Why do you love your kitty(ies)?

I love Zakk b/c when he gives affection it is very sweet. He does the kneading thing and purrs a very special purr. He is also very smart!
I love Rocky b/c he lets me know that he needs me! He sometimes jumps on my leg and lets out the most pathetic meow. He is very affectionate and loves to give kisses first thing in the morning. He is a big overgrown kitten. He is also very motherly to the kittens and gives baths.
So far Suzie is still shy, but I love how cute she is and the way she bats at toys. Jelly isn't staying w/ us much longer, but he is typical wild goofy kitten and is very purry and cute. My friend should be happy when he arrives.

chase - even when he was VERY sick, he was still the same sweet kitty, and he didn't get mad at me for having to give him shots. in fact, we developed a routine where i'd sit in the floor in a particular place and call him and pat the floor, and he'd come right on over and lay down. it was as thuogh he knew i was trying to help him. oh, and he tries to give me a bath! whenever i sit on the couch or lay in bed, he'll start licking my hair, like i'm a cat!

heidi - i love the way she walks around the house looking for david (my husband) and crying if he's working late, or how she'll go to the edge of the bed and "yell" if david gets out of bed once we've seemingly settled in for the night.

ricki (the baby) - even though she's 3 1/2 months old, she still mews like a baby. she's very talkative and it just sounds so sweet.

jettafer99...

what a cute picture of bella!!!!

how do you get pictures of your kitty on there? do you have to pay?

I love that Reilly spends all of his time with me. He sits with me all the time, sleeps with me at night and I love the way he looks into my eyes, I can tell that he loves me as much as I love him.

I love my little Tinkerbell the way she just plops down on my chest or my side on her back and then tilts her head way back to have those big beautiful eyes look at me as if to say "Well, are you gonna pet me now or what?!" She head butts my hand to make me pet her more, I give her big kissies on her little head. I also love the way she alerts me that she wants to play. She'll do her usual 'Meowwww' and then put her paw on the toy and look back at me with, again, those big innocent eyes.

But the best one of all is when I give her a bit of Fancy Feast in a tiny bowl for her. I swear she is saying "YAAAAAAYYYY" and it's soooooo cute!!

Originally Posted by macaroni

everyone has that one special thing that their kitty/ kitties do that make you nuts about them... what does your kitty do that makes you nuts? (in a good way?)

I love how macaroni curls up with me on the cold nights and snuggles up on my shoulder/ neck/ checst. He purrs and tries to get as close to me as he can... *sighs*

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I love Dexter & Sadie because, like all cats, they are real about their feelings & emotions.
There are no mind games with those furkids. When they want something they let me know it.
They keep me grounded in reality.
Plus ... sometimes I am absolutely stunned by their perfect beauty.

I love it when Spot jumps up on my chest while I'm laying on the couch. He lies down and purrs in the most contented way. It makes all the frustration and expense of his medical issues totally worth it. With Willow, I love her routine and her snuggles. Nearly every night, she waits a couple minutes after I turn off the lights and then asks to come under the covers with me. She curls up right next to my legs and cuddles.

I love how Katie comes running when I say, "Where's my baby?"

I love Gracie's kisses, given upon request.

I love how Peter likes to get way under the covers to get close to me at night, then just purrs like crazy.

Of course I love absolutely everything about Oliver, but if I have to narrow it down.... I love that he knows and I mean knows that I saved him from being out on the streets and how much he appreciates that! He is definitely a big mama's boy (although he shows the love to everyone, just prefers me ) and I love that he misses me even when I'm only gone a short while - no matter what's going on or what kind of mood I'm in, he's there purring for me and giving kisses on request ... I definitely think it's the whole unconditional love he gives me thing, simply because I took him off the streets and give him his daily kibble, a few kisses and ear/chin/head scritchies!

Also, he's got the cutest litte pie-wedge slice out of the tip of his left ear that is just the most adorable thing!

Every one of my kitties are different. But cats in general have this revolving personality-they are completely independent (in their own minds anyway) but they love the attention and pampering that we give them.

