The Tale of the Cat and the Crickets

Let me tell you a story I recently heard from a friend of mine. My buddy has a pet that is one of nature’s most ferocious and stubbornly independent obligate predators, a creature that quite honestly has no business living among the gentle citizenry of refined society. A creature that frequently enjoys the luxurious trappings of civilization while periodically giving in to base desire. I refer, of course, to the common house cat. The house cat, unlike its larger canine counterpart, maintains close ties to its recent wild past. Feline domestication happened a scant few thousand years ago, and it’s only in the past half century that cats have moved into the house.

Yeah, they’re house cats now, but through most of their domesticated history, they were barn cats, farm cats, and alley cats – lurking, stalking denizens of the night who only came inside for a saucer of milk or a quick chin scratch. Fifty years is not nearly enough time to extinguish the urge to hunt small beasts, both furry and feathered. Cats will stalk insect intruders, attack toes wriggling underneath blankets, hunt reflected light dancing along the wall, fling themselves at dangling strings, shred shoelaces, and murder defenseless houseplants. Unless they’re sleeping (which is most of the time) they are on “hunt mode.” It’s an essential part of the cat’s identity.

In the past year, my friend learned firsthand just how essential; his cat began exhibiting signs of urethral blockage. He would strain when trying to urinate, drops of blood began to appear, and, eventually, the cat was unable to go at all. He was totally blocked and surgery was nearly inevitable. The vet’s diagnosis was stress-induced inflammation of the urethral sphincter. Something had been stressing the cat out, and the resultant systemic inflammation led to a compromised urethral passageway which could no longer handle the flow of urine. Urinary crystals, which normally pass through without problem, began to accumulate, worsening the situation. He eventually had (expensive) surgery to correct the situation (he would have died otherwise), but that didn’t take care of the stress. My friend had to figure out what was stressing his cat out and how to fix it to prevent any future incidents.

Living indoors, the cat’s catness had been stifled. Chasing feather toys and getting loaded on catnip only worked for so long. Eventually, the urge to kill became too much to ignore. This conflict between essential cat nature and artificial environment caused tons of stress. Now, my friend briefly considered making him an outside cat, which would give him access to wildlife and adventure, but that comes with its own set of risks, especially in high-traffic West Los Angeles. He didn’t want a dead cat. What if he brought the prey to him?

A quick trip to the pet store and three dollars later, my friend had several dozen large live crickets in a box. Crickets are agile, crunchy, inexpensive, not nearly as messy as rodents, and packed with protein and minerals, making them attractive prey for a bored house cat. He figured setting a couple loose and letting his cat have a go at them would make up for the hunting deficit and possibly reduce stress.

And it seemed to work. The cat was a master cricket hunter and began hunting and eating several a day (sometimes up to a dozen in a row). He’d play with them, bat them around, snap off a leg or wing, and take his sweet time. More importantly, he stopped showing outward signs of stress. He purred more often and more easily, he slept through the night without going crazy meowing and getting into trouble, he just seemed a lot happier and more content. All in all, he was a changed cat. And he was peeing without issue, largely due to the surgery, of course, but also, according to my friend, due to the reduction in stress. Why does he think it wasn’t just the surgery? He recently moved across the state. As a result, he noticed a recurrence of stress-related symptoms in his cat, including odd litterbox behavior; upping the daily cricket quota eliminated the symptoms.

As he told me this story, I could only think of how analogous this is to our own situation as what Erwan le Corre calls “zoo humans.” Sure, it’s far more complex with people, as our prime directive isn’t just to hunt and kill, but we are animals with certain inherent inclinations toward certain acts, or ways of being, that often directly conflict with certain aspects of our civilized surroundings. And then there’s my friend and trusted colleague, Richard Nikoley, whose blog, called “Free the Animal,” is largely about exploring how our animal natures conflict not just with modern foods/lifestyles, but with political systems and society itself.

What does this cat and cricket story mean for us? Is it just further evidence that animals should be aware of where and how their health might suffer in modern “zoo” life? Does it simply reinforce the refrain to avoid evolutionarily novel foods, habits, and stressors, so long as they are shown to be harmful?

It’s more than that. We’ve got to acknowledge, as Richard says, that we are animals. Moreover, we are animals that seek to be free – free to pursue health, happiness, and free to revel in our animal natures. Animal nature isn’t a negative thing. It doesn’t deserve the negative connotations (savagery, rape, war, hate, fear) cooked up by thousands of years of repression. Animal nature is not “good” or “bad”; it simply is. Empathy and love and compassion are innate and animalistic, and I think everyone would say those are good things.

And so I ask you: what are your crickets? Do you have any Primal, animal instincts that are being stifled? If so, how do you work around them? Or has civilization completely conquered and subdued the human animal inside?

I don’t know about you, but I need my crickets. That’s why I eat all the meat I want, lift what I want, wear the shoes (or don’t) I want. Here are a few others:

  • I need frequent “forest bathing” to feel normal. Hikes, paddle boarding excursions, snowboarding, even just sitting on a beach regarding the waves and sun dipping down below the horizon – immersing myself in nature, even using modern “technology” like books or boards, is a requisite stress fighter. The key is getting away from walled enclosures and into unpredictable surroundings.
  • Lifting heavy things and sprinting keep me sane, whereas endurance training never scratched that same itch (even when I did it for a living). There’s something about giving maximum effort and knowing that this is all you have to give because it’s so brief and impossible to maintain for more than a few seconds that it satisfies you deep down. Running long distance is also a kind of maximum effort, but more mentally trying than physically: is it really a test of physicality if you’re able to do it for hours at a time? I like being limited by objective physical energy, and pushing that limit.
  • Sex. Yeah, it’s the most notorious and frowned upon of all “animal instincts,” but boy does it make you feel alive (and glad to be so). You can stick romantic love in there, too.
  • A bloody steak. I need at least two or three a week. I’m even guilty of not letting the steak rest for five minutes before digging in. I dunno – I sometimes like the juices to get everywhere. I also lick the plate.
  • Companionship, camaraderie, friendship. Having dinner with friends and family. Sharing a laugh. Confiding in someone. Arguing with someone whom you respect, ideally courteously but not necessarily so.
  • Going shirtless. I know, I know. It sounds silly, but there’s just something about shedding clothes that feels right. It’s nothing to do with how I look; it’s all about how I feel.

What are yours?

Hunting? Meditation? Playing sports?

I reject the negative connotations accumulated from millennia of repressive thought that surround the idea of our animal natures. In fact, I think we owe it to ourselves and our health to revel in them. Don’t hurt anyone, but don’t hurt yourself by stifling yourself. My crickets don’t put me at odds with the law, nor do they put anyone else in harm’s way. They might get some weird looks from other people, but that’s fine. This is not necessarily about formally opposing formal political authority. This isn’t picketing or protests. This is merely about recognizing the (passive and nonpassive) ways in which civilization conflicts with human nature, and opposing the instances that become pathological, or harmful to our health. It is going barefoot at the office, or constructing a standup workstation, or eating a pound of steak in the lunchroom slathered in butter?

Tell me, what are your crickets?

