Show us your pussy!

[Netpackrat]

You knew somebody had to say it, as soon as the dog pictures thread was started.

Anyhow, the lower picture is Clair the Cat, who I acquired used in the fall of '95, and was carted all over Alaska during college, subsequent moves, etc. She had to be put down last month due to some sort of digestive failure that was becoming unresponsive to the drugs we had her on. Could probably have kept her going longer, but it wouldn't have been for her anymore. Her hobbies included snuggling, rolling over for belly rubs, tormenting the brown cat, and releasing live mice inside the house. I miss her a lot.

Upper picture is Cinnamon the Tabico Cat, who was also acquired used by Mrs. Netpackrat. She's not really useful for anything except holding down blankets and tearing up furniture and carpeting, but she's very sweet nonetheless. Her normal condition is fat, dumb, and happy. It's hard for me not to be resentful of her obvious glee at her newfound "only cat" status, but I can't really blame her, since Clair was an absolute bitch to her for pretty much the entire 8+ years they were together.

[Darrell]

Dogs have owners, cats have staff.

[FelixEstrella]

Cats make me sneeze.

[First Shirt]

Funny you should mention that...

This is Misery, so named because every time someone comes to the house, she wants to get up in their lap. Why? Because Misery loves company! When we found her, we thought she was a kitten, because she only weighs about 5 pounds, but she never got any bigger. She's about 17, almost blind, and has COPD, but she still gets around and demands her due respect, even from the dogs.

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And this is Rascal, aka Dipshit, because he does really stupid shit sometimes, like get out of the house, get under the house, and then forget how to get back out. He's about 15 pounds worth of rub-my-tummy immodesty.

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Neither is worth nearly the aggravation they cause, and I don't like cats anyway.

[Netpackrat]

Dogs have owners, cats have staff.

In the case of her royal greyness, Clair the Cat, it was more like subjects.

[princewally]

First up, Sweetie. She joined the pride at 3 weeks. A friend brought her over and another-recently fixed, with screwed up hormones-claimed the entire litter as her own, including trying to feed the litter. We kept one as a gift for pseudomom.




Ziggy, queen of the pride. She's 14, now.


Battlecat, who, at 3 months beat the crap out of a 30 pound male with a bad attitude.


We also have Poo(p). The second 'p' is silent. We got her pre-weaned, too. The runt of the litter, the first time I saw her, she was curled up in a little brown ball. She's pseudomom. The only picture I have convenient is her guarding Sweetie while I play.

[merll2005]

Maize showing her appreciation of the work of JMB.
After the previous cat Marshall Dillon* died my father said "I not getting another $%^#ing cat" Two weeks later the neighbors drop of the six month old kitten they can't keep at the barn. Three days later she's in the house. Dad says he didn't want a cat but my brother convinced him that the cat was too used to living inside to stay at the barn. Yeah and I have a bridge for sale.

*Marshall Dillon's brother was named Festus

[arctictom]

I like cats but I am allergic to them .

[Catbird]

I like cats okay, but I've never lived with one.

I seem to be the type who will visit a friend who has cats and the one which is so skittish that even they haven't seen it in a year except as a blur, will jump up in my lap, curl up, and start purring.

My favorite cat video: An Engineer's Guide to Cats.

My favorite cat story, courtesy of Law Dog:

I thought it passing strange that the vet gently demurred in allowing me -- with several decades of experience in holding animals far larger than a palm-sized kitten -- to assist in this little blood-drawing experience, instead summonsing his aide who promptly gently took the little bit out of my hands, laid him on the steel table and proceeded to grab an amazing amount of the scruff of his neck.

My paw to Freyja -- there was more fur in the aide's fist than there was left on the kitten.

I was about to opine something along the lines of, "Hey, he weighs a pound and a half. Is this really ..." when I noticed that my kitten was making a new kind of noise. One that I'd really not ever heard before. It was an odd sort of noise, somewhat like a very small, very distant, monumentally pissed-off chainsaw. Running full bore.

I'm not exactly sure, but I believe that the translation of this is: "Now I am become Shiva, the Shatterer of Worlds."

Folks, when your housepet starts quoting ancient religious texts, rest assured that someones day is about to get Very Interesting, Indeed. Trust me on this one.

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[Denis]

I like cats but I am allergic to them .

So do I and so am I Unfortunately, cats love me, so if I come anywhere near them they will schmooze, then clamber, sit and sleep on me. This leaves me bug-eyed, runny-nosed and and wheezing softly while they snooze in my lap. Horses have the same effect but - fortunately - none has tried to sleep on me yet...