Cats

ShadowWOW · January 12th, 2001, 10:42 PM

*Meeoowww*

susieB28 · March 1st, 2001, 01:55 AM

I have 2 cats; Duchess and O'Malley, and yes they are named after the cats in Aristocats, courtesy of my 5 yr old daughter...LOL

Terri · March 1st, 2001, 08:03 AM

I have one cat now, our old one died this past fall. The kitten is named Pixie and has been the source of many hours of enjoyment to our puppy and to us. I did a plaster sculpture of her and added fangs, it's called Paleo Pixie. I based this sculpture on her stalking abilities.

WA114 · March 23rd, 2001, 09:19 PM

ROFL!

My husband and I have two cats, and we have occasionally had to overcome difficult times. I just wanted to throw in my two cents and say that one should never underestimate the power of pet therapy. I think they'd have locked me up long ago were it not for the furkids. LMAO!

anniejoan · March 24th, 2001, 12:21 PM

I have an 11 year old manx cat who still thinks she's a kitten. She loves to cuddle and play and she loves dried catnip.
So I made her a really easy and inexpensive toy.
Take an empty toilet paper roll. Dip the middle section (sticky side) of a 3 inch piece of masking tape in dried catnip. With the two sticky ends of the tape, secure it inside the toilet paper roll.
TADA!!! A toy she absolutely loves and there is no mess.
She can smell the catnip but it doesn't end up all over the place.
She plays with it for hours and still is not bored with it.
When the catnip becomes stale, I can throw the toy out and make another.

Let me know how your cats like it.

WA114 · March 24th, 2001, 01:06 PM

Great idea, anniejoan! Thanks for sharing!

tupi · March 26th, 2001, 01:21 PM

....aaaaccchhhhhhoooooooo! scuse me.

:scratch..scratch....

I love cats

sniff, but... let me get my eye drops

they make me uncomfortable.

What wonderfuly audacious creatures they are though!

kathe nichols · March 26th, 2001, 01:38 PM

My cats are immune to catnip (it's a genetic thing) but they'll take the toilet paper roll, LOL! AND marbles, and any stray string, and socks, and...

WA114 · March 26th, 2001, 03:41 PM

LMAO!

Our little one likes to chew everything. The phone cord, toilet paper rolls, the corner of the remote control, etc. But they don't really play per se. You toss a toy or a foam ball and you get a scowl like:

Yeah? And what now, human? You expect moi to chase that thing around and thereby be the source of hours of amusement for you? Ha ha ha ha ha!

[kitty laughs so hard she falls off the top of the monitor...]

I don't think so, mortal!

Oh, how I would love to know what the little prissies are thinking sometimes...

ROFL

julesingresham · July 4th, 2001, 04:12 PM

LMAO WA114,my cats are like that to sometimes. It's like they are saying you expect me to play wtih that now. I even have one that is an alarm clock. He likes to get my husband and I up early on our days off.He'll bite our noses and cheeks or ears to wake us up. The only way to stop him is to keep him up late at night, Crazy critter. I'm glad to have him no matter what. Jules

