Are your cats trainable

Are your cats trainable or are you just fooling yourself

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If you throw a stick your dog will run as fast as he can to retrieve. He will bring it back in hopes you’ll throw the stick again, and you do.

Just try throwing a stick and expect your CAT to fetch it, THE JOKE IS,

“It would be easier to train that stick to fetch the cat”.

Just in case you haven’t noticed, cats are un-trainable, they will only do something if they want to and, or if there something in it for them.

If for one moment, you entertained the idea that your cat just listened to you and “did what you wanted them to do”.   You have just been duped/had.

They did it, that ‘whatever’ thing because the cat wanted to do it, not because you think you finally trained them.

Cat-scientists say they are the only known species that has not been through major changes in their evolution. They say,  that cats first got domesticated by the Faros in Ancient Egypt, but most say they go back at least 9000 years. Today our domesticated inside living cats would still have no trouble surviving in the wild. So their hunting instincts are still there.  But, … why would they leave? They have it made right here.

Now, have you ever upset your cat? Eh

Take, for example, that you went out in the afternoon and youcat peeing cartoon

“FORGOT TO FILL UP their CAT DISH”. And they ran out of food!

NO  food.

You’re back and you just opened the door and you see your cat perched up in a spot, WELL, where they’re not supposed to be.   So, do they have a way of getting even or at least getting your attention? Didn’t think they were that smart. “Don’t be surprised, evolution says, they’ll never change, but yoooou will” And, YA, …  they are that smart.

They will brazenly sit there long enough until you make the big “eye contact” then they leisurely come down off the mantel amongst all your Royal Dalton collectibles. “NOW YOUR CAT says, DON’T FORGET to feed me NEXTIME”! They just give you, that mental gesture. “Or the finger in our language”


So, make no mistake, your furry lovable Cat friend is your buddy because he lets you be his buddy, “not the other way around”. Consequently, contrary to a dog, you can’t really own a cat and guaranteed one thing for sure, “You wouldn’t teach them to fetch you a beer”.

Please check this site out, The difference between cats and dog.

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Addiction Habits are they the same

Everybody is addicted to something, hooked on something, anything.

It seems to me the brain gets tweaked, doing the same thing over and over and it seems to pick up speed in the sense it remembers you should be doing something, something you did a number of times before, like a natural body reminder.

Addictions/habits I believe are same but different.

Everybody talks about being addicted to drinking, smoking or drugs and going to the gym at the same time. We are regimented to take our medicine on time. (And that’s a good thing) Go to school on time, etc.

Our mind is easily trained and hooked.

When the addiction word comes up, it always refers to drinking, smoking or drugs. But are you hooked on anything else?   Sure, everybody is. That’s why they’re all habits and all habits can be broken.

So, scientists say it takes 21 days to break or make a habit. And I think that’s quite possible.

Latest NEWS Flash ….. A new study says it takes 66 days to break a habit.

Sure smoking is addictive and hard to quit,  everybody, doctors included, tells you it’s an addiction and could be treated with “other drugs” Then when you beat the habit, you find yourself saying, “but I sure like that stuff the doctor gave me. Can I have some more … I feel a craving coming on.”

I watch our cats. They are repetitious and they like routine. Are they addicted to waking you up at 6 am every morning?  Do they watch that clock, can they even tell time?  But they are on time every time.  Are they addicted or just in a routine or are they habit freaks?

I’d like to think some of us are smarter.

I’d like to think that we are smarter than our cats and if it’s a habit, train your mind to think differently.  It’s only a habit, remember the 21-day rule.

All companies spend big dollars to convince you their product is better and cheaper than the rest. Their strategy is for you to get used to their product and then you’ll keep buying it.


A few years back, car manufacturers came up with some interesting thinking. You will always go back to buying the FIRST original car you ever owned. So they target graduating college students to buy their brand of vehicle.  Only one stipulation,

they’ve never owned a car before and this is their first one.

I, myself, try not to get into a habit, like having a cigarette after sex. The sex is ok, but the cigarettes have to go.

That’s a joke because I don’t smoke!

So I would like to think humans are smarter than a repetitious animal, as loving as they are, they are still routine/habit freaks.

We should be smarter than that, without exchanging one drug for another. Let’s all get with the program. If it’s not good for you, your body will tell you. Give it a good try and then just … change it.

So after saying all that,

 Meet you at the coffee shop tomorrow at the same place, same time as we always do. ……. “HABIT”

I’m not saying it’s easy to change some habits, but I would like to think we’re all smarter than our furry friends.

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My Rescued Dog #Sixpaque

      I wrapped my scarf twice around my face and neck, as I stumbled through the snow to reach my car and drive to our shop.  This morning, the temperature felt to be at least -30 degrees, and I hoped the guys had my (under the desk) space heater turned on. 

At our shop, I made the same round I always do. First, check the grounds to make sure the plow jockey had done his job in clearing away most of the snow, and then say hello to the 3 dogs in the shop next to ours.  Usually, I was greeted by their barking, but this morning, I didn’t hear a thing.

Those poor dogs, 1 German Sheppard, 1 Doberman, and 1 Sheppard/Pitbull cross, were huddled together in a dog house with no straw or protection except their own dirt.  Their chains were so short, they couldn’t even get away from the doghouse to urinate.

I took all 3 dogs to our shop where they slowly came back to life, with some water, food, and a lot of rubbing and attention.  Now, what do we do?

After a few phone calls, I found out that the owner was in the hospital and his helper, who was supposed to take care of the dogs, was in jail. After long conversations by phone, the owner thanked me and asked if I could find homes for them, as it was unlikely he would ever get out of the hospital.

And that is exactly what we did. The Sheppard went to a friend of ours who owned a wrecking yard, and who had lost one of his own dogs due to old age. The Doberman went to another shop just  4 doors down from us, and the smallest and youngest dog we decided to keep.

That turned out to be the best thing we ever did. His name was Six-Paque, brindle in coloring, and had the sweetest disposition imaginable.

When springtime came around, Six and I were walking around the complex where our shop was located, and a young man came up the driveway towards us. He stopped when he saw my dog, but the strange thing was, that Six stopped too and just stared at this man. The young man called Six by name, and our dog slowly walked up to him. They both recognized each other but didn’t know what to do. It was one of those moments when I thought my heart would stop beating, for I immediately realized that this was the helper that had been in jail.  We talked for a few minutes, in which time I made it clear that Six was going to stay with us.  As jail boy had no permanent residence, he reluctantly agreed that he would not take the dog.

The minute he started walking away from me, I called Six, and he ran towards me as fast as his short legs could carry him. Licking my hand, he watched as jail boy left, and it seemed like a big weight was lifted off him.  His big brown eyes looked like they were thanking me for love and gratitude.

Well, he obviously didn’t want his old life back. That was plain to see!

Over the years that we had him, he was never tied down. He had free run of our home inside and out and listened better to us than our kids did. He gave us pleasure in so many ways, it is hard to put in words, and after 15 years (when he passed) we still tear up when we talk about him.

So now everyone knows how we came to have the name Six-Paque for our website, our company, and our Blog.  We will never forget the unconditional love that beautiful dog gave us and made out lives so much better for being with us.