As a teacher, the best way to teach a kid is repetition . The more times you repeat it the easier it is for the kid to learn it. So perhaps the repetition that you’ve referring to, perhaps it like the child has helped you learn.
Last year the lady who fed the feral colony was no longer next door. I am afraid she might've passed away. Still, in the 7 years since there was a round up and fix of her colony, with only 2 queens who were not caught, the colony was down to one queen and a fixed female. There had been some cats who would show up for a meal, or two. I started feeding the two in late February. In April, a blue-eyed tom showed up, with a ratty collar so I knew he wasn't feral. The second time he showed up, with the two feral members chasing him off until they were done, I called 'here kitty, kitty, kitty.' He turned around. I would sit out with him so he could eat without being chased off. Then, in May, he showed up with a bloody foot. I brought him inside. I tried to find a way to get him into my vet, but they were busy. I isolated him over night and the next day he wasn't bloody or limping anymore. I took him to a well pet clinic, got him snap tested. He was free of FIV or FLuk. Middle of summer, Mama brought her kittens. There were 2, one who was brave and a sibling. They were very long-haired like their aunt - Fluffy. I named the brave one Braveheart and the sibling Scardy. I finally got someone to help me catch and fixed Mama, Scardy and Braveheart - meanwhile, Braveheart had walked into my house. So, I have this beautiful, long-haired tabby with white and the most adorable blaze on his nose. Mama, had, however, had another litter of kittens. Over the winter a dilute orange boy showed up, also fixed, and he and Fluffy became best buds. Then, a bright orange cat, very scared, showed up. The dilute cat, already fixed, I named Ging from a TV show. The bright orange cat I named Red. Red, was not male... and she had kittens. Having had kittens, she's moved to the top of the feral colony pecking order. But Braveheart, he was born feral, of a feral mother, but he lets me pet him. Not exactly sitting in my lap, but he isn't a stray like the blue-eyed boy - who I fixed and named Frank.
Greetings from Drayton Valley Alberta Canada. And what did the kitten say to mom "What are we going to do today". Mom replied in low growl "What we do every day, plot to take over the world."
Yes in enjoyed the story. But I kind of hope the cat would jump on the ambassadors I’ll say a lap. After all he was around a lot . Good for thought on final words !
I like the idea of a human teaching am Allen about their predator pet but their reactions in these kinda of stories are also overly exaggerated. It's a cat, not a tiger. The human is like 6x bigger and more massive than the cat. Most predators go for smaller prey or art the very least weaker prey a human is neither of those to a cat. Even an prey species alien would know that. Lynx and bobcats who are actual fetal feline predators don't stalk cows and elk. They are way above their grade
Mosquitos kill more humans than other animal. Size isn't necessarily an indicator of danger. It's a movie, but remember the compis in Jurassic park (or the game Ark, if you played that). Plus, you need to look at the situation from the perspective of the alien not from YOUR perspective as a human. I remember in sociology class when we studied the Snacirema tribe who used a sharp face scraper device as part of their daily rituals, among other strange activities. Turns out, that's "Americans" spelled backwards and that activity is simply "shaving".
@@Texas240 yes but the mosquito itself is not usually what kills people. the mosquito is a vector which transfers parasites such as malaria. so it isn't the mosquito that kills you but the microscopic parasite that invades your red blood cells. but the story clearly suggests that the alien is aware of what a predator animals are. no predator animal human or alien is going to try to attack a creature that appears to be dangerous to it. it can't. if cats tried attack cows or dear for example the would get stomped or gored out of existence and eventually they would go extinct. predators go for easy prey. to a cat we do not appear to be "easy prey" as stated before we are many times more massive than it. get it mad and it'll certainly try to defend itself but it would rather avoid the tall scary creature. an alien who is aware of what predators are like would know this. sure some particularly though or sneaky predators might be able to take on something somewhat larger than it but there are limits to how much it'll go for. its not a matter of strange people with their strange habits. i readily agree the concept of keeping a pet might be completely novel to an alien. but the thought that a 10 lb cat is never going to appear dangerous compared against an adult human male.
Human: "That's my kitty."
Cat: "You belong to ME."
This is true. I am the bipedal servant my animals.
I'm wondering how long it will be before the ambassador adopts a kitten and realizes that he has just been enslaved for life.😂😂😂
The terror that iz kitteh!🙀
As I once said to a rescue "Thats a BIG purr for such a tiny kitten" 😁
As a teacher, the best way to teach a kid is repetition . The more times you repeat it the easier it is for the kid to learn it. So perhaps the repetition that you’ve referring to, perhaps it like the child has helped you learn.