About the Author

Mark Sisson is the founder of Mark’s Daily Apple, godfather to the Primal food and lifestyle movement, and the New York Times bestselling author of The Keto Reset Diet. His latest book is Keto for Life, where he discusses how he combines the keto diet with a Primal lifestyle for optimal health and longevity. Mark is the author of numerous other books as well, including The Primal Blueprint, which was credited with turbocharging the growth of the primal/paleo movement back in 2009. After spending three decades researching and educating folks on why food is the key component to achieving and maintaining optimal wellness, Mark launched Primal Kitchen, a real-food company that creates Primal/paleo, keto, and Whole30-friendly kitchen staples.

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  1. That reminds me of one my favorite cat stories. When I was in high school we had a gorgeous black cat as a pet. I recall going to bed one summer night, sleeping with the windows open. Just when I started dozing off I started to hear intermittent squeaks from my backyard. After a few minutes of this I decided to look out the window. Since it was a beautiful moonlit night I was able to see what was going on. Our cat had caught a mouse and was “playing” with it. He’d catch it, let go and catch it again. This went on for some time until I guess the poor mouse was no more. The same cat also caught and killed squirrels on several occasions and brought them home to us as presents.

      1. Wow! That is pretty wild! I was vaguely aware of Toxoplasmosis, but to read about the test findings on the rats and mice, that really is some full on parasite “mind control”. Thanks for posting that link!

  2. You make a good point. We have made ourselves a world at odds with our own natures. I recently left a corporate job that required me to sit still too long and be awake when I should be sleeping. Today, my life is simpler. I have time to walk, time to sleep and time to notice that the linden tree is budding and the neighborhood squirrels seem to have multiplied.

    What are my crickets? My small flock of backyard chickens graciously provide me with both eggs and endless hours of entertainment, and my garden feeds me and lets me revel in the magical way simple seeds, dirt and sunshine become food. Our lives are so complicated. My little urban farm reminds me it doesn’t have to be that way all the time.

    Thanks for a great suggestion on entertaining cats!

    1. “I recently left a corporate job that required me to sit still too long and be awake when I should be sleeping.”


    2. Did the same thing, quit corporate land 15 months ago. I love my simple life, my cats entertain me and are far better ‘cubicle’ mates then I previously had. If I get a stressed feeling or feel the need for fresh air, a 3 minute drive and I can go hiking at 10 am on a weekday with not a soul around. I have cut back expenses and would gladly give up even more ‘luxuries’ at this point as long as I could stay out of an office for good! Boy have my priorities shifted the last few years.

    3. Their is a fantastic chance I will be quitting my job tomorrow. Oh how awesome it will feel when I leave. Time to live life EXTREMELY simple!

      1. Until there is phonetic spelling your simplicity will still need to include the distinction between “there” and “their”!
        You either have a “simple life” or “live life simply”!

    4. Same here. I left a hyper-prestigious, hyper-intense corporate job that required me to ignore my body’s and mind’s needs in the service of making money – my need for sleep, for healthy food, for wearing shoes that don’t hurt my feet, for staring at things other than a computer monitor, for spending time outside, for adequate rest and relaxation, for socializing with my friends. To me, the money wasn’t worth it, and I could feel my health declining because the natural needs of my body and my mind weren’t being met.

      No more. I started my own practice last month, and now I get to set my own schedule and decide what my working conditions are. And if I want to go for a walk in the middle of the day to admire all the beautiful flowers in my neighborhood, I can do that now.

  3. Hey Mark,

    I think this story is a good example how evolution inside a specie is much slower than the learning process a single individual can have in a lifetime.

    Some things are still in our genes and we can’t ignore them if we want to have healthy and happy lives.


    1. The word “species” is used for both the singular and plural forms of the noun.

  4. about once a week, when its sunny outside, ill run to a forest area near by. Ill take off my clothes and paint my self to look like a tiger, run into the trees. Then when night sets, ill lie in wait for the foolish deer to cross my path, unknowing that man-tiger awaits him in the bush. When that imbecile deer is munching its precious last bit of grass, ill spring out and end its life with a bite to the throat, then thank the forest spirit for my food that night. i will then walk home with the deer in my mouth, and its blood covering my naked-tiger stripped body.

    1. You were stripped but the tiger was striped!
      More conventional to use “I’ll” rather than “ill”.

      1. Thanks Nigel, people love it when you correct them.

        Rather than treat each comment like a “Where’s Waldo?” book for typing errors, why not try and contribute something meaningful? For instance, my “crickets” are long shirtless walks in the sun with my dog and nights spent lounging around with the fam. What’re yours?

        1. Obviously Nigel’s crickets are correcting others grammar errors. I can appreciate that! Does Nigel have tattoos or piercings; probably not…sounds like a civilized gent.

  5. This article reminded me of a quote from the movie, the African Queen:

    Humphrey Bogart (Mr Allnut): A man takes a drop too much once in a while, it’s only human nature.

    Katherine Hepburn: Nature, Mr. Allnut, is what we are put in this world to rise above.

    How sad that so many people follow that belief. My personal crickets are hunting and fishing. Even then I strive to keep things as simple as possible. It was a long time ago that my traditional archery equipment replaced by Hi-tech compound bow and my Kayak replaced my motor boat which had been loaded with silly electronic fish finders.


  6. I do this too….
    “A bloody steak. I need at least two or three a week. I’m even guilty of not letting the steak rest for five minutes before digging in. I dunno – I sometimes like the juices to get everywhere. I also lick the plate.”

    Forest bathing – so that’s what it’s called. I didn’t go out as much this winter as past winters and I seriously missed my walks on the trails in the local park. I’ve been able to get out recently and I feel much better now.

    Going shirtless – at least here in the U.S. not an option for females. The closest I get is a camisole. Also there are some men who I would also rather not see shirtless…

    1. “Going shirtless – at least here in the U.S. not an option for females. The closest I get is a camisole. Also there are some men who I would also rather not see shirtless…”

      There are MANY places where it is actually legal for women to be shirtless in the US. We are just culturally programed to ignore that fact. I sometimes think we need to just stage a ‘it’s legal lets do it’ day so no one is going it alone. And then do it often enough that it just becomes the way it is.

      1. Where are those places?

        I can get away with it on my farm, but a couple of times I’ve gotten caught.

      2. Noctiluna, given your use of ‘we’ I am going to assume you are female. Women have made great strides over the past century in being able to wear less restrictive clothing (among other things like, oh say, voting), but the ‘cultural programming’ of which you speak that keeps most women from taking advantage of laws that allow their public shirtlessness is called ‘rape culture.’ If a woman is sexually assaulted, in our culture, one of the first things we look at is what she was wearing. Have you heard about that 11-year-old girl who was gang-raped in Texas a few weeks ago? There is video of at least 18 boys and men raping this child. News articles about the attack almost always mentioned that this particular girl “dressed like a 21 year old,” with the implication that the 11 year old was obviously asking to be raped. I don’t know what 21 year old woman selects her clothes in the morning hoping to snag a gang rape, but that is beside my point.

        My point is that every day in this culture, we question women’s rights to control their own bodies. If a woman dresses a certain way, and a man behaves in a criminal, or even just unpleasant, way to her, we blame the woman for the encounter because she was the one who chose the outfit. There are lots of laws being proposed in this country that would take away a woman’s right to control her own body if she happens to be impregnated.

