Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Territorialism
Since we just moved into a home where another cat already existed, we have learned the fine art of territorialism. At first the cats were closed off in their respective rooms. Then they moved into following each other around the house, and the best we can describe it, they were on hissing, spitting and growling terms. However, the younger of the two, the invader of territory was also rather presumptuous. She would lay on the ground and roll over and taunt her enemy as if to say, " Ha Ha Ha, I'm in your territory." She even did her job in her enemies kitty box! Now if that isn't presumptuous, I don't know what is!
But it seems, there was a communication beyond our understanding. Because it seems that their growling, hissing and spitting terms has been transformed into playing. They are now chasing one another around the house, first the younger chasing the older, and then they come back with the older chasing the younger. It's brought a certain new life, and more relaxed attitude to the older cat, whose nick name I gave as "bitch kitty." She now seems to have a newer spring in her step, a playfulness that we haven't seen before.
If only this could happen in the world's international struggles. That somehow the territorialism can be transformed into a playfulness, instead of guns, wars, etc. Maybe there is something we can learn from the catworld. I wonder what their secret truly is. I wonder what was said that changed them from hissing, growling and spitting to playing with each other. If we could know, it would be a true treasure.
But it seems, there was a communication beyond our understanding. Because it seems that their growling, hissing and spitting terms has been transformed into playing. They are now chasing one another around the house, first the younger chasing the older, and then they come back with the older chasing the younger. It's brought a certain new life, and more relaxed attitude to the older cat, whose nick name I gave as "bitch kitty." She now seems to have a newer spring in her step, a playfulness that we haven't seen before.
If only this could happen in the world's international struggles. That somehow the territorialism can be transformed into a playfulness, instead of guns, wars, etc. Maybe there is something we can learn from the catworld. I wonder what their secret truly is. I wonder what was said that changed them from hissing, growling and spitting to playing with each other. If we could know, it would be a true treasure.