Hard News: Blog About Cat
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Woowhee- I've 5'6"* and I'm the stumpy one in the family...
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Should I seek it out, or would it destroy my soul?
Soul. Well, I dunno, what's your tolerance for seeing another woman told she must have been sexually abused? Probably by her father? Because you can count the number of times she does it before you want to slap her weird, eye-rolling face.
More on topic, caught my cat in the bathroom sink last night, licking the taps. Also he keeps trying to drink the water in the vase with the flowers Megan gave me, and I'm pretty sure that magic crystal stuff is bad for you.
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The shortest of the bunch is five foot three, and they treat her as though she's practically a freak of nature. It occurred to me while watching last week that *I'm* five foot three
Don't panic Danielle, 5'3" is a bloody excellent height to be.
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Yes it is. In other news, I love my cat, but I'm not really a cat person as such. I require emotional feedback from my animals.
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After my cat harry died, it took me ages to decide I want another one. I am now moving into a flat, and I am getting a new kitten, and i CAN NOT wait.
But looking at the "available now" page on the SPCA's website reduced me to tears yesterday.
Also, I have always considered myself very much a cat person, and am slightly afraid of dogs. But three weeks dogsitting Marbo, a bernese mountain dog, cured me of both my fear of them, and turned me into a complete dog person.
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Oh, Megan, that is exciting. And don't be afraid of dogs - there's some really good ones around, like your friend, Marbo. And my Cleo.
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I think a goodly part of the reason I like cats so much is that if one sticks around you really feel like you have earned the privilege of caring for it. This is borne out by the stray cats who have adopted me and the immense love they give once part of the family. Current case-in-point Hermes about whom I must post a lot as evidenced by a recent visitor exclaiming "is that the Facebook cat?"
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And don't be afraid of dogs - there's some really good ones around, like your friend, Marbo. And my Cleo
If only it were that easy. When I was a child, whenever I went to my Uncle's house, he had to lock his dog in the garage.
Said dog was a geriatric sheep dog called Duke, and he was, if memory serves, gorgeous and gentle and lovely.
But I wouldn't be outside if he was. Wimp.
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Fear of *cats* seems less common
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and yet they sometimes seem to be thinking "if only I were bigger, you'd be dinner"
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Oh, Megan, that is exciting. And don't be afraid of dogs - there's some really good ones around, like your friend, Marbo. And my Cleo.
But I wouldn't be outside if he was. Wimp.
Yeah, easy. Apart form the 'twice bitten, three times as shy' rule.
First was a doberman, that I woke up on the back stairs of a house in the rain. It launched and caught my leg. We both got a terrible fright, but after I ran and tripped, my fright was bigger when the dog ran out of chain 2 feet from my leg. Only small puncture wound, but it does tend to replay in vivid technicolour when I encounter a dog of a certain size.
Then there was the Jack Russell that I was saving from an electric fence. Poor bugger. What else was he going to do except bite me?
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and yet they sometimes seem to be thinking "if only I were bigger, you'd be dinner"
Nah, just eating you would be too easy and not painful enough.
It's more like "If only I was bigger, I'd be slowly pulling your limbs off one by one and watching you crawl around the floor, screaming in agony, all the while poking you to move more, then I'd bite you a couple of times just to see what would happen, then you'd probably fall unconscious from the excrutiating pain and I'd get bored so just wander off, leaving you to die slowly, in total agony, all alone".
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I'd get bored so just wander off, leaving you to die slowly, in total agony, all alone.
You're not helping, just so you know |-)
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Nah, just eating you would be too easy and not painful enough.
Frankly, it what appears to be deliberate bastardliness that I like about cats. I once watched Jeeves go outside, tread in the mud puddle where the hose leaked, then come inside and paw-paint all over the bathroom. Then he went and washed his paws by splashing in the other cat's water bowl.
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3410,
Yeah, they do that. My flatmate's cat will walk the length of my car with muddy feet. You know that's on purpose.
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You're not helping, just so you know |-)
Sorry. :) They're fluffy though, so that helps.
Frankly, it what appears to be deliberate bastardliness that I like about cats.
Agreed. I loved Blimpy more than anything but what that cat could do to a harmless cricket would make a grown Nazi weep quiet tears, I tell you.
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your friend, Marbo
That photo of Marbo caused some serious squee over here on Auckland's westside, let me tell you.
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caught my cat in the bathroom sink last night, licking the taps
Woke up one night to the sound of our cat lapping water from my wife's bedside water glass. That did kind of explain why my bedside glass was always empty when I couldn't remember drinking it.
Two changes - water bottles by the bedside - try drinking out of that!
And after some reading discovered that the water bowl beside the food bowl thing isn't so good for cats. Apparently they like their water source to be away from their food source.
However, I'm not sure that the glass of water that is on our coffee table for our cat is entirely the best solution. Did I mention we are a bit soft :).
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3410,
Apparently they like their water source to be away from their food source.
They also seem to prefer semi-stagnant, for some reason. I'll put out some new water and they'll ignore it and go off and guzzle from the saucer of a plant pot.
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@ 3410
some new water and they'll ignore it and go off and guzzle from the saucer of a plant pot.
Not an expert or anywhere close, but as a cat, I'd prefer rain water to tap water. I can smell chlorine in tap water. Can you imagine an animal's senses.and remember dirt doesn't enter the equation.Stella who you know, much prefers the water from the water feature so that is her bowl. No point in another bowl and no point arguing, she's a dog! :)
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3410,
I think you're right!
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Chlorine is a huge turn-off for this human animal - and the trait has been noted among other family animals. We use rain water (or even gasp, mineral water) for the family pets: dogs dont care really, but cats do-
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dogs dont care really, but cats do-
Hi Islander. :)
Dogs...shit.. etc but then again Stella does not like tap water (or catching, eating birds).... I respect that. See isn't life so simple? ;) -
3410,
Chlorine is a huge turn-off for this human animal
And probably would be for this one too, if I lived in Mahitahi. As it is, we city-dwellers eat, drink, and breathe poison every day, so we have cast-iron stomachs. ;)
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Not an expert or anywhere close, but as a cat, I'd prefer rain water to tap water. I can smell chlorine in tap water.
Our water is lovely. The cats will still drink out of vases, pot plants, puddles, the toilet...
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