Depressing thoughts on pets
UPDATE: MSNBC wrote about the same thing I was writing about the other night. They mentioned Jon Katz, whom I think is the coolest contemporary writer on pets. (Temple Grandin would be the coolest contemporary writer on lifestock. Wildlife...dunno.)
This afternoon Steve and I were making lunch and Lina was standing around meowing and I said to her, "Every moment someone's not paying attention to you is a tragedy, isn't it?" Then later Steve's friend Christine came over to visit - she has two kittens - and they both agreed that that's how cats think.
But I don't remember my brother's cat Mousie acting like that most of the time. Like most Malaysian cats, he was an outdoor cat, going where he liked and coming home for naps and dinner. And then I realize that as predators with a natural home range of a couple square km's (IIRC) most housecats must be bored out of their minds.
Things like the cat macros/LOLcats internet phenomenon illustrate it well - the kind of infantilism that pets stimulate even relatively sane people into displaying. It's a failure to treat a certain class of animals as "not brethren...other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendour and travail of the earth" (Henry Beston), but solely as screens to project our emotions on.
Breeding animals into disgusting and bizarre shapes, trying to compensate for their confinement by showering them with toys, and believing that they'll perish without premium diets... This for animals whose association with and use to humans originated from the application of their talents in hunting and scavenging. The modern worldview on pets has taken two great little predators and turned them from humans' commensals into parasites.
Man, I should go to bed.

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