Which activities make you lose track of time?

We all know that Louis Catorze can tell the time; look here, here, here and here for examples of when he has proven this. And, after a few days of living with our chat-sitteur whilst we were in Scotland, he worked out what time her alarm went off and ensured that he started the screaming just beforehand.

However … are they actually capable of altering the passage of time? Or is that a step too far, even for a black vampire cat with demon/alien ancestry?

If you have ever experienced any of these, could the cat(s) have been responsible?

⁃ A peaceful night uninterrupted by a cat – if, indeed, you are lucky enough to experience one of these at all – despite the fact that you live with a cat (Feels Like*: 60 minutes, maximum).

⁃ Being TUC with a cup of tea on a cold, miserable work day morning (Feels Like: 3-5 minutes to you, longer to the cat).

⁃ The vet administering any kind of pill to your cat (Feels Like: 0.4 seconds).

*In the U.K., they often tell us the temperature but then add “Feels Like: [a different number altogether].” We Brits can only really relate to temperatures below 0°C and those above 27°C, so telling us that this morning it’s 10°C but feels like 5°C means absolutely nothing.

And, if any of these are familiar to you, perhaps you have unknowingly fallen victim to the little sods messing with time in the opposite direction:

⁃ A fitful night interrupted repeatedly by a cat (Feels Like: forever, or longer if it’s a full moon).

⁃ Being TUC when you’re desperate for the loo (Feels Like: variable depending on weight of cat and distance from loo, although even gossamer-light cats can make one paw exert horrendous pressure when it pushes on your abdomen).

⁃ You administering, or attempting to administer, that same pill that appeared to take the vet 0.4 seconds (Feels Like: forever³).

Little sod.

I once had a deeply religious colleague who would say that the feeling of time speeding up, with weeks appearing to pass like days, was a sign of Armageddon approaching. Cats are known Masters of the Dark Arts, so why WOULDN’T they hypnotise both us and time itself through some unseen power?

Where will this end: in a universal feline uprising? Or, as my ex-colleague predicted, in Armageddon? Are they even different things?

“Feeling bored, might press button later, IDK.” (Picture from twitter.com.)
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25 responses to “À la recherche du temps perdu”

  1. mary mcneil avatar
    mary mcneil

    You are so right – except that I have trouble believing the dictator of North Korea has a black cat that he allows to sit on his desk. Unless perhaps it is a supernatural ghost/vampre cat that he can’t see, one of those apparitions that only shows up on a camera, not visible to the naked eye. Yes. Possibly then.

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    1. iamthesunking avatar
      iamthesunking

      Apparently the cat is/was allowed to gad about all over his office!

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  2. Penny Cooper avatar
    Penny Cooper

    OMG!! Leave a cat around a Red Button?? I suppose generally they wouldn’t press the top, they’d be forever trying to shove it off onto the floor. Me myself have had a very frustrating time Monday until 3am Tuesday, getting showered, makeup, Rock Choir uniform on = 4+hours. Driving 16miles down the road = 40 minutes thank you Google for the inexplicable wild goosehcase down single lane country roads but then I got so angry at the 16miles growing to 24miles at one point that I turned into Sterling Moss only with a touch of rally driving (who knew a 2006 citroën xsara picasso could corner, brake, u-turn, reverse maintaining a speed of 30 mph all in almost one manoeuvre?? My petrol went down at an alarming rate and my language was blue – did I remember to turn the sound off on my dash cam?) yet through all this crazy journey I managed to do it in less than the specified 31 minute estimate from Google. Then I sang my heart out at my fellow Rockie’s wedding, my blood pressure dropped and I nearly passed out, having to then sit for 2 hours waiting for my head to stop spinning instead of going home, eventually feeling like I could wearily walk to my car and sit for another 30 minutes to feel safe enough to drive and arrive home nearly 3 hours late. I suffered sheer tiredness waiting for 1am to come for my daughter to pack her family in her car to drive to Scotland and of course, when the coast was clear for me to drive to my daughter’s house I realised I had fallen asleep until 2am, hadn’t packed my things and didn’t get here until 3am. Then I was assaulted by Dolly when I walked in, quickly followed by 2 cats who have pestered me trying to trick me into feeding them in the middle of the night, telling me that mummy didn’t feed them in the evening. Cheeky and Theo are like Gremlins, you absolutely mustn’t feed them after midnight because for the next 2 nights I’m staying they will stomp all over me all night begging me to feed them. At least Louis wants his food, as soon as I feed these 2 you can’t find them anywhere, it’s just all about waking me up over and over again! They are my grandfurbabies, so I obviously forgive them straight away as any good nanny should so!