        I wish, I wish, I wish that I could enjoy the same privilege that most men have, to walk around shirtless and just feel the sun on my skin. But given that at least four times this *winter* I have been verbally harassed by strange men on the street while I was wearing a damn parka, I don’t think it’s going to happen anytime soon.

        1. Great point Tina.
          When we live in a Utopian society, where women are not treated like sexual objects, then I will feel comfortable going topless.
          That said, Noctulina’s idea is not totally out of the question. Large groups of women going topless would be safer and it would make topless females seem more common place.
          Still, the issue is more complicated than that. 🙁

    2. Topless is definitely an option in the US. Many (but not all) communities outlaw exposing one’s genitals or anus. Breasts, of course, are neither.

      I live in Austin, TX and going topless is completely legal here. There’s a city park with a spring fed swimming hole called Barton Springs. Women (and men) go topless there all the time.

  7. like mark, i need my steak, sunshine, windsprints, and heavy lifting. i also need gut-busting laughs – specifically with my best friends, playing with kids, and wrestling around/play fighting. doing something creative (singing in the shower/car, dance, art, writing) has been powerfully de-stressing, too, tho it doesn’t strike me as particularly primal…

    …and i didn’t know that cats were so recently domesticated. this explains why they always think they own the place. i am more than happy to leave them outside to not try to run my life.

  8. Sex, nature fun-time, finding things to eat outside, gardening (and the resulting acute awareness of the weather), competitive running and bicyle riding in the countryside. Naps, camping trips, no-shower weeks, dancing and nudity are up there too.

    I think the term “zoo humans” is particularly apt…

  9. I had one of my recurrent nightmares last night: it’s the “lost in the city” nightmare, where I’m in a dark, industrial city, and I’m lost, and I can’t find my way out. In the version of this dream last night, I was actually crawling under the floorboards of a house, through cobwebs, toward the light!

    I think this is about my life in Houston, where I work during the school year. Right now, though, I’m at my farm in TN, where I’m usually happy. My “crickets” are gardening, walking with dogs, “hunting” with a camera, no running water (heating hauled water up on the stove and pouring it on myself and my dishes), spinning and knitting and weaving and sewing, etc.

    But right before I have to go back to Houston, I have my “lost in the city” dream usually.

  10. Loud music.

    I have a need to periodically crank up my favorite tunes and then just get lost in the beat and the feeling of the music.

    I’ve always believed that music is one of man’s most primal activities and I recently read an article about drum circles and a quick search shows that they’ve been discussed a bit here at MDA.

    Sounds right to me.

    1. Sounds like me – I have an Mp3player on my bike, usually blaring at full blast.

      Sigh, my family to have a cat like this. We had a system – I’d mimic his hunting chatter to alert him there was a moth or mosquito hawk in the house. If the bug was too high up, the little brat expected me to hold him up while he nailed the bug.

      Sadly, his life was shortened and nearly by those “greenies” treats that are supposed to be good for him. He was better off eating the bugs.

      1. My “youngest son” (a Siamese) was the only one of my three who was a *rabid* moth eater… There was one month a year where these fat (juicy {shudder}) dusty moths would be all over the place, and at night, as I walked down the hall to the bedroom, Rico would stalk alongside me — watching as I used a fly swatter to whack (probably 15-20 of) these icky things off the ceiling, and he’d pounce and devour. By the bedroom door — his whole face was moth-dusted! But he LOVED those bedtime snacks! (I just wanted ’em out of the house… If that meant through a cat’s stomach, okay-fine.)

  11. I also love being outdoors-skiing, hiking, kayaking, whatever…I love stroking moss covered trees and rocks; it feels good! I love gardening, and even though my land is tiny (maybe a total of 50 sqft), I try to dig into the earth and see what worms are underneath, and weed and sow seeds and harvest delicious foods.
    I also love spinning yarn, touching fiber that was (usually) on an animal beforehand, smelling the ‘sheepy’ lanolin smell. I love going to (happy) farms or wool festivals and looking at all the different sheep! (And eating lamb!)

    1. Think about a square foot garden, google that. They’re cheap and space efficient

  12. Mark has spoken before about the innate “primal” nature of children when they play. My two year old son is a perfect example. All he ever wants to do is run, jump, climb things, pick up large heavy (for him) objects and move them around…

    And all of these activities were vital to ancient human survival. And it occurred to me recently that as parents, we spend a lot of time telling our kids NOT to do exactly those things: “Don’t run in the house! Don’t climb on the bookcase! Don’t try to move the furniture! Stay off the stairs!”

    We do it to protect them from hurting themselves, and also to protect our stuff from getting damaged or broken.

    But I wonder if this constant stifling of their instincts might (at least partially) account for the “terrible twos”. This is the time in their lives where they’re *supposed* to be honing these skills, and we’re constantly trying to tame them.

    Might this explain the ensuing power struggles and tantrums over trivial matters?

    In the summer we can spend a lot more time outdoors and allow the kids can be more free to run and climb. Playgrounds are awesome for that. But most of us can’t be in that environment all day, every day.

    And it’s even worse in the winter. We had so much snow and bitter cold this winter that playing outside was rarely an option.

    1. Yes. I love this perspective. My son is always experimenting with dropping things in water or ‘testing out gravity’ by throwing different objects down on to the floor. Sometimes it gets old but I like to try to have the attitude that he is just seeing how things work, which is true most of the time.

  13. awesome blog idea Mark, I often try to make a similar point in conversations with my family and friends but I have never laid it out so comprehensively as you have. thanks for the material!

  14. I have two furballs and can very much relate to this on both the human and feline levels. I try to play with my cats as much as I can, not only for their good but for mine – the antics are enough to make me crack up laughing. The Himalayan loves to play in the (dry) tub, and the Angora needs her soft fuzzy ball to play with.

    My crickets are grass fed meat every day, walks outside, meditating at least an hour a day, my book collection and getting together with friends.

    The zoo humans is very apt – those of us that live in apartments/condos/townhomes – the cage imagery is spot on.

    Time to go for a walk outside in the finally here MN springtime!

  15. I go mountain biking. If I don’t go a couple times a week I get antsy, grouchy and downright hard to be around.
    I know, a high tech mountain bike isn’t exactly primal. But, I think it it sratches the primal itch. I get to be in the woods. I get some good old fashioned adrenalin going. It is a varied workout. It requires a lot of concentration, so I forget all my other worries for awhile.
    So, that’s my crickets…..

  16. Awesome post Mark!
    We had a cat growing up that was a house cat. He went from a barn cat to the house, pretty much went nuts and would throw up 2-3 times a day sometimes. Finally, I remembered my mom threw him out of the house one day, looked at him, and told him to “live or die, your choice”. That cat disappeared for 3 months, and I was sure he died out there. But one day this cat was sitting on our porch, 3 times as big as before and 10 times as happy.
    What’s funny is that I always felt something in common with that cat, like we both had a kind of instinctual animal nature. I could tell he needed to be outside just as I did. that’s probably why I’m drawn towards adventure racing and crossfit and a paleo lifestyle.
    My cricket is adventure. I need more in my life right now. I don’t even think it matters what it is, just need something to do out in nature that’s risky and makes me feel alive.

