Interestingly enough I searched for cat threads, but none showed up. Either I'm searching wrong or the search button isn't functioning any more since I touched it. I decided to create a thread about cats. Don't let the title fool you. In this thread we appreciate them. Snob can be a compliment too.
Oh yes very much. And I still believe they are smart than dogs. Dogs have a vocal call range of 10 vocals. Where as cats have 100.
My cats are a lot of fun. Deirdre and Molly. Had them since they were only a few weeks old, and they are five years now. Each has a distinct personality, and although they say animals like cats don't have the muscles for facial expression, they are definitely able to communicate mood by the way they hold their heads, ears, their tails etc.
I have a cat. I love him so much. His name is Baron but I call him Hurricane Baron because he's always running around getting into trouble
I grew up with three cats. Their names were Frodo, Sam, and Galactus. Frodo and Sam were siblings, and Galactus was much younger and was always getting in trouble. He had some kind of sleep disorder, and would always fall asleep when he was eating, with his face in his food bowl. I'd look down and he wasn't moving, and give him a nudge with my foot, and he'd start eating again, but a minute later he'd be asleep with his face in his food bowl again. He was a very strange cat.
^cuteness^ I have to get my cat on science diet; vet said he is obese. And also he does think he is better than me.
My cat once tried to kill me. I recently volunteered as a camp counselor for children with special needs. In the week I was gone, the cat cuddled with my wife almost constantly. The cat would follow her around the house, from one room to another, like a puppy. She had mommy all to herself. And she loved it. When the cat first saw me after I came home, she pretended to be glad to see me. She let me scratch her chin, behind her ear, and put on a pretend smile. But as my wife and I sat on the couch, the cat glared at me. She blinked her eyes ever so slowly. Mommy was hers, and hers alone. She conspired against me at every turn for the next few days, to get rid of me so she could have mommy all to herself once more. She was constantly under my feet, which made walking difficult. Numerous times, she would strategically position herself behind me, so when I would turn around, I would stumble over her. I stepped on her tail a few times on accident, which only strengthened her desire to kill me. She probably stopped just short of putting poison in my food. Or suffocating me by laying on my face when I slept. Thank God she's declawed. Then, one day, as she cuddled with mommy, while trying to stick her butt in my face, I grabbed the brush. Slowly, with each run of that brush, the murderous urges melted away. Her glare was erased, her eyes squinted in pleasure, and in a twist, she began to purr. Since then, the cat hasn't tried to kill me. Especially when she remembered what daddy was for - poop scooping. Every now and then, though, she'll glare at me, no doubt thinking of what was... what could have been.
Hmm... Methinks someone's a little paranoid, isn't someone? (I'm sure you're joking.) But honestly, I'll never understand how people can talk about declawing so matter-of-factly like that. To me it's like saying, "Thank God my children had their fingers chopped off." Most people in England have no idea what it even is, as it's illegal here.
i've got a cat named niko.he is so cute!half siamese, half burmese but he looks like a siamese mostly.the darn cat lounges around and does what he wants like he's a king!he even sits in the chairs at dinner or breakfast expecting food even though we feed him...i think we've created a monster. also,as far as claws,we file and clip,no declawing
Thank you agreed. And it can cause them nerve pain farther down the line too. When they get old. Declawing is wrong. Should be wrong. And should be illegal.
You guys make me wish I still had a cat. Unfrotunately, I gave her away to someone I know. In fact, I haven't seen her for six years. It was only last tuesday I saw her again! I think she might have remembered me, but that's probably just wishful thinking. But, from what I see with cats, they're sadistic. They prey on fear and they torture pests without really eating them. It's disconcerting because they're so cute while doing it ):
They're not really sadistic. They don't "torture" pests; they're just practicing their own hunting skills. They don't eat the pests because you have already adequately fed them, so they don't need to. But they still need the practice! Our cats used to kill mice outside the house and leave them on the front step for us. That was their way of being grateful to us.
My cat used to torture them. The bugs, at least. She'd catch it (while they're in mid-flight! That makes her a ninja), watch it squirm, and bat it around before leaving it for dead. Maybe it's just my cat, though. Yeah, when cats kill something and offer it to you, it's they're way of saying, "I love you". Which is cute, in its own way
A few months ago I had a late night snack of potato chips. Left the bag by the bed. I woke that morning to the sounds of crunching. One of my cats had her head stuck inside the bag and was eating my potato chips. I didn't even know cats liked potato chips.
