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16 Sep 03 - 10:22 AM (#1019872) Subject: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: katlaughing Sometimes my cats remind me of a bunch of football players....they are always slapping each other on the arse. |
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16 Sep 03 - 10:30 AM (#1019877) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: wysiwyg ... remind me of china, because they sleep in my kitchen cabinets, my dishwasher, and my dish drainer. .... remind me of meatloaf because one of them sleeps in a loaf pan, on top of her food. ~S~ |
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16 Sep 03 - 10:39 AM (#1019881) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Raptor How many cats Raptor |
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16 Sep 03 - 10:40 AM (#1019882) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Raptor Do you have a team? Raptor |
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16 Sep 03 - 10:41 AM (#1019884) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Raptor What do you call the quarterback? Raptor |
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16 Sep 03 - 10:41 AM (#1019885) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: GUEST,MMario are just plain peculiar! This morning as soon as I came into the main living area - the one that slept *inside* came crying to the door - not to be let out - but to have his brother let in! then they both went back to sleep in the master bedroom. |
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16 Sep 03 - 10:42 AM (#1019886) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Raptor Is there a Coach? Raptor |
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16 Sep 03 - 11:21 AM (#1019914) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: mack/misophist Is four a team? How can they have a coach when they can never agree? The ¼back is named Hector. You didn't ask, but I thought I'd answer anyway. |
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16 Sep 03 - 11:24 AM (#1019916) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: katlaughing I guess I don't have a full team, BUT the quarterback is a grrrrl! Ms. Lovee, she's fast, dodgy, and pre-emptive in her strikes! |
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16 Sep 03 - 12:06 PM (#1019939) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Liz the Squeak are beyond reasoning. The inside cat cried to be let outside today, the outside cat immediately came in, the dominant cat has vanished for the day (I suspect the top of the tall cupboard, we'll find out in a minute when I get the meatballs out for tea) and all 3 of them have totally ignored the food. Maybe they don't like kebabs once it's not someone elses'. The inside cat, having been let out, then sat in the path and cried for half an hour for no reason and the outside cat came in and ate a spider. Inside cat, being deaf, ignored me completely until I got into his eyeline whereupon he rushed up to me and tried to climb my legs. The Dominant cat, before she vanished, sat on the side of the sink with her tail in the washing up water. She then looked round in total amazement when she finally realised her tail was wet. Did she take it out? No. As I say, sometimes my cats are beyond reasoning. LTS |
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16 Sep 03 - 01:28 PM (#1020008) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: John Hardly ...let me do some stuff I wanna do. Mostly not though. |
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16 Sep 03 - 01:34 PM (#1020015) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: John Hardly in fact, Maggie is mean. (note her "guest" post) |
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16 Sep 03 - 08:51 PM (#1020317) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: The Fooles Troupe Vale Scyllytrypx. I am grieving. My favourite; my little all black cat, not a white hair on her body, until she started to get grey hairs; half my warm and friendly little salt and pepper set; I suspect is no more. Scyllytrypx. What a strange name, you may say. But it reflected her personality: Silly tricks. Like her lifetime partner, one week younger, all white, Ddyllytrypx - dilly tricks. If you remember the Asterix cartons, you will understand; and as you know, all cats have a silent "p". I got them in approximately May 1985. The black one first, and the white one about a week later. They were both about six weeks or so. My two familiars, sort of. My mother used to complain that they both wanted to sit on her lap in the last year or so of her life, but she never really tried to discourage them. So until July 2003, is a good life for a cat I suppose. When I went to pick up the white kitten, I took my new little friend with me to see if the two would get on. I had her in the cane carrier on the front seat facing me. She went crazy, trying to get out of the carrier, slashing the arm of my shirt as I changed gears. On the way back home, the white kitten did the same trick, but the black one now huddled quietly in the back corner with eyes as big as dinner plates, watching her companion. She was always the quiet and dignified one after that. I haven't seen her since Wednesday, not totally unusual in the past, but now something feels different. She always used to bound up to me from her hiding places in the front yard, whenever she heard me as I walked out the front door. She loved to cuddle, and be held and would purr and drool happily in my arms, even on her back. She would let me do anything to groom her; claws, ears, eyes, worming: anything without struggle or complaint. So trusting. She was always the expert mouser. The white one would beat her up and steal the catch, so she would just go back out and get another, or lie down quietly. I have been affected of late with something that tested positive as Ross River Fever, and would stagger out to feed the two of them. The white one would make a big fuss and push the black one away from the food bowl, so she would take a nibble and come back later. She was always uncomplaining, and would always try to give a friendly lick to the white one, even when snapped at. On Wednesday, I went out the front steps to eat breakfast in the sun about mid-morning. The black cat made a beeline for me from an unusual place in the front yard, a spot in the sun. She was walking slowly. She usually detoured round the pot plants and came up the middle of the front stairs, but this time she just made a beeline for me, which brought her to the side of the steps. She clumsily tried to walk over the pot plants and knocked them about, and couldn't make it up, falling a few times. I lifted her up, and noticed that her back legs seemed to be stiff and awkward. I immediately checked her thoroughly all over for ticks, even behind the ears. There was nothing anywhere. Her little pink tongue often used to stick out when she was just waking up, but it was out further than usual. I tickled her tongue as I usually do, and it took a long while for her to pull it in. After a good cuddle and rub all over, and checking