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I was washing dishes yesterday when one of the kittens came to me wanting some attention. Seeing that I wasn't giving any, the kitten then crawled up my leg, then up my back and onto my shoulder and rubbed it's face against mine. After a bit, it wanted down, so it worked it's way down from my shoulder down my back and then it got to my belt. The little brat was stuck and couldn't figure out how to get past that point, so it crawled back up my back and mewed at me, then it tried again, and then a third time. I gave in, dried my hands and picked it up and set it down on the floor.
I was washing dishes yesterday when one of the kittens came to me wanting some attention. Seeing that I wasn't giving any, the kitten then crawled up my leg, then up my back and onto my shoulder and rubbed it's face against mine. After a bit, it wanted down, so it worked it's way down from my shoulder down my back and then it got to my belt. The little brat was stuck and couldn't figure out how to get past that point, so it crawled back up my back and mewed at me, then it tried again, and then a third time. I gave in, dried my hands and picked it up and set it down on the floor.
Only when they're young do most cats climb their staff people. It's adorable, albeit painful.
~grins~ My older cats still sometimes try, but I tend to stop them. But several of them do like me to hold them.
I've got two... Xena, a very large (16 lbs and not fat) solid black shorthair, and Trillian, a rather small (7 lbs) mute calico shorthair.
Xena is dumb as a post and never got the memo that cats are supposed to be graceful. She's also afraid of mice and the outdoors. But she's a really sweet lap cat, and loves to be picked up and carried around.
Trillian is skittish and doesn't like to be picked up at all, but will hop into your lap if you're sitting down. She can also make amazing leaps that I didn't think cats could normally do... like leap from the floor to the top of a wardrobe closet that's six feet tall!
They hate each other.
I mean, they really hate each other.
The mostly avoid each other: Xena lives in the basement and first floor of my house; Trillian lives on the second floor. The staircase and landing are no-man's land. But when they do get into a tussly, Xena pretty much always backs down.
She's such a wimp. But a very cuddly wimp.
My Bengals very often made 6' vertical leaps with ease when they were younger. Now that the spouse has gone and piled mountains of stuff into our poor house, they get more exercise role-playing as mountain goats. ;)
The Ninjago Lego movie will have a colossal kitty in it.
Lego movies are already worth seeing. Now it's worth seeing twice.
^w^
Our deaf white ninja cat Zoe (rest her soul, she has passed on) was insane about her leaps, she loved to jump to the top of our doors without a running start, just from standing. For a deaf cat, she was REALLY stealthy too, ninja cats, there are indeed out there. (she was also really good at pretending to be a cat statue, and being pure white, occasionally people thought she WAS a statue, also hilarious!)
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People who say that cats don't care have simply never owned cats.
NobodysWife had emergency surgery on Tuesday morning, and returned, sore and exhausted, yesterday afternoon.
Everything seemed normal until we went to bed.
Nefret, our little fluffernutter ragamuffin, has settled in with NobodysWife. For nearly 12 hours now. When NobodysWife moves or stirs, Nefret purrs loudly and pushes against her, putting her back to sleep and getting her the rest she so desperately needs. (For reference, normally by the time I'm up and about at 5:30 am Nefret is desperately demanding to be let outside, so this behavior is VERY unusual for her...)
Good little healer kitteh!
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People who say that cats don't care have simply never owned cats.
NobodysWife had emergency surgery on Tuesday morning, and returned, sore and exhausted, yesterday afternoon.
Everything seemed normal until we went to bed.
Nefret, our little fluffernutter ragamuffin, has settled in with NobodysWife. For nearly 12 hours now. When NobodysWife moves or stirs, Nefret purrs loudly and pushes against her, putting her back to sleep and getting her the rest she so desperately needs. (For reference, normally by the time I'm up and about at 5:30 am Nefret is desperately demanding to be let outside, so this behavior is VERY unusual for her...)
Good little healer kitteh!
Damn skippy. If your cats feel that you love them, they almost always love you back, each in their own way.
Ours get upset when we transition from a discussion to an argument, begging for us to calm down and stop, loudly. We know it's bad when Goober (the daddy cat) gets involved as he is the mellowest of the four.
Somewhat to our amusement Goober is the most sensitive about noticing when one of us is unwell, sometimes before we really know it ourselves.