"We can be warriors when we have to be, but that's not all we are." Life would be so much simpler if it WAS all we are.
The first rule of living on a Deathworld: everything is prey.
Don't forget, cats used to be VERY helpful in dealing with vermin. So there was a degree of transaction to it originally.
living with a cat is living dangerously. there is never a 0% chance they will not kill you. they just have that nap they have to take care of first.
Last year the lady who fed the feral colony was no longer next door. I am afraid she might've passed away. Still, in the 7 years since there was a round up and fix of her colony, with only 2 queens who were not caught, the colony was down to one queen and a fixed female. There had been some cats who would show up for a meal, or two. I started feeding the two in late February. In April, a blue-eyed tom showed up, with a ratty collar so I knew he wasn't feral. The second time he showed up, with the two feral members chasing him off until they were done, I called 'here kitty, kitty, kitty.' He turned around. I would sit out with him so he could eat without being chased off. Then, in May, he showed up with a bloody foot. I brought him inside. I tried to find a way to get him into my vet, but they were busy. I isolated him over night and the next day he wasn't bloody or limping anymore. I took him to a well pet clinic, got him snap tested. He was free of FIV or FLuk. Middle of summer, Mama brought her kittens. There were 2, one who was brave and a sibling. They were very long-haired like their aunt - Fluffy. I named the brave one Braveheart and the sibling Scardy. I finally got someone to help me catch and fixed Mama, Scardy and Braveheart - meanwhile, Braveheart had walked into my house. So, I have this beautiful, long-haired tabby with white and the most adorable blaze on his nose. Mama, had, however, had another litter of kittens. Over the winter a dilute orange boy showed up, also fixed, and he and Fluffy became best buds. Then, a bright orange cat, very scared, showed up. The dilute cat, already fixed, I named Ging from a TV show. The bright orange cat I named Red. Red, was not male... and she had kittens. Having had kittens, she's moved to the top of the feral colony pecking order. But Braveheart, he was born feral, of a feral mother, but he lets me pet him. Not exactly sitting in my lap, but he isn't a stray like the blue-eyed boy - who I fixed and named Frank.
Kity
KIBBY!
Greetings from Drayton Valley Alberta Canada. And what did the kitten say to mom "What are we going to do today". Mom replied in low growl "What we do every day, plot to take over the world."
Yes in enjoyed the story. But I kind of hope the cat would jump on the ambassadors I’ll say a lap. After all he was around a lot . Good for thought on final words !
Exactly! with how much the ambassador was around their no easy the car would at the very least investigate them
I suspect all these stories are AI generated. Overly repetitive of the theme.
Sometimes using the exact phrase over and over.
At least it was a short one. Most AI stories are over an hour long.
I like the idea of a human teaching am Allen about their predator pet but their reactions in these kinda of stories are also overly exaggerated. It's a cat, not a tiger. The human is like 6x bigger and more massive than the cat. Most predators go for smaller prey or art the very least weaker prey a human is neither of those to a cat. Even an prey species alien would know that. Lynx and bobcats who are actual fetal feline predators don't stalk cows and elk. They are way above their grade
We watched our house cats stalk 🦌 deer. The deer stomped and scared them off, but the cats did dream of a Great Hunt.
Mosquitos kill more humans than other animal. Size isn't necessarily an indicator of danger. It's a movie, but remember the compis in Jurassic park (or the game Ark, if you played that).
Plus, you need to look at the situation from the perspective of the alien not from YOUR perspective as a human. I remember in sociology class when we studied the Snacirema tribe who used a sharp face scraper device as part of their daily rituals, among other strange activities.
Turns out, that's "Americans" spelled backwards and that activity is simply "shaving".
@@Texas240 yes but the mosquito itself is not usually what kills people. the mosquito is a vector which transfers parasites such as malaria. so it isn't the mosquito that kills you but the microscopic parasite that invades your red blood cells.
but the story clearly suggests that the alien is aware of what a predator animals are. no predator animal human or alien is going to try to attack a creature that appears to be dangerous to it. it can't. if cats tried attack cows or dear for example the would get stomped or gored out of existence and eventually they would go extinct. predators go for easy prey. to a cat we do not appear to be "easy prey" as stated before we are many times more massive than it. get it mad and it'll certainly try to defend itself but it would rather avoid the tall scary creature.
an alien who is aware of what predators are like would know this. sure some particularly though or sneaky predators might be able to take on something somewhat larger than it but there are limits to how much it'll go for. its not a matter of strange people with their strange habits. i readily agree the concept of keeping a pet might be completely novel to an alien. but the thought that a 10 lb cat is never going to appear dangerous compared against an adult human male.