  17. Hunting. Eating meat. Dancing in the desert with a mask on my head. Waking up at dawn and walking to the fire while the moon sets behind the hill. Creating art. Road trips. Riding horses. Walking in the woods nearby.

    1. I love that! Creating art IS primal! I never even thought of that but it’s definitely one of my crickets too! I do computer 3d modeling for work but sometimes I need some clay in my hands or to finger paint!

  18. Dance of all sorts, but particularly partner dancing of some kind. Salsa is a must in my week!

    Sex. Even though I’ve chosen (for a number of complex reasons) to be celibate for the first half of this year, I definitely indulge in self-loving…and I look forward to July!

    Brazilian jiu jitsu. There’s just something about grappling that I LOVE. I’m working to find more time for it in my life!

    Connecting with my kids. This is vital. I love to get them outside, but I also love to get involved in complex games with them, art projects, deep bedtime conversation, silly games at the dinner table, you name it. And from the primal perspective, I would’ve gone completely nuts without breastfeeding and my much-used mei-tai (baby carrier)!

  19. Kind of ironically, watching the cat (I think he’d be offended if I called him MY cat) hunt is one of mine. It’s kind of a reminder that you can take the animal out of the wild but it’s hard to take the wild out of the animal. It would be more fun if he would stop treating my toes as prey, but they’re about the only living things he gets a chance to actually hunt.

    Being in the water. Not so much swimming for the sake of getting from A to B or exercise, but splashing around and wading/floating. I’m lucky enough to live in an area with a hot climate but cool, spring-fed water available year-round.

    Sunlight on bare skin is definitely up there, to the point where I pay the ridiculously high entry fees for the local clothing-optional swimming hole a few times a summer, since my apartment balcony overlooking a busy area kind of restricts what can and can’t get sunlight. (Swimming without a suit is also a really nice feeling, too.)

    Climbing to the top of a high peak and seeing the view. I’ve been in spots where even just climbing the embankment at the side of the road was far more spectacular than the view from road level.

  20. Mark,

    I do get the point of your post as I own cats myself amongst reptiles, birds and tarantulas. It is a challenge and a responsibility to keep house pets stimulated for optimal health and harmony. However feeding any of your pets with crickets from a “Pet Megastore” is just like playing Russian roulette with the animals life.

    I used to exclusively feed my tarantulas off of crickets from my local Petsmart and as a result I’ve lost several healthy normal tarantulas to poisoning at the same time. I’ve also lost a few crickets that managed to make it to the floor and were consumed by the cat before I had a chance to stop it. Which at the time I wouldn’t have interfered because the cats enjoyed it and I didn’t see anything wrong. I live in a bug free house due to my cats insect hunting capabilities and I definitely encourage it. Well some of my T’s died and one of my cats became quite ill for a week or so afterwards.

    I did some research into the matter and went on to my tarantula web boards to contact several experts as to why my T’s had died and due to obvious signs such as white foam in the T’s mouth and specks around the bodies it was clear that the insects were carrying nasty parasites that killed the spiders.

    I did more research and found that it is common to receive tainted batches of crickets when buying from Pet Megastores. Due to many conditions such as ignorance, insanitary breeding conditions and the fact that crickets cannibalize the dead (healthy or not) it is common for store bred crickets to carry some really nasty parasites and trace amounts of arsenic and other poisons, not to mention diseases that can and will affect your pets health.

    The alternative is to buy crickets from healthier sources or only let your cat eat natural insect prey it finds roaming the house as chances are they are less likely to encounter tainted insects however if you live near industrialized farm land those free roaming insects are likely to contain trace amounts of pesticides and I would encourage that if you can stop your pets from eating them you probably should.

    I also want to point out that crickets are not an optimal source of nutrition either if you compare them with cockroaches which are far more superior nutritional and protein wise. Both are relatively easy insects to breed at home in a small tub but if you are going to breed either, roaches are far cleaner, live longer and don’t smell horrible like cricket colonies do.

    Before anyone gets upset or disgusted I am not referring to the small, speedy house roaches one might find living in squalor, I am talking about hissing roaches or B. Dubia’s which among many other roach breeds are slower moving, larger non-climbing species perfect as prey or breeding no matter what you feed, cat or spider. (For the record I don’t breed either but have met and seen people that do.)

    If you think about it this kinda falls into the whole corn fed vs grass fed debate. Now imagine if some of the corn fed cows had mad cow disease that there was no way to tell until you died from it. I would imagine you would choose grass fed beef almost every time unless you really trusted the source. Thats how I feel about feeding untrusted crickets to your animals.

    Just to clarify I am not slamming MegaStores and I’m not a bleeding heart PETA member nor am I trying to be a scaremonger or anything like that. I am merely pointing out something that I didn’t know about feeding crickets as prey that I had to find out the hard way.

    I do know for a fact that my T’s died from tainted crickets but I don’t have a correlation on whether my cat became ill directly as a result of a tainted cricket and it seems to be ok now but it only ate one or two bad ones. Who knows maybe if I had fed it 13 tainted crickets or so it might have been much more serious.

    Feel free to do some research on the matter and come up with your own opinion(s) on the matter it doesn’t matter to me. Just know that tainted crickets are common to get from Pet Stores and that they CAN (not necessarily will) have detrimental effects to your pets health.

    1. Fascinating information! One reason I love reading MDA is that so many thoughtful folks share so many thought-provoking posts.

    2. Interesting. You say to get crickets from “healthier sources” — what would you suggest?

      When I worked at a pet store we got our crickets shipped from the same cricket dealers I’ve heard some reptile breeders use (Fluker’s, etc.)

      We made sure they turned over pretty quickly and fed them to minimize cannibalism.

      Still, I wonder if there’s really much we can do about whether any given batch of crickets has a higher parasite load than another.

  21. This post reminds me of a book I read recently by Temple Grandin called Animals Make Us Human. Having the cat hunt for crickets fulfills its “seeking” desire. All animals have this “seeking” drive, and it needs to be met in order to be psychologically healthy. If you enjoyed this post, I highly recommend the book.

    1. I was gonna say “a problem to solve” but seeking seems to fit better. I enjoy mystery novels and movies. I look for things that cause me to look for more things (answers, new experiences, better ways of doing anything).

    1. Oh how sweet it is. Waking up naturally without alarm clock but instead when the sun rises! I have soo much more energy when I do this! In about 2 weeks I will be able to do this daily for the rest of the spring/summer. I can’t wait.

  22. Great article, Mark! A great story and an even better message for all of us.

    I’ve always been a “cat person”…now I understand why!

  23. My cricket is watching my dog go after his “cricket”. He truly believes that if he follows every fox trail, he will eventually catch one. Every set of fox tracks in the snow MUST be investigated. I know the fox will never be in danger, especially in the deep snow as the dog is a corgi ^,,^

    1. Peggy you just gave me a big smile picturing your corgi pushing his little legs through deep snow to complete his mission 🙂

    2. I agree about watching the dog go after his “cricket.” My Jack Russell loves it when I let her run through the woods smelling and investigating. They say walks and smelling keeps dog’s minds active and stave off dementia…..with Shiloh reaching 15 years this month, she still acts like a puppy and many people mistake her for one.

  24. I really love my weekly basketball game when I get so focused on getting the ball that I go into what I call “doggy mode”, in which I don’t even notice how hard I’m working out. I just need to get that ball!