her thoroughly, she seemed to be all right, just tired. I put her down, and she seemed fine, perhaps just a little unsteady. I opened a can. She licked some of the gravy from the can, as she always liked to. The white cat didn't appear when I called, so I lifted her and put her down in front of the bowl, as usual. She started to eat, and I thought she seemed normal. I went inside and came back a little while later. She was still eating, which was unusual, as she was usually only a light eater, taking a small amount, then coming back later when the white one was satiated, even in the rare case that the white one wasn't there too. When she finished, her tummy was very large. I gave her another cuddle, but she wasn't very interested and slowly walked away. On Thursday, I had to go up the street to the post box twice. The white cat was unusually crazy, seeming panic stricken at my leaving the property. She tried to follow me down the busy street footpath until three houses, wailing all the way, until I came back. I didn't see the black cat at all. She always used to be the first one to the food bowl, as she never left the yard, but the white one would wander two or three houses away, and come when I whistled. On Friday, I didn't see the white cat either, although the food disappeared, but I do have crows, and I have been wondering if they were getting at the food on the front verandah. They seemed to be cleaning up any bones or scraps left in the front yard. I looked in some of the favourite hiding places where little Blackie used to be in the front yard, but couldn't see her. I didn't feel like too much exertion, taking in to account my current condition. I wondered if the white cat had found her, and was sitting by her grieving, as Whitie didn't come when I called her for food: something she never misses. This morning, in the light, I looked more thoroughly in the front and back yard and under the house as best I could, but there was still no sign. The white cat was hungry as usual, but more subdued after eating breakfast. I will keep looking, as I owe my friend one final small dignity, no matter how much the pain it costs me. And I realise that she has done one thing more for me with her passing. In grieving, she has released much of the pent-up energy caused by being long term mature age unemployed, short of money, having the Council try to sell my house for one quarter's back rates, and Centrelink constantly stopping my payments. But I am not sure it is a price I wanted to pay. I miss my favourite little black furry friend. Vale Scyllytrypx. © Robin Hayes All Rights Reserved. Sat 19 July 20003 P.S. On the Morning of 17 Sep 2003, my neighbour came to tell me that he had found the White Cat in his back yard. Vale Whitey! If you want to forward this on the net, please also mention in her memory, The Fooles Troupe © rhayes@powerup.com.au http://homepage.powerup.com.au/~rhayes/index.htm Creator and Author of The Fooles Troupe http://homepage.powerup.com.au/~rhayes/vfoolshm.htm Mailing List: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/foolestroupe Webring: http://homepage.powerup.com.au/~rhayes/flsrnghm.htm |
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16 Sep 03 - 09:05 PM (#1020324) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Noreen Just posted this fortuitous pairing on the 'thread name game' thread, but wanted you all to smile at it too. (Won't be there when I've posted this!!) BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... Help with my knitting! |
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16 Sep 03 - 09:06 PM (#1020326) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Bill D "Sometimes my [former] cat(s)....." appear in ghostly images on my bed, like they were still here. It has been 2 years since we buried the last one, and I doubt we will get more. I had cats around for 'most' of the last 40 years, but I don't want to start now with one who may outlive me...and it sure is easier to plan trips now " remind me of meatloaf "...when we had 3 cats, one had the affectionate title of "furry meatloaf" (was nice on a winters night, though) |
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16 Sep 03 - 09:17 PM (#1020336) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: GUEST,Helen, at work FoolesTroupe, So sorry to see that you have lost your white cat, after losing the black one as well. I now have an all black kitten-cat - now 8 months old, and my hubby has her sister a grey-black tabby. It's nice having a pigeon-pair. They keep each other company and plot mischief together. I hope you woes with Centrelink & the Council are resolved, although I once you are in the sights of Centrelink you are usually sporting a lovely red target tattoo on your forehead for life. I hope you dream of both your kitty-cats together frolicking in the sun "upstairs". Have you read The Rainbow Bridge poem which someone posted in another thread about the loss of pets? Helen in Newcastle NSW |
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16 Sep 03 - 10:25 PM (#1020392) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Ely Our cats at work box. They both squeeze into the seat of an office chair and bat at each other with (declawed) front paws until somebody gives in. They started to do this in my lap one day but I had to send them both packing. (Their names are Willie and Waylon). Waylon likes to jump from the counter to one of the office chairs so that the chair rolls across the room--I know most cats don't like to "ride" things but he does (he also likes to be spun on a swivel chair). If they want to get through a doorway, all they have to do is meow and every technician in the building comes running to open the door (boy, do they have us trained). My old cat slept with me every single night, under the covers if it was cold, on my hip (I sleep on my side) if it was hot; I often woke up with no feeling below the waist because I'd had a cat cutting off my circulation all night. If I didn't let her in my room, she would rattle the door and howl until I did, all night long if she had to. |
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16 Sep 03 - 10:43 PM (#1020400) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Stilly River Sage I have two very well-suited cats, both Siamese-mix domestic shorthairs. They're great companions, both are declawed in front, and will start wrestling matches at the drop of a hat. The dynamics are pretty interesting--the goal is to be the cat on the bottom, because you're in a better position to kick with those back feet. So they fake each other out to get that position. Only occasionally do they look like one is going to bite the other's head off. They scold on Friday nights when the kids go over to their father's house because they miss them. And even though the littler cat wasn't part of the household at the time of the divorce, she is as much a member of the family and loves it when the ex comes to visit and scratches all of the spots that need scratching. SRS |
