Cat Yoga


It’s not often that she can’t sleep, but when she does, she practises yoga.


Author: Mara Eastern

I'm a sardonic blogger, snapper, scribbler and rhymer; a virtual space invader who indulges in cheerful negativism, morbid self-deprecation and bleak humour.

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    1. Thanks! ๐Ÿ™‚ Let me explain: the cat assumes various unlikely positions when she’s washing herself, and when something disturbs her, she half-rises without getting up on her feet and looks intently around. That’s what’s happening here ๐Ÿ™‚ As to her fourth leg, I think it’s hidden under her hind leg, it would be somewhere…


      1. Thanks for the explanation! ๐Ÿ˜‰
        These last days I heard a very little kitty mewing relentlessly.I surmise that it was looking for someone to give it food and shelter.I wonder if it is dead by now. :/


        1. Oh my, that’s making me quite sad… I’m too sensitive when it comes to cats. By the way, did you ever have a pet, like a dog? I understand you’re not having one now that you leave for college, but how was it before, if you don’t mind my curiosity ๐Ÿ˜‰ ?


          1. Oh,I had a dog called Bongo.He died in 2012,aged 14,as a result of no longer being able to walk properly – his hind legs weakened gradually along his latter years,as is often the case with German Shepherds (Bongo was a cross-bred between a German Shepherd and a Labrador.)

            To be honest,nobody at home ever bonded with the dog,though my father might tell you otherwise.Bongo was only some weeks old when he arrived at home,and I myself was still a kid.He was mischievous and full of energy,and,naturally,liked to jump on everybody.I was full of apprehension on the few occasions when he was allowed to roam freely in the yard while I was outside playing.In fact I used to wonder how dogs in movies were always well-trained while mine just jumped around.

            As we grew into adolescents and got taken up by the routine of school and tuitions,everybody somehow forgot about Bongo.We all knew we had a dog,and my father never failed to give him his food.At night he was allowed to go outside his rather large enclosure.He was also always regularly vaccinated.But that was all the attention he was ever given.

            My father,who is a rather coarse individual at home,was the only one who was in constant contact with Bongo,but he was never affectionate – he is devoid of such feelings.Everyday when he had to serve Bongo his food,he would shout at him ”Hey,go there!” or something like that.

            When I grew up and gained exposure with the outside world via the internet,I understood that we did wrong with Bongo,that he was meant to be loved and not only to be given the minimum comfort.

            Oddly enough,Bongo had a relatively great life.Here,although many claim to be dog lovers,very few will allow their pets to come inside their house.Worse still,they hold the cruel idea that a dog is merely a surveillance organism whose sole job is to scare potential thieves away; in return it is is entitled to food for the rest of its life.For instance my neighbour confined his dog to a very narrow kennel and the poor creature,as opposed to Bongo,was never allowed to roam freely in the garden.Instead he had to live with his excrements and had very,very little space to walk.
            Oh,and dogs are left outside even during winter!

            I’m totally different from my fellow countrymen and always maintained that I’ll do things differently from them.When I’ll have enough money and a really large backyard,I’ll have a dog and let him in my house,however shocked others might be!


          2. Wow, what a comment! Enough material for a post, isn’t it? ๐Ÿ™‚ I very much appreciate that you shared your story. Thank you for it!

            I think many people have similar stories with their pets — me including! I used to have a dog but didn’t pay him attention enough in terms of playing with him and training him. I doubt I was yet even ten when I had the dog, so I wasn’t mature enough to know better.

            Dogs here are very often treated the way you describe too — just as guards for the house rather than pets. Nothing wrong with expecting the dog to do something, but just feeding the creature is clearly not enough. At least now I’ve learned it and though I only have my cats, no dogs, I try to treat them with lots of attention besides giving them the basic care ๐Ÿ™‚

            I will remember your story, so in a way, you did something extra for Bongo now…


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