tuba4sissies wrote:How about you sell the cats the asian chef from china so he can cook them and sell the meat to hungrey customers who wish to eat cat?
Happy JB?
You still don't get it, do you? I doubt, given what I've read, that you ever will.
My two cats are looking over my shoulder reading this thread. They want to know what a retarded cat looks like.
Dan Schultz
"The Village Tinker" http://www.thevillagetinker.com" target="_blank
Current 'stable'... Rudolf Meinl 5/4, Marzan (by Willson) euph, King 2341, Alphorn, and other strange stuff.
Dan Schultz
"The Village Tinker" http://www.thevillagetinker.com" target="_blank
Current 'stable'... Rudolf Meinl 5/4, Marzan (by Willson) euph, King 2341, Alphorn, and other strange stuff.
Mike TUba wrote:I took American sign language at a community college last year and my hard of hearing teacher told us a story about how his cat will paw at his leg and then act like its is signing instead of meowing...
I have two cats; one is a pain and the other is just fine.
The painful one understands words and situations perfectly fine, but seems to be in a frenzied mental state all the time. (she, BTW is half Abyssinian.)
The sweet one (alley cat) is less smart but incredibly more responsive, so she can be requested instead of threatened when I want her to do something. The frenzied one, however, comes when I call her, while the sweet one comes when the cat food can calls her.
It seems to me that the major problem with cats is getting them to understand what you want; different cats have completely different "languages"...my sweet one uses body language while the frenzied one uses a variety of vocalizations, that are distinct per circumstance. But the body language-speaking cat does better with verbal input than the vocal cat.
Go figure, huh?
MA, who likes dogs but finds them too "enthusiastic" for her taste.
One of our very smartest cats (which I got in Lawrence, Kansas when I taught the tuba students there - prior to Scott Watson) came with us when we moved to Memphis.
Off the subject a bit:
Bloke,
You were the tuba TA before Scott arrived at KU? Were you the one responsible for "altering" a fifth floor practice room?
I've heard this story second hand and I'm starting to believe its a urban legend.
No one who tells you what you want to hear at someone else's detriment is acting in your best interest.
Henry wrote:I respectfully disagree. The major problem with cats (assuming there's a problem in the first place) is not getting them to understand what you want but getting them to believe that what you want has any bearing on what they do....
I would have disagreed with myself if I didn't own a cat who does seem to have a desire to please me; it required a lot of cat communcation learning on my part, and realizing she is not a dog. Your cat may vary.
And of course there are limits....I know better than to leave the door open on a room I don't want them in.
MA, who does not try to enforce anything when she is not present, and who probably puts up with a lot more from cats than she does from men.
That depends on whether it is considered to be a "good thing" or a "bad thing".
Good thing. It was more of a curiousity when I was there. The powers-that-be disregarded the fifth floor for the most part.
*When I walked up to register for some classes I (at that moment) discovered that they were actually charging me tuition...and out-of-state at that Jon Burgess almost left because of this, as well. I simply walked out after two semesters and went back to doing the things I had been doing before. According to what Jon told me, they straightened out his "tuition" thing after I left, but, to me, that was quite too late - and the whole thing demonstrated to me a "lack of interest" in having me be there doing what I was doing. I had not "applied" anywhere (' was primarily planning on continuing my gigs and auditioning around), but passed over unsolicited scholarship offers from South Carolina and UNT to do the "Kansas" thing - thinking there would be more of a "positive cash flow" ...and, yep, that one-person "closet" ("teaching studio") on the no-elevator-access 5th FRIGGIN' FLOOR that they assigned to me demonstrated a "lack of interest", as well.
Not much has changed, other than the elevator access. In fact, they tried something similar with my old assistanship with the band (no more brass TA's except for the grad trumpet in the faculty quintet).
No one who tells you what you want to hear at someone else's detriment is acting in your best interest.