I am shamefully guilty of anthropomorphizing the behaviors of my cats. And before, them, of my dog.
I know many of my cats' hide outs, but not all of them, although I can guess. I suspect they use the hideouts to get some quiet time. Sometimes, when I am stirring about and talking to them, they come out from hiding, sometimes, they do not. Frequently, they appear as if out of nowhere, which is a little spooky. But nice.
The most recent enigma is the hiding spots for Taki. She is still so small, there are many nooks and crannies where she can hide. Tonight, I could not find her, and after looking around I orally made a comment that I wondered where she was. A few minutes later, I saw her on the bed (where she had not been when I previously looked.) I attributed her look to be very sad. Forlorn, Dejected.
Earlier, she had been sitting on me, and was doing very well until she started biting and I scolded her. And, finally I had to put her down, as she would not stop biting. That is when she disappeared. So, I can understand if she was a little sad. But, we reconciled.
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