She sounds so perfect and sweet!
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OMC @Margret!!!
That is TOO funny. What an incredibly talented little girl Sweet Thing was! *Was there really a WIN3? LOL* Thanks for the explanation.
*Hero Cucumella!!!*
Thank you, @Margd ! I see that I'm not alone in this. Interesting that it's a site issue and not, for once, a WIN10 issue.
Cucumella says "thank you" to Tarasgirl06!
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Our yellow tabby was a lovable boy. He loved to eat pieces of pecan and popcorn.
Our yellow tabby was a lovable boy. He loved to eat pieces of pecan and popcorn.
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My current cat, Freya, has this odd habit that I've posted about, where after she does a number 2 in her litter box, she gets hyper active and races around. She'll often be playing, take a break for litter, then come back twice as energetic as before!
My current cat, Freya, has this odd habit that I've posted about, where after she does a number 2 in her litter box, she gets hyper active and races around. She'll often be playing, take a break for litter, then come back twice as energetic as before!
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I just wanted to share!
Cassie is so laid back, she doesn't mind me piling stuff on her. It's a game I call "Put stuff on my cat".
Here, I got a remote, sneaker, PJs, and a book on her. Almost got the other sneaker but she moved before I was able to take a photo!
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I just wanted to share!
Cassie is so laid back, she doesn't mind me piling stuff on her. It's a game I call "Put stuff on my cat".
Here, I got a remote, sneaker, PJs, and a book on her. Almost got the other sneaker but she moved before I was able to take a photo!
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A friend of mine who died earlier this year had a cat named Cuddles.
My friend and Cuddles lived in a small complex of very small apartments, all ground floor. Cuddles had his very own cat flap so he could come and go as he pleased. One day my friend noticed a strange cat in his apartment, eating from Cuddles' food bowl! He chased the cat off, but it kept coming back. This went on for several weeks.
Then, one night there was some kind of astronomical event happening, a lunar eclipse or something, and several people from the complex were all out in the courtyard watching it. Cuddles and the strange cat came out to see what their humans were doing, and my friend was able to identify which human went with the strange cat. So my friend went up to the guy and said, "Is that your cat?"
"Yes, it is. Is that one yours?" (pointing to Cuddles).
"Yes. Did you know that your cat has been coming into my apartment and eating my cat's food?"
"Really?! Well that explains it, then. My cat has been eating less lately, but your cat has been coming into my apartment and eating my cat's food!"
Apparently Cuddles and the neighbor cat had come to an arrangement, like two school kids saying "What did your mom give you for lunch? My mom put grape jelly on my sandwich. I hate grape jelly. Want to trade?"
My friend and his neighbor got to know each other much better over the coming months and became friends, because their cats had introduced them to each other.
Margret
A friend of mine who died earlier this year had a cat named Cuddles.
My friend and Cuddles lived in a small complex of very small apartments, all ground floor. Cuddles had his very own cat flap so he could come and go as he pleased. One day my friend noticed a strange cat in his apartment, eating from Cuddles' food bowl! He chased the cat off, but it kept coming back. This went on for several weeks.
Then, one night there was some kind of astronomical event happening, a lunar eclipse or something, and several people from the complex were all out in the courtyard watching it. Cuddles and the strange cat came out to see what their humans were doing, and my friend was able to identify which human went with the strange cat. So my friend went up to the guy and said, "Is that your cat?"
"Yes, it is. Is that one yours?" (pointing to Cuddles).
"Yes. Did you know that your cat has been coming into my apartment and eating my cat's food?"
"Really?! Well that explains it, then. My cat has been eating less lately, but your cat has been coming into my apartment and eating my cat's food!"
Apparently Cuddles and the neighbor cat had come to an arrangement, like two school kids saying "What did your mom give you for lunch? My mom put grape jelly on my sandwich. I hate grape jelly. Want to trade?"
My friend and his neighbor got to know each other much better over the coming months and became friends, because their cats had introduced them to each other.
Margret
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I was awaken one night by Cucumella jumping by my pillow and hitting my face with her paw. I was surprised because our bedroom and bathroom are separated by a sliding door from the rest of the appartment and we always kept it closed during the night ME being afraid that Pierre, my husband, might stumble over Cucumella in the dark if he got up in the middle of the night. I quickly realized Pierre was not lying next to me and then I heard him calling my name. He had slipped on the bathroom floor and could not get up by himself. Cucumella had heard him calling me and started to miaule behind the sliding door which encouraged Pierre to drag himself up to the door and push it open. The rest you know. She knew what to do.
I was awaken one night by Cucumella jumping by my pillow and hitting my face with her paw. I was surprised because our bedroom and bathroom are separated by a sliding door from the rest of the appartment and we always kept it closed during the night ME being afraid that Pierre, my husband, might stumble over Cucumella in the dark if he got up in the middle of the night. I quickly realized Pierre was not lying next to me and then I heard him calling my name. He had slipped on the bathroom floor and could not get up by himself. Cucumella had heard him calling me and started to miaule behind the sliding door which encouraged Pierre to drag himself up to the door and push it open. The rest you know. She knew what to do.
Cats are so often lifesavers, in so many ways. All the best to Cucumella and to you all!
This used to happen with my kitten and a neighbor's kitten! How funny!
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Our sweet angel Samuda was "friend to all cats" and I don't think he ever met ANYONE, of any species, that he wasn't friendly with right away. He was a truly angelic cat! View media item 392369
Our sweet angel Samuda was "friend to all cats" and I don't think he ever met ANYONE, of any species, that he wasn't friendly with right away. He was a truly angelic cat! View media item 392369
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Mickey will eat soft food no matter what. Connor and Murphy will not. They will only eat it if I mix it with hot water and mash it all up for them. Otherwise, they'll turn up their noses.
