Do Cats Really Have a Pecking Order?
Watching my five cats, I asked the question again If I had to rank my five cats, I wouldn’t hesitate for long. Kant goes first. Fooku, Nori, and Witty tie for second, and David, the…
Watching my five cats, I asked the question again If I had to rank my five cats, I wouldn’t hesitate for long. Kant goes first. Fooku, Nori, and Witty tie for second, and David, the…
What changed when I started feeding the cats outside my door At 5:50 in the morning, I pick up two stainless steel bowls and knock them together a few times. It’s the signal for breakfast….
I bought a cat water fountain expecting my cats to prefer moving water. Six months of observation, a contamination incident, and eventually using the fountain again changed what I look for in water stations at home.
I used to judge Hodu’s walks by whether she had peed and pooped. After moving to the countryside and following the routes she chose, I began to see sniffing, exploring, and choosing the way forward as part of the walk itself.
A firsthand story of bringing Nori and Witty indoors after weeks of hesitation, an injury, and one decisive morning—and how two stray cats became family.
Hodu and four cats share the same home without constantly staying close to one another. From Hodu’s first meeting with Kant to their life today, this is a record of what living together has come to mean to me.
When six-week-old Fooku came home, Kant hissed, avoided her room, and barely ate. Over the next ten days, their distance gradually changed.
When one cat becomes two, three, or more, living together is not simply a matter of adding another food bowl or litter box. Each cat has different preferences for where to rest, how much distance…