    Medicine ball slams are my second favorite, but it’s not the same level as playing against opponents.

  25. my cricket is martial arts. it’s challenging and liberating. it enables me to push my body to its limits and discipline my mind.

  26. as for my silly cat (who gets raw homeground meat for food along with a tiny bit of kibble as treats), she doesn’t seem to know that mice are for eating. she hunts and kills them, but never makes an attempt to eat them.

  27. Wonderful blog,

    The timing is perfect, this is an issue I’ve been focusing a lot on recently. Personally, I find I have the most problems when I’m not doing the following things.

    1) Getting enough quality time with family and friends. We are pack animals, most cultures still keep multiple generations under the same roof, and I feel that is natural. Being I don’t live with my parents or have a family of my own, sometimes I have to look elsewhere to fill this void. This can be a partner, co workers, direct family or even a tight group such as the people I play pick up basketball with. If I have no one else, I find a good fiction book with good characters can fill the void well, as night is the time I feel I need companionship the most. I’ve found if I don’t have something to fill this void on a constant basis, I do poorly.

    2) Exercise, my body simply freaks out if I go too long with out it. That is a rarity though. And as Mark says, that intense exercise that gives you the ‘rush’ feels best.

    3) Sex and romance, obviously.

    4) Getting proper nutrition, which is the distinct focus of our whole primal/paleo way of life.

    5) Getting outside and getting some fresh air, awwwwwww.

    I think it is pretty clear why we need all these things, because for millions of years we evolved depending on these emotions for survival. The need for companionship keeps us together (power in numbers), the need for exercise keeps us fit and strong (to escape from predators and hunt prey), sex keeps the species going 😛 and proper nutrition and clean air to breath keeps us healthy and alive as long as possible. Our emotions tell us to do these things because millions of years of evolution tells us we will perish otherwise…talk about stressful.

  28. Has anyone noticed that the evil behaviors we refer to as our animal nature tend to be unique to humans? But the ones referred to as human nature, tend to be universal in the animal kingdom? The biggest exception is sexual desire (vs rape). It’s the biggest one we have the common sense to call animal nature. Like it’s a bad thing. Mankind has one huge ego.

    I’m with Mark, take off the accouterments of civilizations and we’re just mammals. (not ‘just’, this is an amazing thing). Repression serves no one, be free (within reason).

    1. I feel as if I’m depriving my dog if I lick my own plate. She thinks that’s her job.

  29. My crickets are sleeping as much as I want, (self employed) walking on the beach or in the woods with our wound up dog, and cooking wild game or fish for dinner that my very caveman husband has drug home. I guess that is another cricket for me, living and sleeping with a wild caveman that was that way long before it was popular. He hikes, hunts, fishes and “scouts game” all year long. Our freezer is full thanks to him.
    Here’s to the wild side in all of us.

  30. Walking outside, focusing hard (like hunting, I guess,) living without a lot of ‘stuff.’

    I come from the UK where we wouldn’t dream of keeping cats indoors so it was a bit of shock to find that cats in CA are expected to use a litter box their whole life. I considered it for a moment when it was time to rescue two cats but I couldn’t do it. How unnatural.

    We live in surburbia, there are some nocturnal predators but very few cars so they go outside during the day, indoors at night. I wouldn’t have a cat if it had to stay inside 24/7. I couldn’t bear it.

  31. Our cats stay indoors alot due to the fact that they enter the food chain if they go outside here. I have lost at least two cats that way. Lots of coyotes.

  32. I haven’t indulged many of my own crickets in a while and I’m paying for it. I have a mound of school work and I think I am comming to my limit of this s**t.

    I love bike riding,sleeping out doors, and going to the shooting range. Next year I am going to learn how to hunt.

    To keep myself somewhat happy I eat lots of raw meat and go hiking on the weekend after work when I can.

  33. My crickets are open water swims and hiking. Also shaving my head and growing a beard too.

  34. On a related note, the Vet I have worked with since I enterd into animal rescue 20 some years ago hung up her shingle in 1961. She told me (and she has never been wrong) that “back in the day”, before dry catfood was mass produced and marketed, she NEVER saw a single urinary tract blockage in cats (the males have the most trouble)… Now she gets two or three a week. According to her the cheapest wet catfood is better for your indoor male cat than the most expensive dry food…. My male cat has had no problems since wet catfood became the norm… NEVER surgery for this condition… All ya need to make things worse is scar tissue!

  35. My horses are my crickets. I’ve been without one for the last three years and have noticed how much I miss it, mentally and physically. Riding strengthens the core naturally, and caring for horses provides opportunities for sprinting and weight carrying. I’m getting a horse again soon and can’t wait for the healthful benefits.

  36. I’ve got 4 kitties myself and every day enjoy playing with them. I play “handball” with them by throwing a small squishy ball—which happens to look like a basketball for some reason–against my wall and all 4 kitties chase it. I also run around the house and have them chase me and I chase them back. So, I guess that’s one of my crickets—playing with my furry friends.

    I also thoroughly enjoy reading as well as watching at least one episode of Kids in the Hall a day. I don’t laugh at most TV/Movies, but for some reason I literally laugh out loud at this show.

  37. I have a touch of bloodlust. I currently have no idea how to satisfy it without jail time.
    If you have any ideas then please post them.

    1. This happens to me from time to time. If, you live somewhere where you can take an intense run and then come home and eat some warm raw or slightly cooked meat this often helps.

      If, you have a mate lots of sex will do the trick too.

      Good luck with your blood lust.
      If all else fails go out and buy some blood from a reputable butcher mix with a little salt and pepper put in blender and drink.

      A true Bloody Mary.

    2. A martial art school that promotes nearly full-contact sparring worked for me. Still no actual blood (well not often) but it is a good competitive rush of adrenalin and human conflict.

  38. Wrestling. I love to wrestle my husband to expend excess energy from frustration, anger, stress, and a general feeling of being cooped up. 🙂 Dancing is great because it also expends energy and makes me smile. Wearing tanks is awesome because it makes me feel freer (same goes for flip flops and quadrupled int he winter). And then there’s endulging in good steak. Yum!

  39. Nice, Mark. You are more than just a health and fitness author, you are a psychologist. I remember a passage in Mihaly C’s book The Evolving Self when he talks about his retriever dog in the same way as the cat. His dog has genes selected for retrieving and when the dog gets to chase tennis balls it is “unfolding its being” and living how it needs to.

    And, indeed we’re no different.

    Also agreed on having to be wrong a forest to feel normal.

    Sports are good too. Competition and striving for perfection together with an opponent.

    Some of the best experiences I have had have been playing music to an audience – that surely mimics the campfire rituals of our evolutionary past.

  40. Thanks for the shout Mark, as always.

    I particularly like the last paragraph, specifically:

    ” Don’t hurt anyone, but don’t hurt yourself by stifling yourself. My crickets don’t put me at odds with the law, nor do they put anyone else in harm’s way. They might get some weird looks from other people, but that’s fine. This is not necessarily about formally opposing formal political authority. This isn’t picketing or protests. This is merely about recognizing the (passive and nonpassive) ways in which civilization conflicts with human nature, and opposing the instances that become pathological, or harmful to our health.”

