I laugh because my cats stand like statues a lot, and would try this if I hadn’t trained them as kittens not to get onto the kitchen counters or the dining room table. I freak out if they’re anywhere near the stove, so they seem to remember my reaction, unless they’re trying to test me, and then I do catch them. Some of their, “testing” is actually cat curiosity, more than anything else.
I’m highly impressed with the cat’s posture. Little feet on the plate… I can’t stop laughing.
For the record, I trained my cats, as kittens, NOT to go on the dining room table or the kitchen counters, and they’re generally good about listening because I made it a mandatory thing. Occasionally, I’ll catch them testing me when they don’t think I’ll find out about it. Felines trying to get away with things is the story of my life. 😉
My cats have decided I’m merely a person who feeds them and rewards them for existing with expensive treats, which they think they should receive every few hours, so long as I’m working and they can annoy me. And they’ve taken to jumping on my head and screeching if they aren’t fed by 8:00 a.m.
As I type this, they are both standing near a mostly closed door, peeking in on me. If I move, so do their heads. This goes on for hours. I’ve become human furniture that requires regular cat spies. Next time, I’m ordering cuddly cats.
I’m pretty sure this is what my cats think 24/7. I can’t even get water in the middle of the night without feet stalking me.
Just a quiet day, dealing with some flu-like symptoms. Hoping it’ll pass and I will regain some energy, otherwise I know where I’m headed. 😦
With all the unrest going on, I hope someone gets a smile or chuckle out of these. Laughter is good medicine.