bikerxena · July 4th, 2001, 07:38 PM

Hi fellow cat people! I have a great little cat named Ozzy. He's a shelter rescue cat. I was going to adopt a kitten, but went through the adult cat section because there were no kittens, and every cat seemed content...but one. One cat, terrified, gave me *THE LOOK* - "get me OUT of here!" A volunteer opened the cage, and I stroked his head, and he patted my arm with his tail. We bonded. I went back again the next day, having slept on it, and the poor cat was in "lockdown." He'd pitched a fit at one of the volunteers, riled up the other cats, and no one was allowed to touch him. Again, he singled me out with pleading eyes, and I knew I had to get him out of there. The people at the shelter thought I was nuts, to want an "incorrigible" cat. Well, I'd seen his gentle side, and was convinced he just needed love and quiet surroundings to be fine. It took a few days of going back every day, but finally a delightful Scottish woman was on duty, and when I explained the whole story to her and she seemed receptive, I convinced her to come to the cage with me. The little cat calmed down as I spoke to him and gave him "kitty blinks." The Scottish woman hesitantly opened his cage for me, and he immediately thrust his head under my hand to be petted, and again patted my arm with his big, fluffy tail. The Scottish woman said, "You two belong together." Yay! That day, I took him home, finally, and have never regretted it. I named him Ozzy after Mr. Osbourne, for having the dubious distinction of causing a several-kitty riot/lockdown at the shelter. <g>
I've had Ozzy for about a year now, and he's really a great cat. Most of the time he's a real sweetheart! He still grumble-growls sometimes when I pick him up, and occasionally hisses, but I've decided it's because he was both declawed and neutered before I adopted him, and he has no other way to assert himself. (They had him mis-identified as female in the shelter, and found out differently when they sent "her" to get spayed. Thank goodness the vet figured it out before they cut him open!) 
From the very first day, he's been the joy of my life! He greets me when I come home from work, and hangs out on the bed beside my computer when I'm online or working on the computer. He jumps on the bed, then walks up and kneads my stomach before I go to sleep. It seems to be a reassurance he needs. I love having him with me when I'm trying to fall asleep, since I'm a terrible insomniac and find him very soothing company.
I've made my own style of catnip toys - I take an an old sock, stuff it with some dried catnip, and secure it with an elastic hairband. He chews on it and tosses it around like a little nutcase. <g>. He has some other toys that he'll get a wild hair to play with, but only if it's his *own* idea. I found a really cool thing at the pet store, too - catnip bubbles. You blow bubbles, and the cat chases them both for the catnip scent and the oddness of bubbles. It took a couple of tries before Ozzy caught on, but now he watches the bubbles, tries to sniff the ones that land on his fur, and eventually starts trying to stalk and pounce on them. It's a fun game for him and me both. Since I'm such a doting "mom," here's a link to some pictures of <a href="http://members.home.net/bikerdeena1/pics1.html"> Ozzy </a>on the day I brought him home. (They're a ways down the page, past the Harleys and Klingons. <g>) I also have pictures of Nordie, a black tom I took in from friends who had a new baby and couldn't deal with a sick cat. The poor ole guy had liver/pancreatic cancer, and lasted about a year at my place before the cancer got him. There are also pictures of my dear old orange cat Candy, who lived with me for 10 of her ~16 years and was SO cool. I just loved her. She succommed to feline chronic renal failure about a year before Nordie. Candy was very special to me, and I miss her still. Thank goodness for Ozzy, and the fact that he's grown to love being hugged and cuddled. He's such a baby, I've decided - a fraidy cat when a big truck drives through the comdo complex, but the best comfort I could ask for when trying to thwart insomnia at night. Pet therapy, indeed!
On the same webpage, there's a link to pictures of a tiger I've grown to love, too. His name is Drifter, and he lives at a wildlife sanctuary north of here. A guy who owns a carwash down here sponsors him, so I've seen him up very close, uncaged but on a chain lead, and I've visited him at his home in the canyon, too. If you like big cats, you might want to take a look at the pics of Drifter hanging out at the carwash fountain. <g>

Lou · July 4th, 2001, 08:49 PM

(((((biker)))))

WA114 · July 7th, 2001, 08:17 PM

Well, sheesh. What can I say? Melt my heart, will ya, bikerxena? I never! LMAO!

Great story! Thanks!

bikerxena · July 7th, 2001, 08:29 PM

{{{{{Lou}}}}}
{{{{{WA114}}}}}

ScoobyWOW · July 16th, 2001, 06:03 PM

Wait I believe you all said that wrong.. we do not own our cats.. they own US! They allow us to care and feed them and when they choose even allow us to pet them!

I am owned by two cats. One is an orange tabby named Milo who is 2 years old. The other is a long haired gray tabby named Shadow. He will be a year old in September and already is almost twice the size of my 2 yr old. I do believe someone slipped him some miracle grow when I was not paying attention!

My oldest cat is a HUGE baby and also very much a talker.. esp. at 4 am when we are all trying to sleep! LOL!
He also makes sure he gets his attention while I am chatting. He seems to think he is my boa..lol! He will climb me like I am a tree and then proceed to lay across my shoulders and go to sleep.

One thing about cats.. they used to be worshiped as Gods and they have NEVER forgotten it!

March 1st, 2001, 01:55 AM	#2
susieB28 Registered User Join Date: Feb 2001 Location: Canada Posts: 157	I have 2 cats; Duchess and O'Malley, and yes they are named after the cats in Aristocats, courtesy of my 5 yr old daughter...LOL __________________ Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut, that held it's ground...

