when i was younger i used to think the choice of a trumpet as the instrument to herald the apocalypse was bizarre. like really? the tumpet? bwaaa? but then i heard a hunting horn while out on a walk and understood just how hair-raisingly eerie a lone trumpet could sound carried on the wind.
hearing trumpets in an orchestral symphony: beautiful, impressive, moving
hearing a trumpet unexpectedly without any accompaniment or context:
wore my thigh high boots on a walk today and we had to take a path through some long grass and while everyone else was rolling their pants into their socks and putting on jackets to protect themselves from ticks i was standing there smug as hell in my thigh high leather boots.
Serious explanation here: she’s teaching them the instinct of being alert around enclosure openings! For example, if these were wild cats living in a bush, they’d run the risk of a larger predator running up to the opening and grabbing one of them. The mother cat is also only bapping them lightly without claws, so those slaps are more of an annoyance meant to get the kittens’ attention, and to teach them to keep their eyes out for potential threats.