Mickey will eat soft food no matter what. Connor and Murphy will not. They will only eat it if I mix it with hot water and mash it all up for them. Otherwise, they'll turn up their noses.
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Tabitha loved playing in the bathtub, jumping in and out when she was hyper. one day she ran and jumped in but the water from my bath had not drained yet. It took her a few years to trust the bathtub again but she never leapt before looking again.
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Tabitha loved playing in the bathtub, jumping in and out when she was hyper. one day she ran and jumped in but the water from my bath had not drained yet. It took her a few years to trust the bathtub again but she never leapt before looking again.
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This incident happened some time ago, and I made a thread asking for help when it happened. Back when Slipper was alive she had a tendency of following me into the bathroom. (Other times she'd ignore me for random pennies lying around the house--that we made sure to leave down for her--but she always followed me into the bathroom. Don't know why.) Slipper was lying at my feet in the bathroom on this particular day, and I did a noisy number two. She jumped up and stared at me--it was the first time she'd ever heard that noise from me! For a while after that she was my constant companion. If she fell asleep and I was in another room when she woke up she would run around screaming until she found me, and then leap into my arms shivering. (I'm not sure what she thought after hearing that, but she was determined not to let me out of her sight.) After almost a week of this (and getting very fat because I didn't want to risk her following me while I was out on a run--I run up by the highway and it's not safe for a little kitty up there) I consulted TCS, RB, AWM, and everyone I knew who had a cat and eventually the answer I came to was this: I picked her up and held her until she wanted down. (To clarify, Slipper was never a lap cat. She enjoyed occasionally being petted, loved being played with, and loved to hide, sneak, and pounce on her humans. She was a happy cat, and we loved her, but she was not a lap cat.) She stayed in my lap, being pet and comforted for almost half an hour before wanting down--and then she was fine. She was back to her normal self and sought me out no more or less than any of the other humans in her life. And, to top off this story, here's a picture of her.
Rest in piece, Slipper.
This incident happened some time ago, and I made a thread asking for help when it happened. Back when Slipper was alive she had a tendency of following me into the bathroom. (Other times she'd ignore me for random pennies lying around the house--that we made sure to leave down for her--but she always followed me into the bathroom. Don't know why.) Slipper was lying at my feet in the bathroom on this particular day, and I did a noisy number two. She jumped up and stared at me--it was the first time she'd ever heard that noise from me! For a while after that she was my constant companion. If she fell asleep and I was in another room when she woke up she would run around screaming until she found me, and then leap into my arms shivering. (I'm not sure what she thought after hearing that, but she was determined not to let me out of her sight.) After almost a week of this (and getting very fat because I didn't want to risk her following me while I was out on a run--I run up by the highway and it's not safe for a little kitty up there) I consulted TCS, RB, AWM, and everyone I knew who had a cat and eventually the answer I came to was this: I picked her up and held her until she wanted down. (To clarify, Slipper was never a lap cat. She enjoyed occasionally being petted, loved being played with, and loved to hide, sneak, and pounce on her humans. She was a happy cat, and we loved her, but she was not a lap cat.) She stayed in my lap, being pet and comforted for almost half an hour before wanting down--and then she was fine. She was back to her normal self and sought me out no more or less than any of the other humans in her life. And, to top off this story, here's a picture of her.
Rest in piece, Slipper.
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After Sweet Thing had her one litter of kittens, we, of course, got her spayed. We have a sliding glass door in the bedroom that opens onto the back yard; all of our cats have loved to sit by that door and look out. One day I was in bed when I heard Sweets, sitting by the glass door, growling and hissing. She sounded extremely upset, so I went to check. There on the back patio, looking in at Sweet Thing adoringly, was a tom cat. She had acquired a suitor! Being spayed she was, of course, totally uninterested in being courted and saw him only as an intruder on her territory. So she would growl and hiss at him, and he would apparently say, "Has anyone ever told you that you're beautiful when you're angry?" and just look at her more adoringly than ever.
I finally had to go outside and chase him away; he was just causing Sweets too much annoyance and anxiety.
He came around a couple of more times before finally deciding to go after a cat who was actually in heat instead.
Margret
After Sweet Thing had her one litter of kittens, we, of course, got her spayed. We have a sliding glass door in the bedroom that opens onto the back yard; all of our cats have loved to sit by that door and look out. One day I was in bed when I heard Sweets, sitting by the glass door, growling and hissing. She sounded extremely upset, so I went to check. There on the back patio, looking in at Sweet Thing adoringly, was a tom cat. She had acquired a suitor! Being spayed she was, of course, totally uninterested in being courted and saw him only as an intruder on her territory. So she would growl and hiss at him, and he would apparently say, "Has anyone ever told you that you're beautiful when you're angry?" and just look at her more adoringly than ever.
I finally had to go outside and chase him away; he was just causing Sweets too much annoyance and anxiety.
He came around a couple of more times before finally deciding to go after a cat who was actually in heat instead.
Margret
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Our little red tabby beauty Rojita was quite a personality-plus girl. She used to play on a platform of cat furniture, getting herself so tangled up in her own arms, legs and tail that she earned a nickname of "little pretzel"
Our little red tabby beauty Rojita was quite a personality-plus girl. She used to play on a platform of cat furniture, getting herself so tangled up in her own arms, legs and tail that she earned a nickname of "little pretzel"
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Mickey likes to sit on laps like a kid. Sitting up on his butt, back legs stretched out. I don't have cats; I have 3 furry little kids. Mickey reminds me of a child sitting on Santa's lap.
Mickey likes to sit on laps like a kid. Sitting up on his butt, back legs stretched out. I don't have cats; I have 3 furry little kids. Mickey reminds me of a child sitting on Santa's lap.
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