My cats always run into the washroom while I'm doing my 'business'. They know they have me captive within petting distance, with not much else to do at that moment but reach down and give them a scratch. I don't read on the can because I'm never in there long enough. Plus if I'm reading something good, it encourages me to stay in there overtime and my legs start to get numb. I hate that.
Anyways, it must be worth it for the cats to run in and get their few seconds of scratches. I can't help but wonder though... Is enduring the stench a good trade for such fleeting affection? Maybe they forgot how bad it got the last time. Maybe they're gamblers, hastily taking their chances, keeping their toes crossed that refried beans weren't on the menu recently. Perhaps they think it would be rude or too late to bail. Or it may happen that by the time the stink hits their nose, the scratchin' is so good that they don't even notice how thick the air is anymore.
Perhaps this is analogous to relationships. We race in, hoping to have the guarantee that someone is there to pet us. Occasionally, there's a bit of a stink. Maybe turning on the fan or spraying some flowery-smelling stuff helps. Perhaps we adapt. Sometimes we find ourselves taking a step back to evaluate the tenuous trade-off of stench for affection. And there may be moments, usually as we foresee the likelihood of our impending death by suffocation, that we high-tail it the hell outta there as fast as possible!
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Cats in general like the smell of ass.
Funny what we will endure for a bit of affection. Although, at the first indication of ass, I generally high-tail it outta there. No affection is worth enduring that. What I have to perfect is booting HIM outta there.
Now, you're a clever girl and have been around cats and animals all of your life, right? You must have known that petting them at that particular time would create the scenario you descibe. Then you proceed to blame the cats for having an affinity to-----.
Could it be possible that you are lonely on the jon and deliberately conditioned your cats to come in at those times? Or maybe, like some guys, take a perverse pleasure in subjecting other poor creatures to natures discards? Or, oh, forget it!
Yes, I agree that them coming into the washroom is a pavlovian thing. However, I wasn't sure what happens with animals when there is an equally negative stimulus-response to their behaviour. What happens then?
Alas, the my brainpower must be used on other pursuits of understanding today. Perhaps there are no answers there either...
Well, now you know. It would seem all creatures, alas, even we humans, desire "stroking" above all else, even noxious olfactory stimuli. Who will protect us from ourselves!??
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