This is the same cat who thinks he's a dog.

Here follows a perfect example of why you should never ask me about my cats (oh, and for the record, "Pimp" is a nickname, not a status):

Pimp: how is the little beasties?
Me: The dog is still nearly dead.
Me: The one cat still licks the fur off her butt.
Me: And the other cat is turning into a dolphin.
Pimp: that sounds weird...
Pimp: does he swim a lot or what?
Me: No. You know that trick the trainers do where they put their hand out in the air and the dolphin jumps up to hit it with his nose?
Me: My cat did that tonight.
Me: Completely unprompted.
Me: I put my finger out to indicate "One hour 'til feeding time, silly."
Me: And he jumped up to hit it with his nose.

Thursday's Child

Do you have any humans who do that for you?

I could swear that some of the kids I was a councilor for this summer did almost the exact same thing. Since when does a locked elbow, wrist cocked at 90 degrees, with all 5 phalanges extended mean "Let's see how much we can crowd up, and then, let's see if we can jump high enough to hit it with our noses"?

Rachelskirts

Thursday's Child - Wanna be my first trainee? Jump, dolphin, jump!

Nice trick. I once had a cat that liked to perch on my shoulder. Did that make him my Parrot?

Rachelskirts

Anonymous - Absolutely!! Hahaha, wow, I'm jealous now. It's more piratey to have a parrot cat than to have a dolphin cat.

Fuse!

Sorry about the Anon post, but yeah, Onyx was cool. A little mean, though. :/