March 1st, 2001, 08:03 AM	#3
Terri Registered User Join Date: Feb 2001 Location: Florida Posts: 382	I have one cat now, our old one died this past fall. The kitten is named Pixie and has been the source of many hours of enjoyment to our puppy and to us. I did a plaster sculpture of her and added fangs, it's called Paleo Pixie. I based this sculpture on her stalking abilities. __________________ Let words touch wisdom teeth on way through mouth (Confucious)

March 24th, 2001, 12:21 PM	#5
anniejoan Registered User Join Date: Feb 2001 Posts: 340	Cat toy I have an 11 year old manx cat who still thinks she's a kitten. She loves to cuddle and play and she loves dried catnip. So I made her a really easy and inexpensive toy. Take an empty toilet paper roll. Dip the middle section (sticky side) of a 3 inch piece of masking tape in dried catnip. With the two sticky ends of the tape, secure it inside the toilet paper roll. TADA!!! A toy she absolutely loves and there is no mess. She can smell the catnip but it doesn't end up all over the place. She plays with it for hours and still is not bored with it. When the catnip becomes stale, I can throw the toy out and make another. Let me know how your cats like it.

March 26th, 2001, 01:38 PM	#8
kathe nichols Registered User Join Date: Feb 2001 Posts: 138	My cats are immune to catnip (it's a genetic thing) but they'll take the toilet paper roll, LOL! AND marbles, and any stray string, and socks, and... __________________ "One of the lessons of history is that nothing is often a good thing to do and always a clever thing to say." -- Will Durant

July 4th, 2001, 07:38 PM	#11
bikerxena Biker and Animal Lover Join Date: Feb 2001 Location: So Cal Posts: 327	Hi fellow cat people! I have a great little cat named Ozzy. He's a shelter rescue cat. I was going to adopt a kitten, but went through the adult cat section because there were no kittens, and every cat seemed content...but one. One cat, terrified, gave me THE LOOK - "get me OUT of here!" A volunteer opened the cage, and I stroked his head, and he patted my arm with his tail. We bonded. I went back again the next day, having slept on it, and the poor cat was in "lockdown." He'd pitched a fit at one of the volunteers, riled up the other cats, and no one was allowed to touch him. Again, he singled me out with pleading eyes, and I knew I had to get him out of there. The people at the shelter thought I was nuts, to want an "incorrigible" cat. Well, I'd seen his gentle side, and was convinced he just needed love and quiet surroundings to be fine. It took a few days of going back every day, but finally a delightful Scottish woman was on duty, and when I explained the whole story to her and she seemed receptive, I convinced her to come to the cage with me. The little cat calmed down as I spoke to him and gave him "kitty blinks." The Scottish woman hesitantly opened his cage for me, and he immediately thrust his head under my hand to be petted, and again patted my arm with his big, fluffy tail. The Scottish woman said, "You two belong together." Yay! That day, I took him home, finally, and have never regretted it. I named him Ozzy after Mr. Osbourne, for having the dubious distinction of causing a several-kitty riot/lockdown at the shelter. <g><p> I've had Ozzy for about a year now, and he's really a great cat. Most of the time he's a real sweetheart! He still grumble-growls sometimes when I pick him up, and occasionally hisses, but I've decided it's because he was both declawed and neutered before I adopted him, and he has no other way to assert himself. (They had him mis-identified as female in the shelter, and found out differently when they sent "her" to get spayed. Thank goodness the vet figured it out before they cut him open!) <p> From the very first day, he's been the joy of my life! He greets me when I come home from work, and hangs out on the bed beside my computer when I'm online or working on the computer. He jumps on the bed, then walks up and kneads my stomach before I go to sleep. It seems to be a reassurance he needs. I love having him with me when I'm trying to fall asleep, since I'm a terrible insomniac and find him very soothing company.<p> I've made my own style of catnip toys - I take an an old sock, stuff it with some dried catnip, and secure it with an elastic hairband. He chews on it and tosses it around like a little nutcase. <g>. He has some other toys that he'll get a wild hair to play with, but only if it's his own idea. I found a really cool thing at the pet store, too - catnip bubbles. You blow bubbles, and the cat chases them both for the catnip scent and the oddness of bubbles. It took a couple of tries before Ozzy caught on, but now he watches the bubbles, tries to sniff the ones that land on his fur, and eventually starts trying to stalk and pounce on them. It's a fun game for him and me both. Since I'm such a doting "mom," here's a link to some pictures of <a href="http://members.home.net/bikerdeena1/pics1.html"> <b>Ozzy</b> </a>on the day I brought him home. (They're a ways down the page, past the Harleys and Klingons. <g>) I also have pictures of Nordie, a black tom I took in from friends who had a new baby and couldn't deal with a sick cat. The poor ole guy had liver/pancreatic cancer, and lasted about a year at my place before the cancer got him. There are also pictures of my dear old orange cat Candy, who lived with me for 10 of her ~16 years and was SO cool. I just loved her. She succommed to feline chronic renal failure about a year before Nordie. Candy was very special to me, and I miss her still. Thank goodness for Ozzy, and the fact that he's grown to love being hugged and cuddled. He's such a baby, I've decided - a fraidy cat when a big truck drives through the comdo complex, but the best comfort I could ask for when trying to thwart insomnia at night. Pet therapy, indeed!<p> On the same webpage, there's a link to pictures of a tiger I've grown to love, too. His name is Drifter, and he lives at a wildlife sanctuary north of here. A guy who owns a carwash down here sponsors him, so I've seen him up very close, uncaged but on a chain lead, and I've visited him at his home in the canyon, too. If you like big cats, you might want to take a look at the pics of Drifter hanging out at the carwash fountain. <g> __________________ Peace on Earth

