Posted on 09/03/2015 1:03:32 PM PDT by dennisw
Oh my gosh! That’s simply hysterical..I can’t stop laughing! LOLOLOL......
“You have four! Oh my gosh!”
It was never my intention to have that many. Normally two would be just right. But . . . another one needed to be fostered for my friend the rescue lady, and once in my home, she became number three. Then number four needed to be saved from the mean streets she was living on from the time she was a baby. Then her “owners” moved away and left her. I took her in too. Four of them now. I truly cannot afford any more. And Lordy, they eat better than I do!
“hork up hair balls”
Hair balls are a normal part of everyday life in my house. Also, regular vomit from one or the other of them. Since mine are all indoor cats, there is no shortage of puke and hair balls to clean up.
I thoroughly enjoyed looking at your profile page!
As long as Brutus Butt can get outdoors (which she worships), she will eat - large bugs, squirrels, mice, moles, voles, lizards, birds, etc.; and she will drink out of the river down below our house - maybe devouring a snake on her way down and back. She’s mean and naughty, has taken to hunting at night these days.
Ha! BB does not trust me one little bit when it comes to her “security”. When I go to let her out the door; she marks numerous pieces of furniture with the glands under her neck so she will be sure not to dare to get lost on her way back inside to get to her treat bowl & water dish. I am SHE WHO IS NOT TO BE TRUSTED to let her back in the house later.
Well I can relate as that’s how I ended up with Isabelle...though Big Cat brought her home....I looked on my deck and there she was prancing around Big Kitty who never lets another cat even close to his turf!
But I can’t imagine keeping four! Two was plenty enough..and yes they do eat better then we do!
Thanks! Appreciate that.
It took ages for this PC dummy to put all that there on that page. :)
At that point, I felt I should save him, and came up behind him and picked him up with both hands. He immediately spun around in my hands to face me and was in full spitting-fire attack mode ready to rip my face off or die trying. It was a fearsome little killing-machine, but he quickly realized I was OK and I carried him back into the house out of danger.
I will never forget that fierce little face.
I’ve caught a few of my cats over the years looking at me as if to say, “I wish I were about ten times bigger than I am. If I were, I’d dispatch you like you were a rabbit!” - Bless little Toby!
Fellows, I’ve learned the hard way not to feed my cats dry food with COLORING in it. All those little red & green & yellow kibbles look appetizing; but plain brown dry food with no coloring in it works great. (A pan of fresh water is vital, too.)
Plain brown dry food.
Freshen water regularly.
A little butter or a Tablespoon of bacon grease or olive oil once a month or so keeps the hairballs away.
Puking is a sign their food isn’t agreeing with them. - Also, brush them every once in a while to get rid of excess hair; otherwise they lick the hair off & injest it.
Absolutely NOT true.
Cats can and do form very close bonds with people, provided they’re socialized with people from an early age.
We adopted a “stray” from a shelter, and she took to my mother. While that cat became the “tough guy” of the neighborhood (kept dogs off our lawn, and killed and dragged an opossum out from under our front porch!) That cat was my mother’s “little baby.”
He spent every moment he could with her, and he knew when she wasn’t feeling well. When she was going through chemotherapy, he’d jump into her lap, and stretch out on her chest, putting a paw on either side of her neck, and nuzzle her under her chin for hour at a time.
While she was in the hospital, he pined and cried for her. When she didn’t come home, it was if he knew she died. He was inconsolable, stopped eating, and stayed in her room, under her bed, or in her closet.
A few months later, he ran away.
Mark
Yep, but since I “only” have four and you have five, you probably have more than me to deal with.
Thanks for the helpful advice!
A guy once told me:”If your cat were as big as your dog, you would be dinner.”
What scares me is that our cat has suddenly morphed into this nocturnal creature who begs to go OUTSIDE after dark; then wants to come inside and lounge on a chair & sleep most of the day. I think she is hunting a lot because she isn’t eating much of her kibbles. - It just kills her soul if we make her stay inside at night any more. - Maybe winter will change her tune; but I doubt it.
Just the call of the wild....
My cats Love me. The come when called and will come to greet me when i get home. This all depends on the how much time you spend with your cat (or dog)...the love you give, the love you get back.
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