    I have been saying for the the last 10 years of my 20 as an “anarchist” (a loaded term, often falsely associated with nihilism, but I have nothing better):

    ‘Anarchy is first and foremost a state of mind.’

    Fundamentally, it is about rejecting the notion that there is any natural authority over your own mind and body but primal nature itself.

  41. Running without a shirt (I’m a girl).

    Hoeing potatoes and watering the gardeb.

  42. Cold showers after exercise followed by no shirt on for at least an hour, no matter what the weather. Feels so good to be alive

  43. Depression can be said to be deviating from our natural desires and needs. Life out of balance. When, like the indoor cat, we fail to feel alive and we are outside of our natural state, inevitably we start to feel bad about ourselves.

    That’s why survival stressors are such an incredible natural anti-depressant.

  44. My crickets are SLEEP, “me time”, running, natural majestic views, injecting playfulness into everything, being an authentic me in spite of it all, lazing in the sun, enjoying good food … that’s just a few. Sleep is number 1. I must find a job that allows me to do this.

  45. Well, I’m one of those unfortunate cads whose decisions have trapped them in the miserable cycle of modern life. Work to pay for car repairs, car ultimately dies after sucking up all my capital, get new car loan to pay for new car, get new job to pay for new car, spend money on gas getting to new job to pay for new car, bank account remains at zero, stuck in city I don’t like, with a job I hate, to pay for a car I don’t want. I hate my circumstances and am trying everything I can think of to change it, but every action leads me further in to Purgatory. My only satisfaction is eating meat and walking around with my shirt off. I had corned beef for breakfast and beef jerky for lunch, so it’s been a good day so far. I’ll be yanking this shirt off as soon as I hit the driveway. I’m one of those hirsute gents that ladies may not enjoy seeing shirtless, but my god it feels good to do yardwork with no shirt on. I love the sunshine on my back. I love the feel of sweat produced by the fuzzy warmth of the Sun. I live in Nebraska, so I even march about shirtless in the winter when I can. Cold feels just as good as heat on the bod. My cricket? A hike in the woods or a walk along the river. Best cricket ever? Skinny-dipping in a mountain stream in West Virginia while cooking beef, pork and chicken over a campfire. Beer and other natural delights augmented the reverie. I hope everyone has a safe, tasty and happy St. Pat’s.

    1. I wonder why it suddenly became unacceptable for men to have hairy chests. It used to be ok, even good. All of a sudden young women don’t like it. Old women don’t care.

      1. I don’t really care too much about what people think. If a young lady gives me grief about my man-pelt, I just inform her that her husband will eventually look like me, I just got there sooner. It’s not really the hairy chest that bothers them, it’s the fact that the hair has migrated around my shoulders and forested my back too. Not very popular at the water slides.

        1. I am with the two of you…what’s the deal with all the women and their adversity to hair on their men? I don’t get it, if you want a man with no hair, then you’re asking for a BOY! Hell no! My husband is a hairy, smelly, meat-eating grok, and I like it that way!

        2. While I mean no offense to the fellas who don’t naturally grow a lot of fuzz (like my husband), I totally agree. It’s weird how the style has suddenly turned to making all guys defuzzed — but only on their torsos. Arms and legs are next, I guess?

        3. It’s because this pathological society is pushing “youth” to the nth degree– women are supposed to look like prepubescent girls, and men are supposed (more and more) to look like pre-teen striplings! If everyone is a kept a child,then no one will be an adult and fight the tyranny of govt!

          (I never understood the fascination with Brad Pitt; he was a very pretty boy – but he was a BOY! Give me a silver-back male any day!)

  46. EXCELLENT post – definitely ranks up there as one of my favorites. I like when you get all philosophical, Mark.

    It’s also caused me to reconsider my stance on cats, who I usually think of as just annoying. Who knew they were really just insatiable killing machines?

  47. You are so right. My cricket is hunting. And I don’t mean killing. I mean hunting. Letting the predator in me take over for a little while. Not only does it get me in the peaceful woods for a while it also enables me to put the healthiest meat in the world on the table, venison, wild turkey, wild hogs, ducks, geese. All natural and free from hormones and the like.

  48. my crickets are a few hours of daily martial arts practice. Lots and lots of sparring. And then there is the mental sparring i do with practically everyone i know. all animals fight. for fun, fitness, and just to be savage. the instinct to kill is just as strong as to reproduce. we just spend too much time hiding behind our “civilized” walls. and we dont build them to keep others out as psychotherapists love to tell us. we build them to keep ourselves in. our true selves.
    —long live MDA!!!

  49. I really enjoyed this post Mark but 30secs on google turns up loads of archeological evidence of cats being fully domesticated and buried with their owners for 7500 – 9500 years

    1. Heheh, in the usual scale of time Mark’s talking about here, that is a very short time. (see also: agriculture)

  50. Feeding his obligate carnivore pet a raw meat (with bones and organs) diet would probably also help reduce stress and inflammation.

  51. I am fortunate enough to get an hour lunch break from my desk job. I am even more fortunate to have access to a few trails and unused frontage roads near my office. I use my lunch to go play on these, squishing my bare feet in the mud, picking up and throwing logs, and scrambling up and down canyon hills on all fours. I usually come back from lunch a little sweaty and muddy…if I didn’t get that time in during the day I might go insane behind this desk. Also, since I stopped wearing shoes I’ve started climbing on everything I can.

  52. Mark,

    In addition to their instinct of hunting, another innate instinct that they possess is to sit in the sunlight. In the context of evolutionary biology, they must have developed the instinct of “life thrives in sunlight”. This points to why the benefits of vitamin D can be enjoyed by all species: cats are actually smarter than most humans on this topic!

    Thanks again my friend!

  53. sprint barefoot, climb trees, throw stones, jump over objects…all barefoot 3 times a week…rock climbing in gym twice a week…outdoor climbing twice a week at the weekend including barefoot run, jump over rocks and swimming in the lake during summer time. Going for climbing-camping trips at the weekends…play hacky sack barefoot every lunch hour…no grains..some beer / wine only once or twice a month during climbng trips…fast 23 hrs 3 times a week…nice steak 3 times a week…raw fresh vegetable everyday..even for w/ for errands and gather food…do some sort physical activity book…no tv..some internet.and never bored of any of those…easy life no fancy tvs amount of to family everyday..socialize with friends..i love primal life..

  54. Many comments list gardening which I too enjoy to my core. One more thing though – hitting??? Sounds so violent, so thank goodness for boxing/kickboxing. Before that, my only outlet was pounding on my younger sibling – which wasn’t very nice. 😉

    I can honestly say it is instinctual for me AND NO I was NOT beaten as a child. There must be some ancestral, genetic explanation.

    Thank you for the great article.

  55. Going barefoot (I even got married barefoot, because I like not wearing shoes).
    Being outdoors in the fresh air, in general.
    Exercise that makes me sweat a bit – lift heavy things, sprint, etc.

  56. Hunting big game with my longbow, small game and birds with a shotgun, fishing and several days a year that end around a campfire. All told, about 100 days a year.

    P.S. House cats are extremely harmful when allowed outside. They are an invasive specie largely responsible for the decline for songbirds and the rodent prey base of our native predators.

