posted December 08, 2013 11:49 PM            

Do like them, as long as they stay outside..and keep their cat ways off of my black clothing!

Do cats adopt you, or do you adopt them?

posted December 09, 2013 12:28 AM            

I like cats and other small animals, but I tend to get too emotionally invested in them that it's like killing blows when something happens to them. Can't handle it.

Also can't stand irresponsible pet owners. If I had the choice, I choose not to own a pet, but I take care of what is mine and give my heart to them.

posted December 09, 2013 12:33 AM            

Way back in the day, lived in a small place and left the window open so the cats could hop in and get a feed.

They'd hop on the table then on the floor, the table was one of those put your keys/watch/hat on deals

Late one night...walked out of the bathroom and looked down the hall and the ring leader of the cats looked at me, grabbed my watch...and out the window he went!

Was like..."...you little SOB..where are you going!!!!"

posted December 09, 2013 12:56 AM            

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Late one night...walked out of the bathroom and looked down the hall and the ring leader of the cats looked at me, grabbed my watch...and out the window he went!

Was like..."...you little SOB..where are you going!!!!"

That sucker was gone!

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posted December 09, 2013 01:21 AM            

I took the screen off my window when I lived in Cali so my cat could go in and out as he pleased. He always managed to come home around the same time and sleep with me.

posted December 09, 2013 01:28 AM            

His name then became..Thugee!

posted December 09, 2013 01:32 AM            

I love stray cats, they don't belong to anyone, come and go as they please.

Some years ago, I used to feed this huge ginger cat, he looked like a tiger cub or something lol. He came regularly for about 2 months, often at night. Maybe this is just wishful thinking on my part, but yah, one night he just walked up to me and dropped a rat at my feet, then backed away. Probably a "gift" or something lol.

posted December 09, 2013 01:35 AM            

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Originally posted by 12muddy:
I love cats. They like me. They're my familiars, unlike dogs - dogs almost always bark whenever they see me.

I love stray cats, they don't belong to anyone, come and go as they please.

Some years ago, I used to feed this huge ginger cat, he looked like a tiger cub or something lol. He came regularly for about 2 months, often at night. Maybe this is just wishful thinking on my part, but yah, one night he just walked up to me and dropped a rat at my feet, then backed away. Probably a "gift" or something lol.

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Nice, for me...late at night, perhaps I'd been drinking...will go out and call the local strays with food in my hands

Moon light...call the cats..next thing ya know 10-15 cats show up all...hungry, a literal mob of cats

posted December 09, 2013 02:39 AM            

I got into a fight with my Aries partner because while I was buzzed (as I ordered a "hot" Thai dish which was much spicier than I expected but was so delicious while heated that I didn't want to wait several minutes to get some rice so I ended up drinking more Singhas than I should've) me and others went into the store to grab some things and on the spur of the moment I saw some Fancy Feast on sale and just grabbed some as a treat for the "outdoor cats" and no one noticed until we got home and Aries was angry that I made a big deal about our finances when I just bought several cans of Fancy Feast for cats that didn't even belong to us. As my tongue was still burning from the Thai prawns I made some ice cream topped with brandy for both of us and after Aries seemed to forget I was careful to put the emptied cans into the cat lady's recycling bin so Aries wouldn't see any reminders of "Fancy Feast Gate."

posted December 09, 2013 02:54 AM            

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Originally posted by PixieJane:
Btw, cats LOVE cold turkey. When your Thanksgiving turkey isn't as fresh as it was let the cats (at least outdoor cats) get it, I'd see a bunch of them grab a piece and run off growling they loved it so much.

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posted December 09, 2013 02:57 AM            

For myself, a litter of strays had a very very virulent flea infection

Social network led to a vet tech of a friend shaving the cats hair off...still did not save it's life

posted December 09, 2013 03:00 AM            

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Originally posted by PixieJane:
Btw, cats LOVE cold turkey. When your Thanksgiving turkey isn't as fresh as it was let the cats (at least outdoor cats) get it, I'd see a bunch of them grab a piece and run off growling they loved it so much.

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They also really like chicken thigh bones..sometimes...

When I roast some chicken legs/thighs I put the pan outside..

posted December 09, 2013 06:28 AM            

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Originally posted by Padre35:
Nice, for me...late at night, perhaps I'd been drinking...will go out and call the local strays with food in my hands

Moon light...call the cats..next thing ya know 10-15 cats show up all...hungry, a literal mob of cats

For myself, this is one of the things that makes life Beautiful, it does not depend on $$$$..

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posted December 09, 2013 06:45 AM            

^ like a boss

I found her (or she found me) in the backyard of the place I was renting. I thought she was a stray but she tried to get into the house and she was way too friendly so my friends and I suspected that she could be just lost. We decided to keep her for a few days and we went around asking if anyone lost a cat. After a week, no one claimed her so we gave her to animal shelter. She got adopted a few days later. They said she was a few months old, <probably> a Siamese mix, with the "seal points", blue eyes and distinct meowwwwwwww.

LOL we used to talk about her sometimes, and we all agreed that we were happy to come home and have a cat rushing out to greet us. She did this thing where she climbed onto our laps, put her front paws on our chests, stared at us in the eyes and purred like a motor engine. Loved taking baths and all, she was such a cute cat.

posted December 09, 2013 01:41 PM            

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Originally posted by PixieJane:
A sad one was a very independent tom cat (though he did scavenge so me and the cat lady put out food for him) never let anyone pet him, not even me or the cat lady. Yet one day I came home to find him by my door. I opened it and he walked straight in wobbling. I knew something was wrong by how he moved and looking up his symptoms on the net I determined it was antifreeze poisoning. I called every vet in the phone book but as it was like 2 hours before Thanksgiving weekend everyone brushed me off and played stupid and even refused my offer to pay double to see him now (because he'd die unless treated within the next few hours, as far as I knew it was already too late). The most one did was say she could schedule an appointment for Monday and I was like, "Don't you understand that he'll be dead by then?" She refused to understand, she wanted to get off for Thanksgiving.

I pretty much gave him a warm lap and let him lay on blanket in a box. I checked on him frequently and he died about 2 AM on Thanksgiving. I lost a lot of faith in humanity that Thanksgiving, but the cat lady next to me did bury him and we held a funeral for him (even though he'd chased her once). For what it was worth (probably not much) I did create some fliers about using the safer kinds of antifreeze and passed them around the neighborhood.

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For some reason, my siblings thought I was a miracle healer or some mess and kept bringing me almost dead animals that one of our dogs kept catching. They brought me a squirrel that had a chance at living, but no vet was open that weekend.