Cats will always beat dogs!

As you might be aware, I do a number of radio shows throughout the week from my internet radio siteThe Wilson Waffling Radio Station – catchy name or what! As well as these shows, I also present a show on the university radio station (Radio YSJ) and part of this show involves a competition with my co-presenter, Alex. This week he won, but I really don’t understand how he did it!



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Not my cat - or dog! Original Image from pixabay.com

Not my cat – or dog!
Original Image from pixabay.com

A long time ago now, I went down to my mum’s house to find that she had found a kitten/cat up her tree meowing and obviously lost. Because she had a dog already, I agreed to take it in and look after it until the Cats Protection League could take it off my hands. As you can probably imagine, they never did take her away from me, and hopefully Tosca (that was the cat’s name) had a great life with me until sadly she had to be put down due to stomach cancer. (pause for a sad moment and the wiping away of a single tear). One of the new segments on the radio show is when Alex and I decide between two options and then put it to the vote with the listeners via a StrawPoll. The winner gets a point and the person with the least number of points by Easter has to buy the other one an Easter Egg! This week’s ‘This or That’ – that’s what the segment is called – was Dogs or Cats? Alex chose dogs and with myself having the cat option, for which I was pleased, the options went to the vote – and the result was….DOGS WON!!! what! how can this be! I think some of you might have been mislead by your wolf like companions, so here are the reasons why you should have gone cats!

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  • Less licking! – Well, this section says it all! Let’s for a moment consider, and maybe write down, where a dog’s tongue goes…come on…think about it. Once you have covered all of its own body parts, consider the floor, the ground, what it sniffs…I could go on but quite frankly my OCD is going bananas just thinking about it. Now I am not saying that cats do not lick all those places as well, far from it, I know they do but, and this is the crunch point – cats very rarely lick you! The number of people I see receiving ‘doggy kisses’ or letting their dog lick their faces and hands etc! Cats are more refined and more sensible about their licking. My cat only used to lick my hand just before she bit me – obviously she didn’t want to get her teeth dirty.

  • “…but the thought have putting my hand within a plastic bag and picking up something warm and ‘squishy’..”

  • Less demanding – Independence is a great thing. As we are growing up it is something which we strive for and that moment when we get our own house key, phone, or even house is a great moment. Living a single life – yes I know that’s hard to believe, but I am STILL single – I have the advantage of being completely independent, doing what I want, when I want to – of course within reason. Cats mirror this life style. They are independent beings living with you in an almost symbiotic relationship. They make your room look homely when they are curled up in front of the fire and act as a hot water bottle for your lap when you are chilly and, in return, you feed them, let them out and give them the occasional stroke. Dogs on the other hand I can only imagine is like having a five year old child living with you. Always needed to be walked, or fed, or played with or even just given attention. You never needed to get back to walk my cat mainly because she had a magnetic cat flap to come and go as she wanted. Although this had its advantages it also came with some negatives. In order to activate the cat flap she wore a magnet on her collar and this had the habit off attracting metal objects. She once came home with a metal nail attached to it and once I found her trying to get through the flap with a spoon attached horizontally! It was like one of those old comedy films when they try to get through the window with a ladder round the wrong way! Of course the magnet prevented other cats getting in so she would pick a fight with them then run home and through the flap. I would then be woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of a cat fight through the flap – I often thought I was being invaded!

  • And finally…

  • Poop! – I know this one might get me into some trouble, but my cat used to spend a lot her time out and about, roaming and hunting in the local field. She only started to use a litter tray in later life…although this had to have a cover on it, since in her old age she would often ‘miss’ – hope you are not eating breakfast! She often used to bring my trophies back from her field exploits – mice, shrews, small birds you name it. Often I would wake up in bed to find her sat on my chest with the ‘trophy’ still dangling from her mouth, slightly twitching. One of the main advantages of the field was that she did her ‘business’ out there. Before I get a barrage of hate mail from gardeners – I know that it is not pleasant to find cat pooh in your rose bed but I’m sure like a good cat she did her business and then covered it up so it didn’t spoil the ‘look’ of the bed. With dogs, it is a completely different story. I’m so pleased that dog poop is now more often than not picked up, but I don’t think I could do it at all. At a push I might be able to use some sort of plastic device, but the thought of putting my hand within a plastic bag and picking up something warm and ‘squishy’ – I’m sorry I just can’t go there! I think dogs are pretty clever, not only do they get their owners to take them for walks, but they also get them to pick up their poop!

  • I hope this might have made you all reconsider your initial vote and realise how much better cats are than dogs 🙂 Of course, you might have your own views and I look forward to hearing/seeing them in the comments below or on Twitter/Facebook. Look out for when this topic gets discussed on the Waffling Wednesday Show on my own radio station where you will be able to contribute via Twitter and Skype (wilsonwaffling).

