Transcription A Bluesky post from "Slippy", @damnslippy.slippy.me, with a profile picture of a woman with short, purple hair holding a knife: Sincerely delighted to discover, 45 minutes into this nearly-wordless three-hour documentary about French monks who take vows of silence, that among the reasons they \\\can\\\ talk is "to make sure the monastery cats know when it's mealtime by making little kitty-calling noises at them." :::
They do it for themselves, not the cats. The cats know when it’s mealtime, unless mealtime happens at a new random time every day.
Do something your cat enjoys at a specific time every day for a couple days, and you’ve got yourself a furry alarm clock that will make sure to remind you of the time if you forget.
Not just cats. That’s the Pavlovian response. Even YOU and I can be similarly trained.
Based on my Duck search, I assume the documentary is called Into Great Silence.
This is so wholesome :-)
The image is even compatible with scrolling using dark mode, I could ask for nothing more.
Only it was probably not “pspspsp” because as a French speaker, I’ve never understood that English onomatopoeia. It doesn’t make that sound in French. When I try to get the attention of a cat or another animal, it’s usually more of a “dzkdzkdzk” or “tzktzk” sound. A bit like the sound of a kiss but made with tapping the tongue on the roof of the mouth instead of with the lips.
Pspsps is like how a cartoon calls a cat, from my American perspective. As a kid we called cats with a tsktsk sound, clicking tongue against the roof of the mouth behind the front top teeth, as you say. But I hear people use pspsps more now irl so it bled into reality.
I grew up yelling out “HEERRRRE KITTYKITTYKITTYKITYY!”