    So my time has been bent this way and that, me worrying I would miss singing at the wedding, driving like an absolute idiot and using 1/4 of a tank of petrol and then rushing at silly am to get over to look after the babies, where will I get the energy from to sort Thumper and Miffy out in 3 hours? (currently in the bathroom with the uninvited company of Merlot, Cheeky and Theo)

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    1. iamthesunking avatar
      iamthesunking

      So … they wake you for food, then hide, then wake you again?

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      1. Penny Cooper avatar
        Penny Cooper

        Of course, that is the black cat mantra. They don’t just wake me, they have zoomies all round the house, literally leaping of high surfaces and thundering around, mainly Theo on his own but Cheeky actually joined in the rampage about 5am and it ended up being a sort of hide in plain sight and seek with stealth! Merlot was flummoxed he doesn’t understand why you would unnecessarily use so much energy when you could be snuggling! I’m utterly exhausted already!! Xxx

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        1. iamthesunking avatar
          iamthesunking

          It must be awful with more than one of them rampaging!

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          1. Penny Cooper avatar
            Penny Cooper

            Like thunder without the rain, you cannot be sure you won’t be on the receiving end of a strike lol https://media.tenor.com/I06bYW6O_lgAAAAM/wave-edit.gif

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            1. iamthesunking avatar
              iamthesunking

              🤣🤣🤣

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  3. Mme Chapeau avatar
    Mme Chapeau

    Timon is not really accustomed to sitting on my lap.
    When I’m TUC, I’m so happy that it never feels long enough to me.
    😺
    Of course, it can happen that I’m desperate for the loo which makes the bliss vanish a bit.
    🙁

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  4. Herman avatar
    Herman

    Armageddon… Well yes! Just watched the last episode of Black Mirror on Netflix and there it was for real… Armageddon! I couldn’t sleep last night… 😦

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    1. iamthesunking avatar
      iamthesunking

      Ohhh, I’ve not seen the latest series yet!

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      1. Herman avatar
        Herman

        Oh no… so sorry for the spoiler! Blame it on the strong and hot espresso a few minutes ago… 😉

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        1. iamthesunking avatar
          iamthesunking

          Oh, no worries! An Armageddon ending isn’t such a surprise for Black Mirror!

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          1. Herman avatar
            Herman

            Hahaha… yes, so true! They will never leave you with a happy feeling when the episode is over…

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  5. alicephilippa avatar
    alicephilippa

    Being allowed to sleep? What’s that? Yes, Tabbi “I’m not well you know” Kat I’m looking at you.

    When TUC they know exactly where the full bladder is located and exactly how much pressure to apply to cause maximum distress.

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    1. iamthesunking avatar
      iamthesunking

      Oh yes, they know!

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  6. Kate Crimmins avatar

    Love the photo!

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  7. Mme Chapeau avatar
    Mme Chapeau

    Timon is not really accustomed to sitting on my lap.
    Therefore, when I’m TUC, I’m so happy that it never feels long enough.
    😺
    Of course, when it occurs, I can get desperate for the loo which makes bliss vanish a bit.
    🙂

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    1. iamthesunking avatar
      iamthesunking

      And I’m sure he knows thar, which is why he picks that moment!

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  8. Charles Huss avatar

    I love that last picture. I know our cats can indeed tell time. We even have one that can read minds and knows ahead of time when we want to take him to the vet.

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    1. iamthesunking avatar
      iamthesunking

      Oh, I know those moments! When you know that they know and everyone is trying to Act Normal.

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  9. cat9984 avatar

    Typing with a cat seems to take forever

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    1. iamthesunking avatar
      iamthesunking

      Does the cat swipe every time you do a keystroke?

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      1. cat9984 avatar

        Or walks across the keyboard

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