When Jimmy, the CatHuman gets in trouble or is about to get in trouble, I call him ‘James’ with a stern male voice. It doesn’t do anything at all since Jimmy pretends I’m not talking to him cuz I didn’t use the “right” name. Nevertheless, I use it because I’m the Big Human In Charge and he’s the cat. It generally tickles the other human Jimmy owns, my good friend and guide in photography, and she laughs which is the reason Jimmy assumes he’s not in trouble when he is. Funny how he can tell when someone is laughing he’s not about to be yelled at. And now that he has the sole run of the place, he’s into all sorts of stuff he wasn’t into before: “taste testing” my food for me; meowing like a banshee when he wants anything or is just plain bored; being more finicky eating than any MALE cat has a right to be. Sure, that might be a tad sexist but ‘facts is facts’: female cats are just KNOWN for being “high maintenance” (sorta like… well, you know) so JImmy’s newfound “needs” are a bit unsettling for a father figure like me.
Anyway, Jimmy daydreams like all other furry lifeforms and sometimes you can catch him in one when he’s really comfortable and doesn’t know I have the camera out. Goodness knows what he daydreams about since he has just about everything a spoiled cat can have. But he day dreams regardless. The embarrassing part is that he day dreams while in his owner’s arms. What’s that about? Is he mentally cheating on her and dreaming of licking someone else’s fresh salmon right off their plate when they go to the bathroom? Or is he thinking about biting me the next time I call him James?
Since he usually follows me to the bathroom, I’m going to hope he’s dreaming about someone else’s food instead of making my trip a very unhappy one.
I read the chapter about selections and faking shallow depth of field with Gaussian Blur in my Elements 3.0 book today. I bet you could tell, huh?
My love and appreciation to the Caws and Claws Group for featuring this piece early Jan 2010!