This is very interesting, and actually something I have been pondering lately, as I have noticed a sharp increase in my pets trying to communicate
lately. The cats, for the last several months, have been at my side non-stop while I am home. Here are a couple of tales for you:
The week before last, I had a head injury from my 4 year old jumping off the couch onto my head and neck. After some time in the ER, I was trying to
rest at home. My 6 yr. old tuxedo cat Maya was very concerned about me and did not want to leave my side. She got shut out of the room one night and
nearly took the door off its hinges trying to get to me. The next morning, my husband was in the bathroom and she came in there yelling at him.
Thinking she was asking for food or attention, he reached down to pet her, but she would move just out of his reach, still yowling. Each time he would
move forward a step and she would back up towards the door. He finally realized she was trying to train him to walk out with her. He followed her, and
she ran ahead, stopping once to make sure he was coming before leading him to the bedroom door. He opened it and she dashed in, relieved to be with me
again. Since that morning, she has been using the same meow and method to get him to do things.
Then last week, here in So Cal, we had the biggest power outage in our county history. I was stuck with my kids in another part of town at my mom's
and therefore gave up trying to get home due to the horrible traffic gridlock. My husband finally made it home but could not reach me because of his
cell phone service being down. He finally managed to get in a call to me and I told him I would just stay at my mom's house to avoid the roads.
Around 930pm, the power came back on at my Mom's and I decided to go ahead and try to drive home, a half hour away. But since I could not get in
touch with my husband, he did not know I was coming. So we started off and as we got closer I realized power was not on yet in our part of town but
was too tired to go back to my Mom's.
When I pulled up, my husband was standing at the door with an incredulous look on his face. He told me that about 5 minutes before I pulled up, Maya
suddenly woke up, ran to the front door and yowled for me. He said she paced back and forth and stayed there. He told her I was not coming home
tonight, but she stayed there. Sure enough, I was home several minutes later. I estimated I was not even off the highway yet when she must have sensed
me coming. It is amazing how cats always know!
This afternoon, I was going to clean my cat's water fountain, when I made a discovery. A mother brown widow and her egg sack had taken up residence
behind it. When she saw me lift the fountain up, she ran into hiding. I am not scared of spiders, but with a young child and pets in the house, there
is no way I will leave be a brown widow. I had to pull the bookshelf out and found her cringed in a corner underneath trying to protect her babies. Of
course many people would have run for spray or something, but I just can't bring myself to squish a spider. Besides that, I found the neatly packaged
remains of many pest bugs under there (eg. earwigs, silverfish, etc.) and I think she was trying to be a good houseguest. I tried several times to
gently knock her into a cup, but she was too scared. As a last resort, I pleaded with her to PLEASE come out, that I did not mean her harm..and she
simply could not stay where she was. I am sure it sounded nuts, but it had worked on ants before.
Finally, she tentatively crawled out. I was amazed! I carefully gathered her up and her egg and relocated them as promised, to the field nearby. I
can't think of any reason why she came out willingly, other than pure coincidence, or that she understood my intentions.
I could go on and on, but these are just a few stories as of late.