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16 Sep 03 - 11:25 PM (#1020422) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Bert About three AM Floppy Cat will decide to get vocal and jump on my bed meowing. And why is it that a cat that weighs just a few pounds, seems to weigh about forty pounds when it walks on you at night? And why is it that Millenium lives downstairs and Floppy Cat lives upstairs? And what do they find so damned fascinating about my keyboard when I'm using it? They just have to walk on it. |
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16 Sep 03 - 11:29 PM (#1020428) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: NicoleC Sometimes my cat reminds me of a goddess, so sure that she is in her quiet majesty. Sometimes my cat reminds me of toddler gymnasts, running and falling a rolling over and getting up again as though nothing can hurt her. Sometimes my cat reminds me that I've been WAAAY to serious all day, and I had better help bat that wadded up receipt around or get out the "red bug" (laser pointer). My kitty loves my new place -- she loves being on the ground level where something interesting is happening outside the windows all the time. And loves the mild So Cal weather! She can also sit or curl up and look out the big security door that I can keep open almost all the time, which I hate (but will probably keep for her). Too bad there are no birds or squirrels -- too many loose cats around and the birds are smart enough to stay away. I think she's even learning to enjoy all the neighborhood sorta-strays cats coming by to say hello to her. (Any cat that comes in an open cat door and curls up on your neighbor's bed is not REALLY a stray, even if it doesn't have a human pet.) |
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16 Sep 03 - 11:30 PM (#1020432) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: GUEST,pdc For all you cat lovers (I have 3), a treat: do a Google search for funny_cats_1.wmv, download it and play it. You need Windows Media Viewer, and it works better on Internet Explorer than on Netscape. Make sure you have the sound on! It's a wonderful, hilarious video. Enjoy! |
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16 Sep 03 - 11:33 PM (#1020439) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Amergin sometimes they remind me of cushions....cause they're always sprawled out on the furniture.... |
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17 Sep 03 - 01:04 AM (#1020468) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: LadyJean I'm not sure when they worked it out, but my cats have an agreement. Fitz, the tubby tabby, owns me in the bedroom. He snuggles next to me if I'm reading in bed, grooms me, and insists on being scritched before I go to sleep. Musetta the little tortie, owns me in the living room. She sits on my lap if I'm at the computer or on the sofa. She nap tests the afgans I knit, and, strangely, she has, so far, managed to stay off the keyboard |
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17 Sep 03 - 03:36 AM (#1020525) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: The Fooles Troupe The best trick a cat can do, is "help" when you have a thing flimsy dress pattern spread out on the floor, and walk all over it, sitting right in the middle of it... Cats are not martial arts masters, they leave marks in the tissue paper... ~~~~~~~ I suppose at my age, a kitten might outlast me. I wonder if an adult one from the RSPCA or similar would want to stay? Robin |
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17 Sep 03 - 05:47 AM (#1020581) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Helen Robin, I have only had a couple of kittens in my life, and the rest were adults who decided to take me on as their slave. All of the adults adjusted very well to their new home. Helen |
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17 Sep 03 - 09:09 AM (#1020693) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: wysiwyg ... would bring me a live, wriggling mouse in her mouth while I was up late reading in bed. SO thoughtful, a midnight snack for mommie! Sometimes our outdoor mouser, the faithful Lucretia, brings us (quite dead) offerings (as all really good cats are wont to do). She displays them where we cannot miss seeing them, at the foot of the back step JUST where a descending foot must land. But I was surprised and quite impressed to find that she only does this when we are at home: we came back from vacation and found not a single one, but they custom had been resumed when we looked, the next morning. ~S~ |
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18 Sep 03 - 09:20 AM (#1021375) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Arnie ....sit and watch whilst the old tom cat from up the road comes by and eats their dinner! Toby belongs to a near neighbour but believes in dining out - he's a sort of feline hobo, all grizzled and flea-bitten but a great character with a cute grey/white face. He considers that because of his grand old age he has a right to wander and eat where he wishes. As he's also stone deaf, there's no point in telling him to buzz off! Millie and Meg, my two cats, don't seem to object to him eating their dinner although I suspect they have little choice in the matter! If there's no food in the dish, Toby will come indoors and stare at whoever's at home in a most accusing way until he gets fed! Once he's eaten, he wanders up the road to see what's on offer elsewhere.... |
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18 Sep 03 - 04:18 PM (#1021669) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Liz the Squeak It is well known phenomena that sleeping cats weigh four times more than the same cat awake. LTS |
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18 Sep 03 - 10:16 PM (#1021813) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Ely You're lucky, WYSIWYG--my old cat used to leave shrews and mice on our pillows. She'd also bring live birds into the house and release them in our living room (which had a story-and-a-half vaulted ceiling). |
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18 Sep 03 - 10:36 PM (#1021826) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Bert They always complain bitterly about their cat food but chew their way into the bag to steal the very same stuff. At this very moment Millennium is dipping her paw into the hole in the bag and pulling out the morsels and eating them as though they were the most delicious food ever, while the same stuff is lying untouched in the bowl. LadyJean, that's exactly what our two cats do. They must be fully paid up members of the cats union. Any time someone is working in the kitchen there are pitiful appeals from two half starved cats who would have you believe that they haven't eaten for weeks. Floppy didn't used to like people food and it took him a couple of years to appreciate it. Now he rushes to get it first. |
