I'm becoming quite convinced that George does this sort of thing just to mess with you! He's a lovely cat, very snuggly, but it hides his inner badass.
Leave some tuna outside the door he left from. If he's within smell radius, he'll be on that stuff like.. like a glutton cat on tuna :) Either that, or you'll have an assortment of extra cats at your door!
*giggles* If you have a lot of strays in the area, I pretty much guarantee it!
From what I know of George, he's pretty familiar with the outside of his house and is confident in being outside. I'd say that he's unlikely to actually get lost or freak out about being outside the way a lot of indoor cats would!
"Walkabout" is a term I ganked from fearsclave who in turn grabbed it from Australian Aborigines. Wikipedia has this to say:
Walkabout refers to a rite of passage where male Australian Aborigines would undergo a journey during adolescence and live in the wilderness for a period as long as six months In this practice they would trace the paths, or "songlines", that their people's ceremonials ancestors took, and imitate, in a fashion, their heroic deeds. Merriam-Webster, however, defines the noun as a 1908 coinage that refers primarily to "a short period of wandering bush life engaged in by an Australian aborigine as an occasional interruption of regular work", with the only mention of "spiritual journey" coming in a usage example from a latter-day travel writer. To white employers, this urge to depart without notice (and reappear just as suddenly) was seen as something inherent in the aboriginal nature, but the reasons may be more mundane: workers who wanted or needed to attend a ceremony or visit relatives did not accept employers control over such matters (especially since permission was generally hard to get).
In other words, yes. George has been gone for 24 hours, longer than he's ever been gone, and I AM NOT WORRIED.
Oh oh sure, I know what a walkabout IS, I just though, lol, that you guys called loose cats such as a rule. But yeah, I might just gank that myself. =D
Ever watched Crocodile Dundee? (It came out when you were three! Gah!) There's one part where he's talking to the female lead, and she asks him what happened to his wife. He said that he went walkabout and when he got back she was gone. She asks how long he was gone and he says a couple of months. His friend says "Try 18!" She just stares at him and says "And she didn't wait around? Strange girl!" It made me laugh every time.
The icon picture says it all: "Look, Mom, I'm street pizza! Guhhh! Betcha wish you treated me better when I was alive, don'tcha! Nya, nya! Psych! C'mere, ya big dummmy, and gimme some tuna! What's a guy gotta do to get breakfast in this joint, get run over?"
Cats are like people. Some of them can be assholes occasionally. You should threaten to give him to a group home for juvenile delinquents.
Oh, I've told him that next time he tries that I'm sending him to military school. Barring that, I'm going to keep him chained to a radiator in the basement, under a tarp.
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Cats.
He's never been gone all night before.
*waffles*
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I may end up with fifteen new buddies!
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From what I know of George, he's pretty familiar with the outside of his house and is confident in being outside. I'd say that he's unlikely to actually get lost or freak out about being outside the way a lot of indoor cats would!
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Is "walkabout" the Canadian term for "got out again and hasn't been back in a few hours"?
I like your phrasing better!
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Walkabout refers to a rite of passage where male Australian Aborigines would undergo a journey during adolescence and live in the wilderness for a period as long as six months In this practice they would trace the paths, or "songlines", that their people's ceremonials ancestors took, and imitate, in a fashion, their heroic deeds. Merriam-Webster, however, defines the noun as a 1908 coinage that refers primarily to "a short period of wandering bush life engaged in by an Australian aborigine as an occasional interruption of regular work", with the only mention of "spiritual journey" coming in a usage example from a latter-day travel writer. To white employers, this urge to depart without notice (and reappear just as suddenly) was seen as something inherent in the aboriginal nature, but the reasons may be more mundane: workers who wanted or needed to attend a ceremony or visit relatives did not accept employers control over such matters (especially since permission was generally hard to get).
In other words, yes. George has been gone for 24 hours, longer than he's ever been gone, and I AM NOT WORRIED.
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There's one part where he's talking to the female lead, and she asks him what happened to his wife. He said that he went walkabout and when he got back she was gone. She asks how long he was gone and he says a couple of months. His friend says "Try 18!" She just stares at him and says "And she didn't wait around? Strange girl!" It made me laugh every time.
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He's playing abandonment games with you...
Cats are like people. Some of them can be assholes occasionally. You should threaten to give him to a group home for juvenile delinquents.
Re: He's playing abandonment games with you...