January 12th, 2001, 10:42 PM	#1
ShadowWOW Guest Join Date: Jan 2001 Posts: 23	Meeoowww

March 23rd, 2001, 09:19 PM	#4
WA114 www.womensweb.ca Join Date: Mar 2001 Location: Canada Posts: 551	ROFL! My husband and I have two cats, and we have occasionally had to overcome difficult times. I just wanted to throw in my two cents and say that one should never underestimate the power of pet therapy. I think they'd have locked me up long ago were it not for the furkids. LMAO!

March 24th, 2001, 01:06 PM	#6
WA114 www.womensweb.ca Join Date: Mar 2001 Location: Canada Posts: 551	Great idea, anniejoan! Thanks for sharing!

March 26th, 2001, 01:21 PM	#7
tupi Member Join Date: Feb 2001 Posts: 144	....aaaaccchhhhhhoooooooo! scuse me. :scratch..scratch.... I love cats sniff, but... let me get my eye drops they make me uncomfortable. What wonderfuly audacious creatures they are though!

March 26th, 2001, 03:41 PM	#9
WA114 www.womensweb.ca Join Date: Mar 2001 Location: Canada Posts: 551	LMAO! Our little one likes to chew everything. The phone cord, toilet paper rolls, the corner of the remote control, etc. But they don't really play per se. You toss a toy or a foam ball and you get a scowl like: Yeah? And what now, human? You expect moi to chase that thing around and thereby be the source of hours of amusement for you? Ha ha ha ha ha! [kitty laughs so hard she falls off the top of the monitor...] I don't think so, mortal! Oh, how I would love to know what the little prissies are thinking sometimes... ROFL

July 4th, 2001, 04:12 PM	#10
julesingresham Registered User Join Date: May 2001 Location: Oregon Posts: 29	LMAO WA114,my cats are like that to sometimes. It's like they are saying you expect me to play wtih that now. I even have one that is an alarm clock. He likes to get my husband and I up early on our days off.He'll bite our noses and cheeks or ears to wake us up. The only way to stop him is to keep him up late at night, Crazy critter. I'm glad to have him no matter what. Jules

July 4th, 2001, 08:49 PM	#12
Lou Idealist Join Date: Feb 2001 Posts: 1,159	(((((biker))))) __________________ We must travel in the direction of our fear. --John Berryman

July 7th, 2001, 08:17 PM	#13
WA114 www.womensweb.ca Join Date: Mar 2001 Location: Canada Posts: 551	Well, sheesh. What can I say? Melt <i>my</i> heart, will ya, bikerxena? I never! LMAO! Great story! Thanks!

July 7th, 2001, 08:29 PM	#14
bikerxena Biker and Animal Lover Join Date: Feb 2001 Location: So Cal Posts: 327	{{{{{Lou}}}}}<p> {{{{{WA114}}}}} __________________ Peace on Earth

July 16th, 2001, 06:03 PM	#15
ScoobyWOW WOW Host Join Date: Mar 2001 Location: Jeffersonville, In Posts: 72	Wait I believe you all said that wrong.. we do not own our cats.. they own US! They allow us to care and feed them and when they choose even allow us to pet them! I am owned by two cats. One is an orange tabby named Milo who is 2 years old. The other is a long haired gray tabby named Shadow. He will be a year old in September and already is almost twice the size of my 2 yr old. I do believe someone slipped him some miracle grow when I was not paying attention! My oldest cat is a HUGE baby and also very much a talker.. esp. at 4 am when we are all trying to sleep! LOL! He also makes sure he gets his attention while I am chatting. He seems to think he is my boa..lol! He will climb me like I am a tree and then proceed to lay across my shoulders and go to sleep. One thing about cats.. they used to be worshiped as Gods and they have NEVER forgotten it! __________________ "Value your friendship as your bank account; taking care to deposit more than you withdraw." ~ Anonymous