Cat Club! (for owners with cats only)

Well, I have 3 cats and no other pets. Let me tell you about them.

The first one is a tabby that my wife and I bought at a pet store (I regret that now) when I was studying in university. This kitten was in a cage with her sister and when my wife picked her up, she just leaned into her and closed her eyes. My wife started crying and there was just no that I could say no.

What a little scoundrel this kitten turned out to be. On the way home in our car, she farted. And my wife was like "Awwww......how cute, did you do a little whoopsy?" I was not impressed and asked her how come it's "cute" when the cat farts but repulsive when I do? And she said that that cat's fart is "this big" (separating her hands by about 12cm/1 foot. Whilst my farts are "THIS BIG" (separating her hands out as far as she can).

I kind of saw her point.

This kitten that we named "Isabelle" turned out to be one particular cat I don't like. It repeatedly crapped in various corners around the house. It urinated in various pots. One time I accidentally stood on its paw. Isabelle lifted up her sore paw to me, ran off and crapped in another corner.

Isabelle turned out to be one mean, nasty, angry and unsociable cat. She can barely be patted, hisses like a snake, snarls like a dog and lives almost permanently beneath our bed, like some sort of feline troll. Bizarre. And she has got the most annyoing meow I've ever heard. More like a combination between a meow and a growl that ends up sounding like some sort of demented whine. I call it a "meowl". Isabelle also infuriates me by constantly laying on the kitchen and dining table, lying on all my clothes, lying on my side of the bed and lying on top of my favourite couch pillows. I call Isabelle "crap cat" which unfuriates my wife who invariably says "crap husband".

Years later, I have graduated from university, moved area and am working in my new profession. One night we hear a foreign (proper) "meow" outside our kitchen. My wife opens the door and there is a very pretty but skinny Meine Coon cat. It was famished and so we gave it food and milk. We put her in our bed that night and this cat did not stop purring almost the whole night. I was cracking up laughing as I made almost a game of this cats purring. She would finally settle down (both the cat and my wife) and then I would make a bit of movement which immediately started up the purring machine. I did this over and over, waiting for the cat to go quiet, and make the purring start up again with the slightest hint of movement.

This cat has a very bushy tail so I called it "Bushell". Bushell does one thing with me that she doesn't do with my wife-play "headsies". In particular each morning as I'm getting ready for work, Bushell climbs up on the bathroom vanity. And she leans her head out for me to lean my head into her. And we bump and rub heads together. She loves it, and I do it with her almost every morning.

About a year later, my wife was calling outside for the other 2 cats to feed them, when suddenly from under our car ran a Calyco cat. Apparently she was absolutely frantic for attention the first time my wife saw her. She ate and drank a little, but was starved for attention. She is the friendliest of all 3 cats. And she harasses poor Isabelle. She loves to go right under our bed where the tabby troll cat lives and bug her by just sitting right next to her. You can hear Isabelle's "meowl" from under the bed.

I've called this cat "Stampy". Because in the morning she stomps on you to remind you for food. The other cats will lie next to you on the bed. Stampy in the morning actually lies on top of you, regardless of whether you're sleeping on your back, stomach or side. We have a small window in our laundry that is screwed partially open. Just enough room for our cats to go in and out. For a week, Stampy helped herself into our home and slept every night on the water heater during the day and on top of a shelving unit in our hallway. She gradually crept into the rest of our home.

So that's our 3 cats.


Oh yeah, I almost forgot. My dad one day brought home a little kitten which infuriated my mum. So I calmed my mum down by saying that I'd look after it for a couple of months and get it house trained. It ended up being 6 months. My wife said that she never saw an ugly kitten in her life but this one was. It had ears that were too large in proportion to its body. It also had very long legs and it was white with big black blotches all over. My wife said it looked like a little Fresian cow.

I called it "Moo".

laughed alot and thanks for posting about them. isabelle has some bad habits and i wish you well with that 1! let me tell you about kudo our stray black cat with a bob tail! he is fixed now but when he showed up he would lie on top of my dads 'vette and use his nails on it!! my dad was well you know! he is no longer a tom cat and now has become the resident lazy cat that we think is deaf. you can run past,over,drop things arond him...he just keeps sleeping. he is overweight because he doesn't move much anymore...probably 10 yrs old now the vet thinks. he would rather sleep than chase anything but if you open a bag and he hears it..he comes strolling by meowing. 'treats!' he knows the word. loves bag food like crackers,chips,cat jerky...etc

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Do the pets here come in domestic or are they mainly spacey looking ones?

