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Cats and Kids or “Why your internet is cats.”
0I’m incredibly disappointed in the internet right now. Let me tell you why, when I was in college we read about the psychology of the “Crazy Cat Lady” and some theories behind why (mostly) single women can find themselves growing old with a house full of cats.
The main study that seemed most reasonable to me was that the symmetry and rough location of the cats various facial features, nose, eyes, and mouth are all roughly in the same place you’d find them on the average human child.
So for women without kids, and even those who have children but the children have moved out, cats can become proxies to help satiate the genetic motivators that lead people to become parents in the first place. What I’ve found most interesting with the internet over the last few decades is just how quickly the feline has dominated it.
The vast majority of animal images I’m presented across the internet are cats. Sleeping, walking, prowling, yawning, or in the case of YouTube “talking”. But these images appeal to both genders, one would suspect that if it was only women (such as was suggested by the studies) that we’d see a dominance of women sharing the imagery. At least anecdotally I see an even distribution of people across both genders replicating and spreading these images across the net.
Now to clarify, the reason I’m upset with the internet is that for the life of me I can’t find the studies we researched. It’s borderline infuriating, if I search for anything with cats in the name I’m hit with arts and crafts, ICHC, or other totally unhelpful data. Perhaps I need to expand my search engine pool.
The theory is interesting however, while I’m going to bet the primary goal of domesticating cats was to have them around to kill things that would otherwise have a grand old time
killing people (rats, snakes, and so on), I can’t help but wonder if the structure of their faces lead most people to produce the same hormones that they would when presented with an infant.
Basically I’m thinking that cats have become so widely adored because they push our genetic buttons. Don’t get me wrong though, I have no problem with things that excite dopamine release or hinder uptake. In this particular case I imagine a cat is much healthier than Heroine or Tobacco. Frankly as one of our kittens sleeps against my leg and I look at her snoozing face I’m certainly feeling pretty darn good.
So yeah, something to think about. Perhaps if you find the study work drop me a line, I’d like to add it to here.
My Cat–The Evil Genius
0I just came to the startling realization that of our two kittens, the quiet one, is quite possibly evil. She has a very consistent desire to chew up anything rare in your house. Got a stack of penny business cards? Meh, this is not acceptable for my pallet. But this, this rare gold leaf from the depths of King Tut’s Tomb? Oh I will chew this, I will chew this with the delight of a thousand children dancing in a ball pit.
Our cats like straws, in fact I’d say they love straws. But Venus doesn’t just like any straw, she likes your straw. Anytime I have a drink she can be surrounded by 30 straws and look up at me, silently planning her assault.
She’s exceptionally good at getting straws out of cups, both from open top cups and the coffee cups with the tiny slit in the top which I jam a straw through. (I’m told you shouldn’t do this, hot liquids + plastic equal chemical leakage).
The thing that lead me to write this was what I just realized tonight. A few times in the last few months she’s knocked over cups of water in the middle of the night. I thought it was because of how fluffy she is and that she was just bumping them. Today I saw the truth with my own eyes!
She looked up at my cup and said “This moisture shall be mine!” Put her paws right up on the rim and tried to pull it over.
So all this time when she’d knock over cups, it wasn’t an accident, it was pure evil genius.
She’s the cutest super villain I’ve ever known. I look forward to seeing what other devious things she’ll unveil upon us in the future. I suspect she might be one of the smartest pets I’ve ever lived with. Then again Artemis knows how to open medicine bottles…
Tomorrow we’ll get back to other stuff. Sometime soon I’ll post pictures of these cute little fuzzy children. From back when they were little living blips on the floor to the nearly full grown kids they are today. The internet can always use more cat pictures.
Kids–Particularly Furry Ones
I had plans to write more today but I got attacked by the Children. Namely our Calico Cat, Artemis. She decided that all night long was the perfect time for me to play with her. When I decided I’d prefer to sleep she promptly pimp slapped me.
Alternatively walking on me, or trying to eat me feet, or exhaling stinky kitty breath in my face at least once. She managed to escape punishment by being painfully adorable.
So my brain is basically slush, my entire work day was just one long drag of exhaustion and now I think I will pack up my brain today. This weekend anytime I see her sleeping I’m going to poke her, or play with her, or meow in her ear.
Vengeance will be mine!