Book Review: The Trainable Cat

The Trainable Cat: A Practical Guide to Making Life Happier for You and Your Cat
by John Bradshaw and Sarah Ellis

Hardcover, 352 pages
Published September 13th 2016 by Basic Books
ISBN 0465050905 (ISBN13: 9780465050901)
Edition Language English

I've never struggled so hard to finish a book!  I purchased a paperback copy of "The Trainable Cat" over a year ago, and every time I picked it up, I got lost in the words.  I never finished it.  This time, I found the audiobook through my local library, and believed that listening to it would do the trick.

Nope.  I KNOW that cats can be 'trained', or habituated, to certain behaviors.  Coming when called by name, not fearing the veterinarian or taking medicine, and learning to live with other cats.  So, my mind was ready, willing, and able to LEARN from this book.  But, I feel that I've just spent several days beating my forehead against the desk.  "For example" and "thus" were spoken over and over and over again...I think I just got hung up on the poor writing style.  Shame on me.  No doubt, I'll try again to slog through this book at a future date, maybe when we are considering adding another new kitty for the household.  What I'd really love, would be a video, or a class I could attend where I can witness the training/habituation.

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But Wait...There's More!

Yesterday's post: Thankful Thursday: It Was Only A Dream! continues!

I am an astronaut, preparing to go into space.  I walk through the laboratory in my space suit, covered in a thick uniform, with huge boots and an even bigger helmet.  While scaling a set of stairs, my fat boot catches in the slats of the stair rail, and I am forced to climb on the outside of the stairs in an attempt to free myself!

When the scientists on the laboratory floor see me hanging from the stairs, they hit the alarms and STOP THE COUNTDOWN!  All I want is for someone to help me untangle my foot, but the powers that be decide to scrub the mission entirely.

Now I am a very upset and frustrated...and grounded...astronaut, and once divested of my moon-suit, I leave to stop at my favorite thrift shop for some shopping comfort.  Inside the shop are tiny glass cat figurines, no more than an inch in height, but they sparkle in the sunshine.  Blue glass, green glass, smokey grey glass!  I also find a pair of earrings with cats dangling from long chains, made from ceramic beads.  As I carry my purchases to the cash register...Angel Alarm!

Wow, these two nights have been sorta stressful!  Cat Yak, Mission scrubbed...I need a vacation!

Again, since I have no photos of this new cat adventure, here are Da Boyz:

Chili Bruce, in the bathroom window

Manny, who is not amused

WHEW!!!

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