    1. So you think cats are more to blame for the decline of songbirds than the introduction of starlings?

      Every time I see a flock of thousands of starlings, I think, “That could’ve been thousands of some _other_ native bird…”

      I’m sure cats do plenty of damage, however.

  57. I forgot: I hunt too. With a Havahart trap. Right now I’m trying to catch a squirrel who lives in my attic.

  58. My cricket is my guitar and celtic music sessions. Essential to my well-being, even in retirement. Maybe moreso in retirement!

  59. My crickets are cooking for myself and friends and family–Primal, of course… and walking my dog along the golf course on beautiful, cool, spring Arizona mornings when the sun is just rising and the birds are chirping away. Nothing beats it. Nothing!

  60. This was a fantastic article and something I’ve been thinking about recently too, though some people seem to be naturally more tame while others are active and have endless energy. I think of myself as being more of a “yang” person rather than a “yin” person, which makes sense because paleo foods are very “yang” foods according to Chinese medicine. I also think my blood type (O+) and my astrological sign (Gemini with Leo rising) play into this A LOT … really, it’s just fascinating to see the way all of these things intersect to tell me, “Yes, you love to lift weights,” and “Yes, you like a good debate,” and “Yes, you love steak, like, three or four times a week.”

    So your article just validated all that for me … thank you :).


  61. I lick my plates too!! I just can’t let let those delicious juices and fat go to waste. I’ve even gotten away with it a few times in public, albeit surreptitiously. 🙂

  62. Mmm hmmm….I resonate with this one. I was standing at my workstation today in my VFFs while my coworkers talked about how they were too lazy to do similar, but they recognized the importance of standing more than sitting. And this evening, I made beef bourgignon (cue Julia C. and wine), and reflecting on my day, I feel pretty darn satisfied. Walked to work, too.

    My crickets are consistently checking in with myself to see what it is I truly desire, instead of doing what is “normal”. Sometimes it’s nothing more than walking to work. Other times, it’s laying topless on the deck and napping in the sun with my dogs (don’t judge!).

    I think as a woman specifically, I am encouraged to stifle my natural urges, and so I work hard to check in with myself regularly. Meditation helps to keep me present, as does time outside or just a regular exercise schedule, so long as the exercise is fun and not just for fitness.

    Mark, thank you for being so frank about the importance of this part of life, and your participation in it. Helps me feel a little less of a weirdo in a community that does not embrace this way of living.

  63. making fires in a pit in my suburban backyard…grilling meat…mtn biking in a sport top…climbing cliffs…beer on the tailgate with friends…being in the woods by myself…sleeping under the stars…hunting…standing in a creek fishing…long road trips…harvesting berries and wild mushrooms…painting dye on fabric…the smell of dawn in summer

  64. Ooh, and reading over the posts, how nice it is to see some ladies mention wrestling and dancing. Oh yes, me too! It usually occurs after some tequila (the wrestling at least) but I appreciate it nonetheless. I’m currently quite sore from arm wrestling a bunch of boys, which was very satisfying, even if I only won one bout.

  65. I work with cats and am headed to vet school this fall for feline medicine. My passion is the connection between feline behavior and medicine. So I am pleased you wrote this–in this country the predominant ‘pc’ spiel on cats is indoors only/declawed/on kibble–all together a recipe for disaster for a beloved pet. You can see my avatar/handle are related to my interests. 🙂 As for the connection to humans, I honestly don’t know what my crickets are… but I think flirting and conquering might be one of them. 🙂 Dancing is another. I do adore nature but don’t get out in it nearly enough!

  66. Cricket: Non-monogamy. Yet to chase this cricket. Book: Sex at Dawn. Human nature may not have been monogamous after all…… From a prehistorical perspective, I think that too is something we should not judge against for those in whom it is a strong calling. Monogamy is beautiful but I don’t think it is the only way. Biological evidence and our likeness to the bonobo (along with hoards of other evidence presented in that book) points to the fact that our species spent most of its existence in a non-monogamous state, with mature humans having intimate relationships with several tribe members at one time. It benefited the individual and the tribe.

  67. Men who have hunted in the backcountry, on foot, stalking game and using primitive hunting weapons of short range, can attest that the most elemental and meaningful connections are stirred deep within them. The same occurs when hunting men sit around dying embers of a backcountry campfire at night and trade hunting lore and hopes, favorite hunting implements passed around for admiration and comment. This is a world apart, and farther all the time, from how most modern men live and play.

  68. My crickets are any form of physical activity, especially sex. If it weren’t for my eagerness to be loyal to my boyfriend and for my fear of contracting STIs, I would probably be polygamous.
    And, of course, there’s sleep! I do not get enough sleep and celebrate whenever I do. Being an engineering major is not good for your health 🙁

  69. Definitely! My crickets are the sports I participate in; cycling, ball hockey, archery and strength training.

    For years co workers and family questioned why a 40 something man would push himself so hard when the couch and TV were such easier options. My response was always the same…” It makes me feel better, it mitigates stress, it makes me happy and it’s fun.”

    Deny me my athletics and I become the metaphorical “caged lion” pacing restlessly back and forth.

  70. As a child I definitely had a cricket, I remember going on holiday to a nature reserve and all I wanted to do was jump from one rock to the next, like it was the most natural thing in the world and I remember how good it felt.

    And I seriously believe that every cricket hunt should be followed by a nap on the grass under some shady trees – better than a whole night’s worth of sleep.

  71. Recently we brought a cat into the fold with our dog and 4 kids under 10 yrs old…the article made us chuckle. Your article makes great points about our deepest needs. Thanks for what you do…I’m learning a lot!

  72. Awesome post, Mark!

    This one really hit a cord. My beloved cat died two years ago from this same stress related problem, and that was less than a week after the $1000.00 surgery to unblock him. He was heartbroken from my girlfriend moving out (her regular nurturing – petting, grooming, clipping, playing – I just couldn’t take her place) but this really makes me think. He might have lost those animal bonds (with the GF) but perhaps crickets and outdoors or other aspects of the wild cat’s life could have brought the stress down.

    I know that is true with me. When I was heartbroken and depressed, the high fat, low carb primal diet freed up energy quicker than any anti-depressant could and lifting heavy and running barefoot through the park could put me in touch with the bigger picture as well as a session with a good psychologist.

    One of my favorite ways to express my animal nature now are to run out of the corporate office on my lunch break shoeless and shirtless over to the park for tree pull ups, hand stands, sprints, etc, taking in the sun and the trees for 45 minutes. The contrast to the rest of the day in the office is INCREDIBLE. I don’t think people really know how much of their nature is stifled if they do not have a similar primal excursion in their day. I believe in a very strong daily primal reaction to the stifling nature of modern life. The more unnatural your working day is the more you ought to have various, strong primal outlets to balance yourself.


  73. Just out, a study in the American Journal of Human Genetics using novel genetic analysis which may provide insight in determining whether the human race has been primarily monogamous:

    “For the HapMap populations, we obtained ? of 1.4 in the Yoruba from West Africa, 1.3 in Europeans, and 1.1 in East Asian samples. These values are consistent with a high prevalence of monogamy and limited polygyny in human populations.”