Several years ago, Tigger, the kitten that my mother and I saved from my dead brother's apartment, died. One day, I came home from work to find her lying on the floor just inside my room with a broken spine just above her hips. Apparently she tried to jump off my bed and landed wrong. She died the following morning. My fondest memory of her was, when she was still a kitten, coming out of my mother's room carrying a skein of knitting yarn larger than her.
Awww, poor Tigger. *glomps*
Just going to 2nd what Comrade said.
That seriously sux John, so sorry man! Rest well Tigger.
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People who say that cats don't care have simply never owned cats.
NobodysWife had emergency surgery on Tuesday morning, and returned, sore and exhausted, yesterday afternoon.
Everything seemed normal until we went to bed.
Nefret, our little fluffernutter ragamuffin, has settled in with NobodysWife. For nearly 12 hours now. When NobodysWife moves or stirs, Nefret purrs loudly and pushes against her, putting her back to sleep and getting her the rest she so desperately needs. (For reference, normally by the time I'm up and about at 5:30 am Nefret is desperately demanding to be let outside, so this behavior is VERY unusual for her...)
Good little healer kitteh!
GO HEALING KITTY
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Several years ago, Tigger, the kitten that my mother and I saved from my dead brother's apartment, died. One day, I came home from work to find her lying on the floor just inside my room with a broken spine just above her hips. Apparently she tried to jump off my bed and landed wrong. She died the following morning. My fondest memory of her was, when she was still a kitten, coming out of my mother's room carrying a skein of knitting yarn larger than her.
may she rest peacefully.
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Oww, cats never let you get the funniest most cute pics!
Zoe, when I got her for my wife as an Christmas present (she picked her out) the first day we had her, we already had two other full grown cats, a half-russian blue mix (Bastion) and Quinn, an american short hair tabby both go to chase her, she leaps perfectly between them, they bonk heads from a running start, looked confused and stunned, Zoe proves she is a ninja even as a kitten, grooms herself in victory!
Again, deaf all white cat ninja...it was priceless.
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Glad to hear you are doing alright John. I know for sure it can take awhile to get over something like that. I had a similar situation with one of my cats.
I'll spoiler it just so people can avoid reading it easily, it's sad.
Seriously... you've been warned.
I came home from work one day and found Tuli laying on the floor near the back door and didn't even move when I walked in. I immediately knew something was wrong because she normally walks over to get petted before flopping over on the ground to get belly rubs.
Grabbed the wife and headed to the only 24 hr emergency vet in town. A few hours later, I stand next to the table petting her as I tell the vet to put her out of her misery. We later learned that she died from an abnormally shaped heart that caused fluid buildup. Thankfully I had a picture of her saved on my phone when she was laying with our other cat, Lily.
I've had pets die, buried them, watched the vet euthanize them... whatever, and it never hit me really hard. I was a kid for all those and never had a deep bond with the pet.
Tuli picked us out really. We came in, she demanded to get attention from inside her cage while the other cats just lazed about. We took her home and kept her and the other cat separated so Lily could slowly get used to her. Tuli lived in our bedroom for a few weeks while Lily had the house to herself. After that they got along alright.
Tuli ended up claiming me as her human and I provided a good warm lap to lay on with pets and belly rubs included. It worked out great.
Since she passed we got another cat, a little kitten that has grown into a cat sized kitten, named Waffle. He is a lovable little spaz that enjoys tormenting the other cat, running around the house like crazy, and laying on my lap.
That was tough to type out. Hopefully by sharing it I can heal some.
I have unfortunately had to bury 7 ferrets and three cats, I am not a man given to displays of emotion, but, I cried each time. My pets are family.
Thanks for sharing Wraith...could not have been easy to say the least
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Thanks GM_B.
I usually have a very firm hold on my emotions but my memories of Tuli always elicit a few tears from if not outright crying.
I know the feeling Wraith...boy do I ever...
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Thanks to THIS, cats are now a PC race for Pathfinder.
Not cat people. Not large wild cats and alpha predators like lions and tigers and bobcats. House cats.
Thank you, Sandy Petersen and your take on the Cthulhu Mythos for Pathfinder!
