There’s a cat in this house that was generally pretty lethargic and not that interested in me. She visited, though, and one day I did a tantrum. Boy that woke her up! Didn’t scare her, she just came alive. The other day I did a bigger one – and my energy was fairly intense, focused and primeval – and she transformed into a wild cat.
I swear it, I tell no lies. She growled from deep inside her. I had to spend some time reassuring her that I wasn’t some giant predator!
Well, she’s much more active now and vocal. But still, she does what she wants. Today she was sitting outside my door. Wouldn’t come in. I stood for a while making inviting noises, but she didn’t budge. So then I said fine, don’t come in, and went inside.
And she came in. What is it about cats?! Maybe they can sense a person’s desire to control them, and they don’t like it. Can’t say I blame them, I don’t like it either.