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10 Smells Cats Can't Resist

Cats have heightened senses, and enjoy smelling all kinds of things, even things we humans think are pretty disgusting. Whatever the case, their noses are usually working overtime, and there are certain odors that seem especially attractive to the feline sniffer. 

Here are the top 10 smells cats can’t resist. 

10. Anything dead
Like dogs, many cats enjoy whiffing, and then sometimes rolling around on something that’s expired – and I’m not talking about a jug of milk. Outdoor cats have way more opportunities to happen upon a dead bird or chipmunk. Indoor cats wish for those opportunities, but instead settle for No. 9.

9. Invisible, mystery spots
Have you ever noticed your cat obsessing over a mystery spot on a rug or carpet? There’s nothing visible, but they won’t leave the spot alone. They smell it, roll around on it, and sometimes try to cover it … the invisble mystery-thing. I know it’s something in the fibers of the carpet, but it’s just so funny to watch them go nuts over something that looks completely invisible. 

8. Another cat’s puke
Another cat’s puke must be incredibly interesting because cats enjoy serious sniffs (and sometimes more) of the stuff. I’ll bet my cats are all, "There’s chicken treats in Phoebe’s puke! I didn’t get chicken treats! No fair!”  

7. Dirty laundry
Oh, the colorful bouquet of a pile of dirty laundry! Piles like these are cat magnets. I wonder what kind of dreams a cat would have while sleeping with a soiled sweat sock against his face? It’s probably aromatherapy for them. I’ll take lavender. 

6. Breeze
One of my favorite sights is a cat in a window, sniffing the fresh breeze blowing past him. I’m also a fan of a nice breeze, but cats’ noses must break down a variety of smells within the air. They probably smell nearby squirrels, flowers, neighbors cooking dinner, and even the open garbage can in the back alley. 

5. Another cat’s behind
I realize cats sniff each other’s rears as a way of communicating and getting to know one another. My cats have known each other for a decade, and they still seem to enjoy a lingering butt-sniff. I suppose it’s nice to become reaquainted now and again. I do with my friends … minus the butt-sniff, of course.

4. Anything we’re eating
If we’re eating it, it must be good. Plus, there’s always the chance of a crumb dropping on the floor. 

3. Another animal’s essence
If I’ve visited a friend and played with their dog or cat, you better believe my clothing is going to get a once-over when I walk through the door. "You’ve been cheating on us.” 

2. A cat who’s returned from the vet
Cats returning from a vet’s office are full of many scents, and the other cats must sniff the alien feline from afar in order to identify the odors. Plus, the further away they are while they sniff, the less of a chance they’ll be the next passenger in the Pet Taxi.

And the No. 1 smell cats can’t resist is … drumroll, please!

1. Us!
Cats adore us and our natural essence brings them comfort and happiness. Whether we’re wearing dirty or clean clothes, they want to rub their faces all over us, letting the world know we belong to them. And we gladly accept every bit of it … and even grab a cat-huff or two of our own!
http://www.catchannel.com/

“I am sorry” – an open letter from a South African expat

 The overwhelming theme of South African bloggers and writers lately seems to be the attack of the expat. How dare we leave South Africa and still think we have a right talk about our homeland? It’s like once we step on that plane, we are suddenly obligated to forget our lives there ever existed, or at least we seem to be expected to forget all the bad bits, lest we offend anyone we leave behind.

South African expats around the world seem to be being bashed in every direction I look. Of course we all know the expat (and this also applies to some South Africans who are still living in South Africa) who is constantly moaning and putting the country down and telling everyone how wonderful his new home country is. But not every expat can be or should be tarred with this derogatory brush.

South African expats aren’t allowed to share any ‘negative’ stories about the country, or comment on any South African news if we are judged to be being ‘negative’. I say ‘negative’, because one person’s negative is another’s reality. It seems that you are only allowed to have an opinion on the state of the country if you are residing on South African soil. Or if you are being ‘positive’ about South Africa then that’s ok too.

Which really pisses me off. Yes, we know there are so many wonderful stories and amazing initiatives happening in South Africa – most, if not all of us personally know someone who is fighting hard and making a difference to our beautiful home nation. Many people who live abroad still donate their time, money and where possible material possessions to charities in South Africa. We all fondly remember driving and hooting at each other and waving our flags from our cars after Joel Stranksy kicked that winning drop goal in the 1995 Rugby World Cup. We continued to be inspired by Madiba’s legacy of forgiveness and healing no matter where in the world we live and what colour our skin.

But what most of us cannot forget is the horrors of what we have personally experienced. Mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, cousins, friends, robbed, held up at gunpoint in their own homes, mugged in the street, hijacked, raped and murdered. Ask any expat and I would say that they or someone close to them has been physically harmed in some way and that was a major part of the reason they left. Not all, of course, but many.

Every country has ‘problems’ but not every country has a murder rate and rape rate like South Africa. A murder rate that is only getting higher, not lower, which implies that these problems are not being addressed at all.

South Africans will say they don’t live in fear, but you should try leaving the country sometime, just for a holiday, and see how the rest of the world live. The first time I went overseas was to England I was 15 – we took a taxi from the airport to our hotel and it was about 8am. My mum remembers my amazement when I asked her why people were walking around the streets. That’s what normal people do. They walk to work, they take buses and trains to work. Yet I had never seen that!

So yes, we expats are sorry. Sorry we ever had to think about leaving our beautiful homeland. A place not just close to our hearts, but in our blood, where we grew up surrounded by family and friends who loved and cared for us. Sorry that not only did we think about it, but we packed up our entire lives and actually got on a plane and left.

Ask any expat and I am sure that 100% of them will tell you they cried when they left. They cried for their family, their friends and for the fact that they could not see a future for themselves of their children in their African homeland.

And we don’t simply hop on a plane and start living it up in our glorious new country. Often we arrive with little money because we had to sell everything just to afford the visa and relocation costs. Many of us don’t have jobs for months while we look for work to support our families, both with us and back home. We usually have to start from the bottom and work our way up from scratch, we don’t often walk into cushy jobs with fat cat salaries. It usually takes an expat years to attain a similar lifestyle which we left in South Africa. And you know what? We are happy about it. Because we sleep safe in the knowledge that we have made a decision that is right for us. A decision that is right for our children. And a decision that will be right for their children.

So next time you want to bash an expat, perhaps you could think about what they might have gone through before making a life-changing decision that they believe is in their own, and no one else’s, best interest.

This piece originally appeared on proudlysouthafricaninperth.wordpress.com

http://www.thesouthafrican.com/

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