:)
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When I have a fever, my cat thinks I am wonderful to lie on. I am warmer than usual and don't move much.
Go healer kitt... well, you know.
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Thanks to THIS, cats are now a PC race for Pathfinder.
Not cat people. Not large wild cats and alpha predators like lions and tigers and bobcats. House cats.
Thank you, Sandy Petersen and your take on the Cthulhu Mythos for Pathfinder!
:)
HAH. Just Sunday I was running a quest in Neverwinter Nights involving a group of dream-voyaging PCs hopping on a boat crewed by Dreamlands humans and Cats of Ulthar, bound for Celephais. What lucky timing.
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In my case it is "Get well soon. We need the cat pans cleaned."
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Mythos cats can destroy people who hate cats mysteriously, off screen.
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So I've been suffering from a combination of cruds the past three days, bad enough it also triggered a migraine and gut issues.
I'm sitting on one of the two rockers yesterday and our skittish neurotic black short-hair (shelter rescue) got out of her 'safety nest', made her way across the room, walked *right past the big ol' fluffball of doom* (adopted after Aunt passed, has heart condition but stubborn cranky kitty) and over to my side, sniffing at me and rubbing against me worriedly.
She did this for about five minutes then realized that fluffball of doom was there and froze. Fluffball of doom's response? Roll over and go back to sleep.
Once would have been an interesting oddity.
However, I drifted off to nap-state unintentionally because this crud/headache's been taking it out of me, and she came back over apparently and brushed at my hand to make sure I was still alive making a lot of concerned noises.
Again, fluffball of Doom's response? Meh. Whatever.
...this was a significant development in their personal interactions. Used to be they'd fight on sight of each other. Thankfully neither one has tried to get on my lap as I tend to wear shorts around the house...
I hope you feel better soon, Wei Ji
Thanks.
I work in a dry retail environment dealing with a lot of people on a daily basis and the way I have been feeling I'd be doing less of that than runs to facilities to handle personal needs in addition to the charms of 'hacking cruds'.
So, ah, yeah, personal health going into the 'homestretch' muy importante
*goes to pet cats*
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So.
Much.
SO much floof! Precious!
Skooma, not even once (Put down beverage before clicking)
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So, last week, I brought my cat Trillian to the vet for her annual check-up. Her blood work came back showing diminished kidney function, so the vet asked me to get a urine sample.
How do you get a urine sample from a cat?
I'm glad you asked!
The vet gave me a sandwich-sized Ziploc bag full of "hydrophobic litter," which has the consistency of coarse sand. The stuff repels water, so when a cat urinates in it, the urine stays on top and can't be buried. I was instructed to monitor the litter often, and to use a pipet to trnasfer a sample into a specimin jar, and then keep the sample in the fridge until I can return it to the vet's.
Of course, this is the cat that likes DEEP litter, so I was dubious that this would work.
I bought the smallest litter box I could find, and replaced her normal litter with this set-up.
Needless to say, the Queen was not amused!
After 36 hours of seeing no pee in the litterbox, I discovered the tell-tale smell in a corner of my home office.
I then called the vet, and they said that they could hold her for the day and would collect the sample. So I agreed.
12 hours later, the vet called to say that the cat had not urinated, and that they didn't have any overnight holding space.
I picked her back up and brought her home, and this time, I locked her in the bathroom, along with the rejected litter box. Six hours later, still no pee, and it was after midnight, so I went to bed, with the cat still locked in the bathroom.
My daughter came home from work at 2 AM. I'd texted her the whole situation, and she knew the cat would be in the bathroom. Of course, the cat finally decides to pee while my daughter is taking a shower. The cat then manages to track sand and cat urine all over the bathroom floor, which my daughter has to clean up. Fortunately, there was enough pee in the litterbox to collect a sample, which my daughter does.
Sample returned to the vet, and the results show no infection... which means we still don't know why an otehrwise-healthy 8-year-old cat has diminished kidney function. Vet says to wait until next year's appointment to run another blood test, and to look out for behavior changes.
Of course, the cat seems perfectly fine... just really annoyed at the whole thing!
I was asking myself, "Why, exactly, do I keep this animal in my house?" And then Trillian hopped into my lap and purred, as if to remind me.
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I am not sure what to say about that..cake...cat...fondant thing...