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18 Sep 03 - 11:51 PM (#1021867) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: LilyFestre Sometimes my cat is sadistic. Norm, a sweet, cuddly, innocent looking yellow tabby takes to playing with the field mice. Most recently he has been observed catching a field mouse, carrying it up into a tree and dropping it to the ground. He dashed down the tree, caught the same mouse and returned to the branch above only to drop the mouse again. He repeated this several times until my husband caught the field mouse and released it out into the field! Sometimes my cat Daphne is downright possessive. Her latest trick is to hop up on her Papa's chair anytime that I walk by and lean down to kiss him......BOOM...she's in my face MEOWING...as if to say...That's *MY* man.....lips OFF!!!!!!!!!!! LOL Michelle =^..^= |
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19 Sep 03 - 01:10 PM (#1021920) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: GUEST,Kim C no cookie His Royal Highness Thumper of Antioch will lick the gravy off the canned dog food I top off the dogs' dry supper with. He doesn't care about the meaty chunks - just the gravy. We try to give him his own, but he still wants theirs. I think it's a power thing. He has finally made friends with Sampson the Giant Puppy, and will sit in the rocking chair and play-smack the dog's nose. |
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19 Sep 03 - 04:05 PM (#1021998) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: izzy Wellington, an Egyptian Mau, will not eat in the morning until someone has proffered a foot for him to roll around on ecstatically. He will also stalk his own tail and pounce on it when it twitches. If he is on someone else's lap, it's very easy to upset him by stroking him AND THE OTHER PERSON at the same time. He can't stand it. Merlin, part Persian, refuses to believe in water and gives perfectly soundless squeaks. And they have both, at one point in their kittenhood, had a problem with kicking themselves in the head. We also once had a cat who enjoyed climbing my father to hear him scream and would then dash away with her tale arched madly ...but that was a long time ago. |
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19 Sep 03 - 04:08 PM (#1022001) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: katlaughing These are great stories, folks. Thanks for sharing and keep 'em coming!! |
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19 Sep 03 - 08:07 PM (#1022108) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Firecat ...use me as a pincushion. Greebo's particularly bad for that! Mind you, I think I should be used to it by now. In January, I'll have had 20 years of feline experience! Yes, I've been round cats all my life!!! |
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19 Sep 03 - 09:22 PM (#1022139) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Drumshanty We have three. My husband belonged to Cheeky and she really didn't want me as well! She'd constantly slash the backs of my legs when I walked past her when we first got together. Then she had Topsy (and four others) and I belong to Topsy, who snores louder than any of the rest of us, greets me each morning by sitting in the bath, won't drink water except from a running tap, won't let me go to the bathroom without her ever, will give me a high-five to get petted then chirrups and growls and generally gabbles all the while she's getting cuddles. But she will not be picked up and never sits on anyone's lap without drawing blood. She's also the fattest, but the only one who can get up on top of the wardrobe for a quick kip. She's also the only one who still piddles on the carpet when her tray is dirty or when she's in a snit. Harley was brought to our door just before Christmas three years ago by a couple of kids. He was teeny and starving but he soon settled in. He's now his Daddy's boy completely. No time for me at all. He sleeps in a box that's way too small for him during the day. When we go to bed at night, he waits till the light is off, then gets on his Daddy and purrs and dribbles and dribbles and purrs, then gets off, runs about really fast, bouncing off walls and furniture, then cries a bit (he can't meow properly) and brings us his fish-on-a-string toy. Then we can go to sleep. Life wouldn't be the same without them. |
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30 Sep 03 - 01:16 PM (#1026720) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: katlaughing Drumshanty...But she will not be picked up and never sits on anyone's lap without drawing blood sounds like my Kelpie! She purrs like a boiler factory, though. LOL Another comment on those felines about whom I started this thread: Sometimes my cats remind me of a bunch of little Romans in fur togas; indolent, sated, they lumber over the window sill to the "balcony" of their enclosure (the "chicken coop.") There they munch down a few tickly blades of grass, then come back in to the "vomitorium" i.e. anywhere on the wall-to-wall carpeting, and upchuck hairballs, breakfast, etc. Bunch a'little Caesars! BUT, that's the usual part. What really gets me was yesterday morning, in my house with FIVE CATS!, what did I see while in the kitchen? Disappearing over the edge of the sink, between it and the window? The arse-end of a mouse, long tail trailing!! Not only that, I saw it scurry acrosss the counter-top about an hour later and go down the same bolt-hole! Said hole and another one found around a pipe to the outside are now plugged up and traps laid (though I prayed that the little bugger would sod off as I hate the thought of killing anything, unless of course it's my cats' doing, but they would just play and I'd get it away from them.:-) Anyway, we've decided they are way too well-fed. I even took a couple of them out there, opened the lower cupboards and set them on the counter, the "forbidden zone." Apparently, the aversion therapy worked too well, they wouldn't even stay long enough to catch a scent! In our house in Wyoming, we had trouble with an old one who liked to pee on the counters and stove. This morning, Rog said, "Where's a pissing cat when ya need one?!" **BG** *Sigh*...nothing in the trap this morning, so maybe my prayer and the stopping up the holes worked. The worthless moggies are crunching away on dry food, but no "throat-tickling" so far this a.m., so at least the carpet is spared! kat |
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30 Sep 03 - 01:33 PM (#1026738) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: GUEST,pdc Did any of you click on the video link I posted upthread? I expected posts with howls of laughter (!) |
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30 Sep 03 - 07:36 PM (#1026839) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: katlaughing pdc, I did a google search and each of the four links I found and tried were not working. Would you please post the addy where you found it? I'd like to see it. tks, kat |
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30 Sep 03 - 11:30 PM (#1026924) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: GUEST,pdc katlaughing: I also did a google search, and everything I came up with worked. Do you have Windows Media Viewer? I'm giving you three sites, with the best one first. Funny cats video If that doesn't work, try this one, but you have to scroll down to the entry "funny_cats_1.wmv" Funny cats video, second choice A third choice -- also have to scroll down. Cats third choice I hope one of these works -- if not, I can check some more. Anyone who loves cats should see this. Cheers. |