  74. This is off on a tangent, but being a great cat lover I wanted to mention it because it may improve the health of other cats. Apparently many cats don’t like to drink standing water, they want only running water. Domestic cats are notorious for urinary tract and kidney problems, likely due to insufficient water consumption (and also too-early neutering, must mention that). So regardless of the crickets 🙂 anyone with a cat might want to purchase or build a running water fountain. I’ve found it makes a huge difference in the amount of water my tiny tiger drinks.

  75. Great post Mark!
    My stress relievers are “forest bathing” as you put it (great term BTW), hunting, and mixed martial arts. The MMA is very rough physically, but I’ve found that a relatively “safe” combative experience can really make you feel alive, especially if you give as good as you get. A friend of mine used to say “you have an animal inside you; you can either let it out to play, or it will come out on its own (possibly at a bad time”. Your post points out another option; you can repress it and make yourself sick. I’m taking mine out to play!

  76. Mark,

    Great connection between the feline nature and our nature as humans. Living here in Portland,OR I need to make it out to the forest more often since it is so accessable.

    As humans, our worlds are so dynamic that there are so many unatural distractions, it makes it difficult to focus on our natural tendancies. Again, great post and very inspiring.

  77. Mark,

    I love the list at the end. Very, very similar to my list. The plate-licking made me laugh; my girlfriend makes fun of me when I do it! Haha. Keep up the great work!



  78. I have felt this way for a very long time, for me, my release is combat sports. Boxing, Muay Thai, BJJ. Also, I find Climbing things feels really primal to me.

  79. Dancing. Wild unbridled bopping and jumping about. Makes me feel truly alive.

    As far as cats, though, I would highly recommend a whole, raw fed diet (see Meaty bones, raw flesh, eggs, organs – your cat will never be happier or healthier. I just domesticated a pair of feral cats to live in my barn. They get chicken, chicken eggs, beef, quail, frogs, lamb, whatever scraps come off before I cook my primal dinner of the night. It sounds scary, but it’s what is most natural for them.

  80. Without lifting weights and running sprints I would probably be in jail. The stress relief I experience from these activities keep the edge off and make me feel like a man instead of just a work bee.

  81. I get the point of the article but another major reason for cats getting blocked is DIET. It is most likely the main cause and cats that get blocked have to be changed to a different diet or they will block again. Just shows that any creature eating the wrong thing will eventually have problems.

  82. My crickets…

    Being at home in scenic NEPA, waking up before the sun’s does on a chilly morning…surrounded by bird/insect sounds, and taking the bicycle for a ride on the empty roads as the sun starts to show itself. Returning home for a hot, primal breakfast. NOTHING more cleansing than that!

    I’m going to school in urbanland, so it often feels like i’m living in a noisy concrete, exhaust tainted box. Nature keeps me sane when I have the opportunity to!

  83. Crossfit = My Crickets. I work in the corporate cubicle world and during the day I dream about heavy lifting and being out-doors. I envy all of you that have moved away from this lifestyle. If it wasn’t for Crossfit I would go insane. I go everyday and sometimes stay for double WODs.

  84. I love this post, and I’ve been thinking about my “crickets” quite a lot lately – since I recently left a super-intense law firm job to start my own practice. I called the process “de-institutionalizing” myself – I think a lot of the stress that causes illness in humans comes from institutional environments like corporate jobs, schools, or other similar environments where a human being is nothing but a number.

    I noticed that when I was terribly stressed at my job, what I craved was sleep, music, exercise, healthier food, and free time. So I guess those are my crickets – to get adequate sleep (and for me it’s 9 hours), to make music on a regular basis, to move my body and exert my muscles, to eat things that don’t hurt me, and to have free time.

    That last one – free time – is an important need that I think most people cannot meet. I think it’s important to just have an uninterrupted block of time that’s dedicated to nothing at all – an aimless walk, a few hours of mooching around the house with no goal in mind, a few hours of relaxation/peoplewatching at your favorite cafe (while eating Primal things, of course) – that sort of thing. I felt “time-starved” when I was in my corporate job. I am no longer time-starved. It feels delicious.

  85. I live in a ground floor apartment. Every day my cat goes outside and hunts insects. His favourite treat? Moths. He doesn’t go far from my patio, but there are blowing leaves out there, birds in the bushes nearby and visiting cats from the neighbourhood, so he gets plenty of entertainment. I also play with him every evening. His antics are hilarious, so I get to laugh a lot every day! I had considered buying him crickets, but after reading the post about their possible toxicity, I’m glad I didn’t do that!

  86. Mark,

    Thank you so much for this post. We often leave our (house) cat alone for longer weekends, and I feel bad that it took us this long to give the crickets a try. Over Thanksgiving, since the dog was at a kennel and the kitten would be all by her lonesome for four days, we left her with a dozen crickets. In retrospect, we should have left more because she got them all. It’s not the same as being able to let her roam wild and free through the woods, but we had a VERY happy little kitty.

    Thank you again!

  87. My cricket is getting sweaty and dirty. Living in Texas sure helps… that feeling of being sticky from sweat… nothing beats it. Yard work, lifting, running, working out, ….whatever it takes.

  88. As I read this post, one of my cats is at the base of my pecan tree watching for squirrels. So far, he’s brought in clumps of dead leaves, dead palmetto bugs, and a live cricket he put in the bathtub (for later perusal, I assume). As long as he stays in the yard, he can do what he likes. It helps that my neighbors feed birds, and occasionally some stray over into our yard.

    My last cat used to cross the street (more fertile squirrel hunting over there), and got run over one night, so we no longer let fur-babies cross the street. It’s our yard and the yard immediately next door, but no further.

  89. weight lifting and sprinting
    forest bathing
    fatty food
    tv shows

  90. My crickets: I wiil be spending 3 months on an island in the gulf. No electric, no roads/cars. Fishing. Snorkelling. Exploring my inner Gilligan, Maryann, amd professor.

    Sources of crickets for humans: California land management company (get paid to live and care for our parks). Florida fish and wildlife: volunteer to care for any number of state parks both primitive and some with facilities.

    Animal crickets: avoid mega stores as the plague. Order from Great Lakes (or warrens cricket ranch, dunn nc, tell Robin, Andrea sent you- and she will point you where to go. Warrens is cricket disease free and bio secure. For roaches that wont infest your house, look for dubia roaches on craigslist or order them online.


  91. I think my sister’s cat could use some crickets. She doesn’t get outside much and when she does it’s in an aparment/townhouse complex courtyard where she seems at a loss of what to do. A year ago she was one of the cuddliest little kitties I ever knew and now she keeps attacking me (even stalking first from behind) or approaching me for attention apparently, then attacking when I try to pet her. I was just bugging her in her little cushioned cathouse where she can’t escape from and after giving up and starting to walk away she sprinted out and attacked my feet. I’ve recommended the family gets crickets. I think mice would be better minus the mess and potential for them getting away from her. Maybe a mouse on a leash for the little psycho to torture would do her some good.

  92. I just like to say that this article is awesome, nice written and brings along all important information needed.

  93. Hmm, too bad you used so much of your time perfecting the art of jumping to conclusions; had you put it twards legitimate ventures in the realms of science, this might be a decent blog.
    That bloody steak is no cricket, as herbavores(humans) don’t need to eat crickets, or meat for that matter.
    If you contest the point that humans are herbavores, without even being able to find good research on it, well that just reinforces my first point.
    Kick rocks.