Peter - He was hard to love because he was so violent at first but we share such a bond for having stuck through the difficult times. We talk daily (yes, I am fluent in cat ). When he isn't feeling well, he wants to be close to me even if it just sitting in the same room. His "I am yours and you have to love me and take care of me even if I am rotten" attitude just can't be missed and shows in those gorgeous yellow-green eyes. He also our snake killer and general all around attack cat.

Snow - He was very lovey-dovey when he was younger, but even though he is a tad grumpier now (he growls like a dog, a lot) he is still beautiful (solid snow white with golden eyes) and we love him.

Angel - What's not to love with her? She is a complete lovey-dovey. She is a beautiful bright calico. But she just goes wild when you say "I'm gonna get the spot!" Which refers to the golf ball size gray spot in the middle of her pure white tummy.

Leighia - Is our baby! She has the most awesomely beautiful topaz blue eyes that I have ever seen and the softest creamy fur with dusty brown tail and ears. She is lovey-dovey bug with us. But she is her "imperial highness" to the other cats with her strutting past and flicking her tail in their faces. You can just see their annoyance!

Each of the others are equally as quirky but they are outside cats. Living with a cat is just so much different. My best friend and I used to joke about crazy little old ladies that wore big hats and had a dozen cats. Never dreamed that I would be one!

Oliver looks pretty darn cute!!!

It's definitely the unconditional love that melts my heart when it comes to my girls. No matter how bad my day was they always make me smile. It's always comforting just to have them snuggled up next to me. A little purring, kneading and headbutting and the worries of the day are gone.

This is such a wonderful question! One kitty at a time:

Dylan
Big grey tabby with golden eyes, feline head of my parents' household, a very dignified cat -- except when he's sleepy, and then he sprawls his 20-pound self flat in the middle of the floor with all four paws up in the air and his big fluffy tummy turned skyward. Dignity schmignity!

Sassy
Gorgeous glamour kitty, longhaired calico with little white paws and huge pale gold eyes. Her fur is so soft you almost can't tell she's there. When she is confronted with a closed door, she settles her voluptuous little self down in front of it and waits for you to come along. Then she stretches up, bracing one paw on the door, and leans backward to reach imploringly toward you with her free paw, those beautiful eyes all wide and innocent as she mews plaintively for entry. She's irresistible!

Abby
Abby is my parents' recluse kitty, a pathologically shy and fearful little Holstein girl with light green eyes. We think she was feral for the first 18 months of her life, and it's only through the committed, loving effort of my mom that Abby can be handled at all. When we have to take her to the vet, she's almost impossible to catch -- but once I have her in my arms, she curls against me and buries her little face under my hair, bless her heart. I wish we could ease her terror...but apparently all we can do is love her, and we surely do.

Clyde
Clyde was one of the first kittens I met at the shelter where I volunteer. I started volunteering because my living situation didn't allow me to have any cats of my own, so it was a good way to spend time with kitties. Clydie was eight weeks old, a mostly-white Holstein (Abby's son, in fact -- long story), and there was something about his sweet little face, his big sea-green eyes, his little pink nose...he would sleep in my arms for an hour at a time, and he loved it when I sang to him. And he had the sweetest habit of stretching up to give me a nosekiss every now and then! I was a goner. I changed my whole life and moved to a new place so I could adopt him. And to this day, one little nosekiss from Clydie and my heart just overflows. :-)

Pearl
Pearl is a little grey kitty with faint tabby markings and the most unusual fur -- not especially long, but with long pale flyaway guard hairs, and her tail is so extravagant that I call her Pearl The Squirrel. :-) Her eyes are the biggest, roundest eyes I've ever seen, green with rings of gold. For the first couple of weeks, I was so focused on making sure she and Clyde got along that I didn't really pay much attention to developing my OWN relationship with her. But then one day, I got a bad phone call and ended up crying as I spoke on the phone. Little Pearl came over and jumped onto my lap, put her paws on my chest, and gazed soulfully into my eyes. Then she patted my cheek and began to lick the tears away.

So you see why I'm so in love.

Sorry for the length of this post...I swear, I really did leave out some stuff! :-)