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30 Sep 03 - 11:42 PM (#1026928) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: LadyJean Musetta kitty has been trying to mate with the keyboard on my computer. I had a tabby with a sense of humor. Ocelittle (since she wasn't an Ocelot.) liked to bring live cicadas into the house and turn them loose. I don't know if she was saving them for later, or if she enjoyed watching us try to catch them. Ocelittle liked to go up the back of a wing backed chair to surprise people. If you turned around and patted her, she thought this was a fine game, and bit. One day, the minister sat in the wing backed chair. Of course she bit him. Fortunately, he was a cat man, and didn't mind. |
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01 Oct 03 - 12:50 AM (#1026958) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: katlaughing Love those names, LadyJean! pdc, thank you! I finally figured out that I needed to reconfigure my proxy settings, which menat, really, that I needed to tell ZoneAlarm it was okay for Windows Media to connect! Sorry about that. Loved the video, poor mogs, some of them! Of course none of mine are ever that silly or careless, oh no, uh-uh...**bg** kat |
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01 Oct 03 - 01:13 AM (#1026962) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: GUEST,pdc Glad you got it and liked it, kat! The music works well, doesn't it? |
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01 Oct 03 - 01:17 AM (#1026964) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: katlaughing Yes!!! LMAO!! |
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01 Oct 03 - 01:37 AM (#1026966) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: GUEST,a reg who shall remain nameless Sometimes my cats... Taste funny. I've discovered if you marinate them in milk before you BBQ them it gets rid of the gamey taste... Chip2447(oops. really doesn't BBq cats, stir fry maybe) |
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01 Oct 03 - 03:17 AM (#1026992) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Liz the Squeak Sometimes Amber the tortoiseshell will sit on the back of the sofa sound asleep and then suddenly miaw VERY loudly in your ear for no reason. She yells to be picked up and cuddled but hates it when you do so. I think she has some possession issues. Max the cat is going deaf and dafter every day. He spent 10 mins licking the wall last night. LTS |
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01 Oct 03 - 03:59 AM (#1027006) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Morticia Puddy has taken to coming to the pub with us. If it's busy in there, she just goes home again but if not she waits at the door until we are ready to go with a " And what time do you call this?" expression on her face. For some reason, although she likes to walk there ( no more than a two minute walk) she refuses to walk home and insists on being carried. I wonder what passers by make of a woman carrying her cat along the street at 11.30 at night? |
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01 Oct 03 - 05:34 PM (#1027540) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Liz the Squeak Oh come on Morty - a cat is the most NORMAL thing you've carried out of that pub! What about the regemental mascot of the SAS which you swaggered down the High Street with a few years ago?! LTS |
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01 Oct 03 - 05:38 PM (#1027544) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Liz the Squeak Oh no, that was me and the SAS regimental mascot... at least, that's what he told me he was... LTS |
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02 Oct 03 - 05:17 AM (#1027807) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Ella who is Sooze hides under the peace lilly and stalks us when we walk past... Eats the peace lilly because she can - then I have to pick the green out of her little front teeth. She now has a moroccan wicker basket, in which we keep all her toys... We pile them in, she selects which one she wants to play with and flicks it around the sitting room... Occasionally she brings them upstairs in the middle of the night, ready for us in the morning. Often she can be heard hissing, spitting and yowling at next doors cat - as they square up to each other through the glass door. Most mornings she wakes us religiously at 6am - most often by jumping on him in doors bits, causing a bolt upright reaction from him, and a giggle from me... If it's not that then she has a very good aim for full bladders. Most mornings she's on time, though some time she sleeps in - never on a weekend though... Sometimes she forgets herself, walks past the mirror leaning against the wall, jumps a foot in the air, puffs up and hisses at this strange cat hissing back at her. Other time she just loves having her armpits tickled, belly rubbed and brushed with the hoover brush attachment... no the hoover isn't on! Patterns on bedcovers are not allowed and go on just dare to move a leg or an arm in bed... she was booted off last night for trying to dig my arm out of bed... She's funny! mad and we're so glad we rescued her - from a timid scared shivering wreck we've got a very lovable loony, who's very sociable, but still anti kids... hmmm! |
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02 Oct 03 - 09:59 AM (#1027940) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: katlaughing Ella, well-described,, I can just *see* her pouncing and digging! My cats are completely spoiled, utterly devoid of any initiative at all. Either that, or as my son says, they've adopted my buddhistic tendencies to do no harm to others...I saw a second mouse yesterday! |
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02 Oct 03 - 10:12 AM (#1027948) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: John P . . . . lays around on her back looking too cute, almost begging to have her belly rubbed. But everything pointy is up . . . JP |
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02 Oct 03 - 10:15 AM (#1027951) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: John P My Cat Hates You Dot Com |
