he is all black. He sounds a lot like my Trouble. Trouble spends a lot of the day hiding in small spaces but, when he comes out and is looking for love, he’s very needy about it. If I try to pull my hand away before he’s done with it, he sometimes will scratch and bite. He’s usually so sweet but he’s got a mean streak!
Biskit does that too! One of his regular times is in the evening after I get dressed out of the shower. He sits on the bed and waits for me to get my shoes on so I can pet him. And when I stand up, he paws at me with the claws out to let me know I’m not finished!
Oh, so wonderful to see your cat Bisket! Looks so much like my Black Kitty, who I miss so much. Black Kitty was a hunter. I loved the commentary and of course Biskit.
My cats aren’t allowed outside, but they must be good hunters because mice are never a problem in my house. I’ve only seen one in eight years, and it was very dead…
My cat now isn’t allowed outside either. I can’t even remember how our other cats became outside cats. But I think my Mama Kitty was poisoned so no more outside!
dood…..wavez two ewe N nice mice ta see ewe two day !!!!! ewe iz one handsum houz panther !! hope thiz findz ya stayin IN trubull N wavez ta ody ~~~ 🙂 ♥♥
Biskit is always staying in trubull. Ody taught him well…
I once had a cat like that. Totally ignored you until she wanted some attention. Then she’d meow constantly until you went and found her (yes, I had to come to her).
The cat does not come to Moses…. Moses comes to the cat.
Cats always know where to go to get your eyes. Whether it’s you computer keypad or the book you thought you were reading, the cat is right there. Ready for attention. I always loved that about cats 🙂
They will definitely not just mope around on the floor and whine like a dog… cats are very direct and forward with what they want and when they expect you to give it to them. That’s a critter after my own heart, not interested in beating around the bush.
Biskit thanks you. He much prefers to be admired by strangers from afar…
Wow, that arm is REALLY hairy. Love the cats, though.
You’re right! What hairy armed beast invaded my photo!?!?
I’m glad that Biskit gets the attention he deserves, even if it’s often away from the camera!
They are quite ‘subtle’ aren’t they? 🐱
As subtle as the B in that word…
Garfield here. Nice to meet you Biskit. I am a little like you, since I tend to run when anyone new comes in, but I’ve stopped hiding unless there are a LOT of two leggeds invading my space. I like to sit on my owner’s lap but she says I am hot like a coal.
I think “shyness” in cats can be somewhat relative. When Spilly was still around, Ody always hid from people while Spilly was the greeter cat. Within a few days of Spilly passing, Ody came out while my family was over and it shocked the heck out of me. Now Biskit’s taken over his role as the hider. I think Garfield will probably become even more outgoing with time, no matter how many leggeds are lurking about…
We had a couple of people here installing a TV yesterday and Gar was basically displaced because we had to move all his ‘stuff.’ But he still came out and checked around from time to time, and didn’t seem any worse for the wear afterward!.