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Hello my name is Pat, my handle is jpatrickham, I am the proud owner of two Cats, Peekaboo, Peeka for short, age eleven years, and Tinkerbell, Tinks for short age two.

I used to hate Cats, couldn't stand them. I came home one day from work and there were two little kittens, my Wife and Son went and got them. At first I was fit to be tied, but after awhile, I caved in.

Those two are gone now, the Lord has them, but we have these two, and with the difference in there age, it can be crazy, to say the least. These two are my little girls, I spoil them as if they were my own children. The youngest is really a Puppy, or so she thinks. And so I think, she loves to play, she rolls over on her back and when you go to scratch her belly she grabs your hand with her front paws, and chews on you. Not hard, in fact its a lick, then a nibble and then another lick.

It is really neat to have a Post like this. here I am, a full grown man talking about my little Cats, who would have ever thunk it.

Awww I miss my cat, only get to see it like once a year when I go home

Hello David 09, I have been busy lately. I have been working in my yard, trimming trees and bushes. I am disabled some what, and have neglected my yard. Well, so far, I have felt well enough to do what I have neglected to do. What is your Cat's name and how old is it? Unfortunately we are going through some trying times with my youngest Cat Tinkerbell. We have caught her urinating on the carpet, we were shocked, and have had the carpet cleaned, and had her to the Vet, to make sure she wasn't sick. Fortunately it is only an emotional problem. I believe she is a schizophrenic Cat. That is just my luck I sure know how to pick them. We simply love "Tinks," we call her for short, and are doing everything possible to get her through this trying time.

I'm working on getting video of my big cat, Ferguson. He carries toys upstairs from a box in the basement, and has to serenade us while he's doing it! Middle of the night we'll hear this muffled 'meow, meow, meow' and he'll show up with a stuffed pig or duck or something in his mouth.

My older Cat does something similar, she waits till all are in bed then serenades us. Now the Younger Cat will have none of it. She is the big cheese now, and in no uncertain terms lets the older know it. They are so much fun, just like Children.

This is a bit of a bump, but I liked the topic, so...

Britches will always rattle the doors of the kitchen cabinets when he's ready to go to bed, around 10:30 every night.

No, it's not...he's a big Norwegian Forest Cat, black and white...

Come to think of it, I should put him as my avatar...is that your cat in yours?

I adore cats. I have two kitties. Butch O'Malley and Buttercup. They are really characters.

Butch




Buttercup

........ Well, I have to admit that I love cats. Sadly, the cats from all over seem to know how to find me.

I have 3 indoor cats; Lucy, Patches and Buddysocks........ and 2 outdoor cats that found their way: BB & Junebug.

Lucy is my 3 footed kitty, she was born without a back right foot. A real blessing and a reminder of God's providence.



Patches is my Calico kitty. She's been with me for some time now..... going on 8 years. She is the "queen bee".



Buddysocks is a mut........ part Blue Russian (with the skin allergies ) and he is not the sharpest tool in the shed, talks incessantly when he's not sleeping, but is very loving and loyal.



I like BB, he's the youngest who arrived on my porch. I let him in over the winter because he's a character...... and quite loving. Until I can get him fixed, he is strictly an outside kitty



Junebug is my adopted big black cat. He was originally my brother and his family's pet, but human allergies over-ruled the cat living in the house. All I can say is he is a particular cat. He wants to be inside, but he will not use the either of the litterboxes and he is constantly at odds with Patches (or maybe more accurately Patches doesn't give him an inch).

He does things his way, but he knows who his human is.

Buddysocks looks a little like Scout, one of my cats...she has the same charcoal grey fur, but with white tips that make it shimmery...

cute cats!! buttercup awwwwwwwwwwwwww

Lord help us, but we're up to 8 now. When my M.I.L. passed away in Dec, Karen decided we had to take the near-feral she'd been feeding. 'Hope' is living in the garage still, but we're hoping to get her tamed. Still need to check her for anything nasty that could get passed on to the rest of the family. Hope is Angel's mom, Binky's daughter, and Ferguson's aunt.

hee hee ^ you are a good person dia liom.

i am living in my own apartment now and this morning i found a small,starved,male cat in the outside trash hauler..eating old tomatos! I went and got fresh meat out of my fridge & came back and fed him. Tonight after going out with my boyfriend I found the tiny cat still here so I brought him in. I have named him PeeWee. lol I hope he uses the litter box. My female is hiding. I had to put her in another room for now. I have to take him to the vet...I dont know anything about him,he looks unaltered and hes adult but in sickly shape. He is short haired orange with a white striped tail lol. He is fast asleep on my bed.