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02 Oct 03 - 10:15 PM (#1028472) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: GUEST,Ron Davies One day at rehearsal a soprano who worked for Alley Cat Allies stood up and said she desperately needed a home for a cat which otherwise would be euthanized in a very few days. My wife Jan had always lived with cats and I am also very much a cat person. So Lucy, the black cat in question, came to live with us. She has a very strong and not totally predictable personality, so much so that we have since acquired 2 black kittens to try to stimulate hoped-for maternal instincts (to curb tendencies of activities like chasing other cats off their own porches). After a rocky introduction, it worked like a charm. But (actually this could possibly be in a musical thread) Lucy also has several musical connections. First of all, she is an extremely opinionated critic. When I start playing the piano (I'm not spectacularly wonderful but I can play some Beethoven, Joplin, 19th century parlor songs etc.) she jumps up onto the top of the piano and listens to the music. But I am not allowed to practice. If I play a piece through, that's fine with her. But if I'm trying to learn a new piece and go over a passage slowly or several times to try to iron it out, she comes right down and sits on the keys. I'm not making much progress. Scondly, she has proven to be my muse. Two parodies based on her behavior have come to me while lying in bed. The first is to "I'll Be Seeing You" I'll be seeing you In every closet full of bags In every pile of dirty rags I love the way your stomach sags I'll see you on Jan's head again And when the night is through I'll be trying to read my book But I'll be seeing you. The second is to the tune of Tom Lehrer's "The Old Dope Peddler" As the dawn outside is breaking Comes a feline everyone knows It's our old friend Lucy Making noise wherever she goes She rips the carpet daily She scratches on the stair She makes the choice real easy "Feed me now or lose all your hair" Here's a cure for too much sleep-time Here's our daily pal----and pest It's our old friend Lucy Our beloved pet-------------more or less Never a dull moment with Lucy, Fern and Avery |
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02 Oct 03 - 10:54 PM (#1028489) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: katlaughing BRAVO, Ron!! |
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03 Oct 03 - 05:33 PM (#1029193) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Phot Drive me to distraction, Clyde, of Mudchat typing fame, has just lost a third of his tail to a Lurcher. Hello £200 vets bill! But he's still laying on the keyboard as I type! We don't keep cats, they keep us! Wassail! Chris. ^. .^ = " = |
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03 Oct 03 - 06:44 PM (#1029236) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: LilyFestre You've got that right! My husband and I are priviledged to be allowed to reside within the same abode as King Festre!!!!! Michellle =^..^= PS. While we are talking about cats here....do any of your cats insist on waking you up by nibbling on your eyelashes or licking your nose??????? Mine does!!!!!! |
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03 Oct 03 - 08:26 PM (#1029296) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Morticia I'm glad Claude is alright, Chris, even if it did cost serious money... what are we for but to spend our life's earnings on our cats anyway...( pssssst, that's what mine told me to say)? |
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04 Oct 03 - 12:26 AM (#1029382) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: MAG Beg and beg and beg, and then walk away when I (inevitably) relent and give them bits. Do absolutely function as my best ever alarm clock, since they get fed in the morning -- well, the good stuff anyway. They will crunch away on the dry stuff in the middle of the night. |
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04 Oct 03 - 11:04 AM (#1029555) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Catherine Jayne Merlyn the Mogificent thinks she is an Olympic swimmer and joins me the bath...especially if its got lavender oil in it. She thinks she is a feline sky-diver and kamakazi's off the top of the wardrobe onto the bed ...of which I am normally sleeping in......at about 4am landing very heavily onto my back inserting the full set of cat flick knives into my flesh! If Merlyn thinks I have been well behaved and a good girl she will bring me live spiders or mice (allbeit slightly stunned mice and spiders) again this is normally when I am in bed. Sits on my chest purring loudly so I wake and turn on the light to come face to face with a mog with a live creature in its mouth....at this point I am thinking about how I move the cat WITHOUT it dropping the contents of its mouth into my face. If the mission is successfully completed the mog will sit on the end of the bed and crunch the spider and eat it. If a mouse I dispose of it but I aint touch no spids! Oh and there was the time when she fell down the toilet..!!!............ |
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04 Oct 03 - 02:01 PM (#1029633) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: The Fooles Troupe There was a web site with pictures about training your cat to use the toilet, even flush it! Great for taking your cat travelling with you to motel rooms... Only real problem is that occassionally, Moggies get the bright idea to flush the thing several time in succession at 3am... "cause it's fun & I'm curious & bored!" Robin |
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04 Oct 03 - 02:07 PM (#1029637) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Phot Mort, Clyde is about to lose a bit more of his tail, he kept on chewing the end! So back to the vet on Monday! (Send your donation to.................!!) His tail is now totally covered with a red bandage, the kids next door think he looks really cool! And Gizmo still wakes me up by licking me eyes and nose! Smudge is still falling asleep on the window sill,......and then falling off! I'm starting to think Oliver is the only sane cat we have.............For the time being! Wassail! Chris ^. .^ = Y = |
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30 Oct 03 - 10:51 AM (#1044551) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: katlaughing Foolestroupe, I had a cat that trained himself to use the toilet, but he always waited for me to flush it! Sometimes my cats receive new names. My Ms. Lovee has a new one: Fluff'erupagus. Every morning, after I wash my hair in the sink, it hangs in front of my face, while I pick out the snarls with a "pic comb." Lovee jumps up into the chair beside me and begins to purr up a storm until I am done, then I have to run the comb over her forehead and down her back, with short little strokes over her rump region, as I "fluff" her up. She loves it and gets really out of sorts if I fail in my duty, so she is now Ms. Fluff'erupagus. kat |
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30 Oct 03 - 05:59 PM (#1044832) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Phot Latest idea from the vet, use 15mm foam pipe lagging to stop the daft bugger attacking his tail, then dope him up with Valium! Well it seems to have worked so far, the lagging comes off tommrow, watch this space! WASSIAL! (And just a bit skint!) Chris |