    Although I will never get another cat, its only through writing this that I have remembered the fun times me and Tosca had together and in a strange way, how much I miss her. I hope she is still enjoying the fields in the kitty heaven although being the independent sort, I’m sure she has long since forgotten about me.

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    2 comments for “Let Me In! – Simon’s Cat – YouTube

    1. Profile photo of Longshanks
      February 19, 2017 at 2:00 pm

      Would be cool to play an one off, one of the dungeon crawls you made! Maybe the 8 level one!!!

    2. Profile photo of David Thompson
      March 21, 2017 at 12:05 am

      I miss those early days so much. The current state of rpg’s , the rpg xubculture if you like, doesn’t feel like it did back then. I can’t quite put my finger on it.

      I was introduced to Advanced D&D 1st Edition, by my sisters boyfriend (the BEST boyfriend of the many she had IMHO..), who showed me S3 Expedition to the Barrier Peaks module after discovering I enjoyed computer based adventure games, I was hooked immediately and it wasn’t too long before I was hanging around the local game shop, Games Gallery, from which I was invited to join in a game run by the assistant manager, who was to become my long and good friend Steve, who was coincidentally, the reason I got to work at the local branch of Games Workshop for a time. Working there, in those days, before it became a Warhammer only shop, was amazing. It was the proverbial kid in the sweet shop!. Staff discount made it even sweeter – 50% off GW’s own products, and 25% off everything else. We also ran a great rpg club, with about 60-80 members at its peak.
      I was always the GM for my main group as no one else had the time it took to prepare a game properly, though after a few changes to the group, and people from the club popping up, I eventually got to play. Games by a company called Fantasy Games Unlimited (FGU) were very popular in all of my groups. FGU sold games such as Bushido, Aftermath,Space Opera, Chivalry & Sorcery, Freedom Fighters, and Bunnies & Burrows, but there were many many more games, by many different companies, covering all sorts of genres – and I still have them all. Many were, as was the style back then, table and chart and rule HEAVY. We loved that. Comparing themto the current crop of “rules lite” systems, I would certainly go back to the old games instead. We played these games sometimes 5 days a week, as for a time we were all unemployed. It was all we did.
      I often spent days creating scenarios, making maps, creating player characters as well as npc’s. I found it quite therapeutic, as is miniature painting – thousands of the little buggers packed away testify to the time I spent doing it. My “toy soldiers” as my brother in law calls them…
      I used to get quite attached to my favourite characters, and whilst one or two died over the decades, most did not.
      For almost all of my characters I would go overboard by most people’s standards. I like to have an image for my characters, whether a photo or artwork. Sometimes I will see an image and that is the base for the whole character, built around the image.
      I always believed as a player, that giving the GM a detailed background, list of goals, motivations, friends, contacts and enemies, will help the GM bring my character into the game more, by using some of what I have given him in the game. As a GM I like to see what players come up with for their characters, and will often use it in the game. It involves the player more, makes the game more personal if part of the game is suddenly about them, and it can help the players become more invested in their characters.
      For myself, I would often map out the characters home, create a family tree, siblings, etc.
      For our Star Trek RPG (by FASA Corp), I created the whole crew of a 500+ personnel star ship… All as detailed player characters. Unnecessary and a bit OTT I know, but it helped bring every department on the ship alive, every member of the landing party was a person not simply a red shirt.

      I am often bemused whilst watching streams when I see the gm of a streamed game pull some “new” idea out of his box of tricks, and the players are like “wow!”, “that’s original”, “I would never have thought of doing it that way!”, knowing we did it 30-40 years ago.

      The games my most recent group and I played/ran, were very detailed games with a lot of depth. Quite dark games too, mature themed, and often very emotional and intense. Having played with the same people for nigh on 20 years, you create a bond, a closeness and familiarity that allows you to communicate in a way you couldn’t, with people you don’t know very well.
      I have been brought to tears several times in recent years during the last (decade long) game we played ,as some scenes were simply too emotional or powerful, overwhelming (GM was a bastard – but an EXCELLENT GM).

      Sadly the group folded, but the GM offered to keep the game going for just me, which he did for a few years, which to be honest I really needed, as it helped me through a bad depression at that time).
      Over the years I have experienced a lot of things because of rpg’s, and made some great friends, too. I have a lot to be grateful for, regarding rpg’s. I was discussing with my brother in law, my collection of rpg’s and miniatures. When he realised how much they are worth, (some regularly sell for £100’s!) he always tells me to sell sell sell. He doesn’t grasp what they mean to me .
      Yet I won’t. Part of me hopes and prays that I will get a local group together (even some of the old group!) and start using them again. But aside from that, as my memory fails, little by little each year, these boxes and books and miniatures on the shelves are my constant reminders of happy and sad and exciting moments, and great fun, and more importantly, great friends.

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