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12 Nov 03 - 12:40 PM (#1052510) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: wysiwyg Akula is my son's cat, really, but she lives with us. From the time he has left home he has taken responsibility for all her care, even tho he is on board a sub, and based in Pearl Harbor. Here's the latest. Hi Dave-- Akula really is a strange cat. We have a new juvenile pup in the house, probably temporary as we get him ready for adoption at SPCA (he arrived on our doorstep one day, crying, ignorant, and very thin.) Akula is not real happy-- she just got Ruby (#1 dog) under control! In the last few days she's done two really funny things. Ruby and Faulkner (pup) were playing and wrestling, growling, in the living room. It turned just a tad nasty (a chewbone being involved), but they were working it out-- till Akula decided it was too much. She flew out from behind a sheer curtain covering the windowledge behind me, jumping over my shoulder. She landed in the middle of them, spitting, with her fur all blown up, and then from that landing took off in flight again to land at the other end of the long room, on a dresser. They didn't follow her, and they chilled the hell out! Then, in another incident, she was watching them through the glass of the door that divides the kitchen from the laundry room (where I have moved her food and water. She didn't like drinking slobberied dogwater, and they were eating her expensive food.). When they are on the loose in the house, I put her in there and she is usually quite glad to go. Well, they were playing in the kitchen, ignoring her completely, and she was watching with her paws up on the door, looking very not-amused. Faulkner caught sight of her and rushed the glass, stopping before hitting the door. But by the time he got there, she had brought a paw up to smack him, and she smacked the glass so hard it sounded like a gunshot! She was as startled as the dogs, and the action paused as all parties tried to think this over in their little animal-brains. They all simultaneously backed away and got back to their own business! Come to think of it, she thought having my sister Carol's dog here for a few weeks over the summer was an outrage, too, and as I recall she threw a few punches, then, as well! ~S~ |
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12 Nov 03 - 01:04 PM (#1052525) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Clinton Hammond I have my cats pretty well figured out... except one thing that the youngest does... After feeding she wanders over to this one specific water bowl... has herself a drink... and then makes scratching motions in the carpet around the bowl with her front feet as if she's trying to cover the water over... anything nearby will end up in the bowl... Cat toys mostly... occasionally the chord from the nearby lamp... And it's just the one bowl... I don't get it... The water is fresh... and changed 2 or 3 times a day (once a day at the very least)... I just don't grock this at all.... |
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12 Nov 03 - 01:18 PM (#1052535) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: katlaughing CH, I've got one that does that, too, and it makes no sense at all...never have figured it out. The only thing I can think of is mine doesn't like sharing the bowl, so maybe she's trying to cover up the others' scents, or she's trying to spread her own to keep them away? I had twin male cats, one of whom has passed on. They both would scoop their dry food out, one kibble at a time, as though the bowl just wasn't good enough to eat from; made them seem so dainty for being such big fellahs! |
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12 Nov 03 - 01:22 PM (#1052541) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Clinton Hammond "scoop their dry food out, one kibble at a time" That likely meant the bowl was too small... If their whiskers touch the side while they're eating, it bothers some cats... We tend to feed on stuff that more resembles a saucer... even with dry kibble... :-) |
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12 Nov 03 - 02:03 PM (#1052576) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: GUEST,Lilyfestre One of my 5 cats also likes to scoop his food out with his paw and then eat it. The food bowl may be too small for his taste, but the others like it just fine! He has eaten this way for all of his 12 years....even before we had any other cats! He also drinks his water in this manner! He sits back from the bowl and very gingerly sticks his paw in (almost like he's testing to see that it's water and not something icky) and then scoops out 3 or 4 licks! Meanwhile, one of the others can't wait to get to the water. Each time the big bowl (we're talking popcorn bowl size) is picked up, Miss Ellie comes running. She can't wait to get at that water. She always sticks her head in while the water is still sloshing around and she almost always gets her nose wet which causes her to quickly draw her head back and shake her head in disgust...LOL...one of these days she might figure it out! And then there's Goose. He's the baby of the house and also THE Troublemaker! Most of the time, at least when the weater is nice, he likes to poke around outside. When he's in....he's usually into something! His latest trick is to stretch his upper body across the top of his water dish, placing his front paws on the farthest outer edge and then he PUSHES to water bowl over. He then watches in amusement as the unsuspecting humans walk through his big giant puddle of water! I think I can almost hear him squeak out an evil little chuckle as he watches with delight........... Michelle =^..^= |
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12 Nov 03 - 02:08 PM (#1052582) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: katlaughing LOL...wonder what he'd do with a heavier water dish?! I have a couple of ones who dip their paws for drinking, too. CH, I thought that was it, too, but since they were kittens they'd had a fish-shaped platter, very flat, to eat off of, and now a flattish, large pasta bowl, so I think it's just their preference. Silly things, really.:-) |
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12 Nov 03 - 02:20 PM (#1052593) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Clinton Hammond "Silly things, really..." Well, ya but isn't that one of the main reasons we have 'em? :-) |
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12 Nov 03 - 03:35 PM (#1052647) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: katlaughing Why, soy-ten-lee! I don't know what we'd do without the giggles they provide!:-) |
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13 Nov 03 - 12:38 PM (#1053190) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: maire-aine Momma Cat has to take medication for an overactive thyroid now, half-pill in am & half-pill in pm. I used to give her the morning one upstairs in the bedroom, and the evening one in the kitchen where she got a cat-treat for taking it nicely. Well now in the morning, she races down to the kitchen and waits there for her pill, because she knows she'll get another treat in the kitchen. I love it. And I'm just glad that what turned out to be wrong with her is something that can be fixed with a pill. It's worth it. |
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27 Sep 04 - 08:52 AM (#1282191) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: freda underhill a funny cat moment.. Tonight i went for a walk with my daughter (Bugface, who is visiting while we all await the birth of her older sister's baby). We left the house and wandered down the end of the street, and looked back to find my cat Delly was walking along behind us. When we crossed the main street, she sat and waited. An hour and a half later we came back, after having walked a huge loop along King St, having a meal, and there she was outside the house, still waiting. I had to wander down the street (to the pub, where members of Ecopella choir were having a meal after their practise) and who should follow me down the street but Delly. I went inside to chat for a bit, and to pick up a CD, and Delly walked up the steps of the pub and sat in the doorway until i had finished, peeking her head through the door and watching with interest. When i came out, she walked down the stairs again and then followed me back home. Melody from Ecopella gave me the offcuts from her steak.. a fine reward on return home! |
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27 Sep 04 - 09:22 AM (#1282213) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: freda underhill ps.. those scraps were for Delly! freda (dedicated veg) |
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27 Sep 04 - 01:56 PM (#1282426) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Sorcha Well, Boudicca, the new kitten really does believe that she is a dog....and last night about 8:30 we were sitting in the swing beside the pool. The rim is about half deflated, and she jumped up on it and got to watching the leaves floating in the pool. Mr said...go get your cat....well, I sure didn't want to startle her; then she WOULD have fallen in. She started doing the 'wriggle bum' thing....just prior to attacking the leaves......oh lordy, I didn't want to have to jump in the pool with jeans on. Besides, it's getting chilly after dark now! She won't come when called (of course), but I finally managed to distract her by throwing grapes at the side of the pool. She FINALLY jumped down to attack the grapes instead.....huge sigh of relief. Kitten would have been fine, (she doesn't seem to mind water but she would have shredded the rim of the pool getting out. |
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27 Sep 04 - 05:16 PM (#1282543) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Wesley S Our two cats have to wait until all of the lights are out when we go to bed before they start talking and crying their eyes out. Or chewing on a box. Or playing Kitty soccer. Luckily our three year old is a heavy enough sleeper that it doesn't wake him up. But it drives Mom and Dad batty. |
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27 Sep 04 - 05:37 PM (#1282563) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Hawker ....is the bravest cat in the world! ~ Tipsy (on account of the white tip on his tail and tips of his toes otherwise completely black)had his rear right leg amputated 10 days ago. Had half the stitches out today, rest out Friday. ....reminds me of a puppy when he suckles our Staffy Dog ~ Shadow who is blind and follows his brother Tipsy or the dog like a shadow really believes that Hawker the dog is his Mum! (Hawker is a boy) ....do the football thing too! though not since the operation! Cheers, Lucy |
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27 Sep 04 - 05:56 PM (#1282576) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: SINSULL My Lizzie is a confused little kittie who cannot comprehend corners. She will sit facing a corner and cry and cry until I come and get her. She has a similar reaction to mirrors sometimes. Alice as most of you know is a slut. She loves men. Her most recent conquest is the mailman. He never smiled for two years. Then one day Alice happened to be on the front steps when he arrived. She followed him. He tried to shoo her away. She continued to follow until he finally came back to the house to tell me that my cat was following him. He was so pleased to hear that she was in love with him. Now at mail time Alice sits at the front door and watches for him. But don't tell Micca. Ed has taken to pulling my hair at night when my breathing gets too loud. NO, I don't snore! His morning routine includes having his ears cleaned with Q-tips. Then a big fat kitty hug - he is huge. I get scratched if I forget. And Fred brings me voles every day along with an occasional bird. Unfortunately he sometimes slips them by me when he comes in and I have to track them down by smell days later. My neighbor has birdfeeders. She occasionally lets her two little yippy dogs loose in her yard to chase off Fred who sits patiently under the bird feeder waiting for a careless bird. |
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27 Sep 04 - 07:43 PM (#1282651) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Shanghaiceltic When the food comes out they appear like magic and set up a chorus to rival the best of Beijing Opera. When we arrive home they know the sound of the car and again appear from different directions. Bring us wee presents of the nieghbours fish..... |
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28 Sep 04 - 04:39 AM (#1282926) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Liz the Squeak Sometimes my cat tries to type with his head. Other times he uses his paws, on my hands, as if to guide me to a different letter. He likes to lick my wrists as I scroll down..... Sometime he just sits here and farts. LTS |
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28 Sep 04 - 07:36 AM (#1283029) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Micca Sins, I bet she dosn't piss on his coat!!!!, Little Morgana takes great delight in trying to catch the cursor on the screen while tap-dancing on the keyboard, she then farts with amazing nastiness(I dont know what she eats that produces such VILE smells) and goes off to the other end of the room with a sly grin! |
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29 Sep 04 - 06:09 AM (#1283868) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Bert Hey Squeaks, remember this old thread? |
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29 Sep 04 - 03:29 PM (#1284258) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: Liz the Squeak Ah, an old friend...... returning like an old stench. LTS |
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29 Sep 04 - 03:39 PM (#1284261) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: wysiwyg ... can't decide whether to allow the brush to relieve the AWFUL facial/neck/forehead itches or whether to box with the brush as a worthy sibling-opponent or whether to love-bite the brush as a worthy potential sex partner! But he always jumps on me as soon as he hears me flick the bristles! ~S~ |
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30 Sep 04 - 03:57 AM (#1284698) Subject: RE: BS: Sometimes my cat(s)..... From: GUEST,noddy My (ex)cat now long gone would sit pariently at the door of a room to be let out, other times she would stand on her hind legs reach for the round door knob grab it with her claws, turn it and let herself out. I sat for weeks on end with my camera waiting for her to do it. I am sure she would look at me and think ..not this time buddy you want a photo ..you open the door for me. Eventualy she gave in and I got three photos. |