General Chat

Janey, they are clever,they just let us believe they are silly, but get us to do exactly what they want us to do for them**M**

Merlin, that is really very true, about cats learning new tricks. The thing about cats is that once they learn something, they will not unlearn it.

I had two sister cats that both lived to ripe old ages. When I moved house, they learned that the back door opened on the right. After some renovations, it opened on the left. I would go to the back door to let them in for years after that, and they would be huddled on the right side of the doorway, and looked dumbfounded every single time the left side of the door opened.

That's what's often so entertaining about cats. They think they're so smart, and they do the most amazingly dumb things.


Aha! my latest squirrel friend has climbed the outside wall and is fishing in the window ledge for nuts. Gotta go feed him/her.

Ummmm, Helen, you mean you were his lol

Janey, Cats do not have or learn new tricks. They groom you to do exactly what they require you to do,and we fall for it every time,clever Cats.**M**

My old ginger Tom ,besides sitting up and begging ,would wee down the plug hole in the bath,and suddenly jump onto the back of my shoulders.He also used to like perching on the top of the door and leaping on me.
He was the best cat I ever had.He just walked in off the street one day looking like a bag of bones,I gave him some food and that was it .He was mine.

I'm really jealous now........my cats are soooooo boring compared to yours!! LOL

Mary

Big fish....thats why I never asked around lol. I did tell him not to do it again though...what a stink it made.
Must have looked funny though him walking down the road with a big fish in his gob and taking it through the catflap.

Big gold fish! I think you underestimate, and they were undoubtedly priceless Koi! You're lucky your cat didn't do five years. ;)

A couple of years ago No.1 and I were helping a neighbour around the corner plant some excess perennials we'd donated for his new front garden. He dug deep to make a hole, and dug up -- a fish. A big fat fish, a foot long. Very fresh. Quite the gobsmacking discovery in an inner-city front garden. We scratched our heads, and finally decided that one of the Vietnamese neighbours across the street who fished must have left it in a bucket on the back stoop, and the local skunk had come across it and decided to tuck it away in the freshly turned earth for future reference.

My own garden is a graveyard of deceased cats, budgies, hamsters ...

Ooh, I hadn't refreshed -- love the spraying on the neighbour! Maybe I could train mine to spray on the neighbours who walk their dogs onto my little wee foot-deep garden between the sidewalk and my front porch ... if you know what I mean. It's always lovely when the snow melts in the spring and there, with the crocuses and snowdrops, are the artfully arranged piles of poop.

I once did a study in black and white of the spring poop piles on my block. A funny thing happened on the way to the photo shop though ...

I was visiting my mum, and it seems I left that roll of film at her place. She gathered up her films after I left and took them to be developed, and when she went to get them, she was browsing through the prints as she waited for the shop guy to do the cash stuff. And there was an envelope full of pictures of ........ poop.

Oh my, she said, showing them to the shop owner. Is that what I think it is? Oh dear, he said, I think it is. There must have been some mixup. So she left those prints with him, and later that day we were chatting on the phone and she told me the story, giggling away.

Uh .... I said .... uh .... those were mine.

So my mum had to return to the shop and reclaim the pictures of poop. Very artistic pictures they were, if I do say so. And my mum, being the cool dude she is, about fell over laughing.

Years later, when I fell in mad lust by internet with the ex poetry professor who lived on Cape Fear and played tenor sax in a big blues band, I told him the tale. It seems he'd been waiting all his life for a woman who photographed poop in black and white. Or so he thought, but it seemed he was wrong. Sigh. Musicians fall at my feet, and then slink away ...

Except for the one who seems to be permanently stuck on the chesterfield, of course.

Well I have to say the red rose comes close to being puked on as an expression of true love. ;) Mice in bed ... it the cat gave you some notice ahead of time, it might be cuter!

This cat ain't sick, he's what his name says: Pig. He's two feet tall (or are we metric? 6.2 metres). When he arrived at the door he was rotund, and he'd been neutered, so he was somebody's. But he must have gone 24 hours without food and had a panic attack, because now all he does is eat, including stealing food, even though there's a full bowl of crunchies at all times. Come in the house, stuff face, puke. Wake up from a nap, stuff face, puke. I have renamed the back room the vomitorium; half the time he has the decency to go there for the job, the other half it's on the dining room carpet. Which is not multicoloured and dark, but is going to be replaced by something that is shortly!

Now who would not want one of those?

Another one of my 'late' cats brought in big gold fish three times, I never did try and find out whos they were lol.
Then there were the dead mice under the cooker yuck.
Another morning it was a bag with two roll's in it...he must have pinched off somebody's door step.

The cat I have now is a house cat so I dont get all the 'goodies' waiting in the morning....just the odd furball :((

Marion

I thought I had got off lightly with my cat not bringing anything home...but when the maintenace man mowed the grass for the first time this year, he exposed several dead mice just outside our bay window.

Lovely!

My cat brought in a babies rattle last week. Cant give it back to my neighbour because its all mangled and soggy. Certainly not fit for a Baby!

aw janey yhats gros! lol
mines been good lately and rarely brign me anything
xxx

Think after reading this thread ,Im glad I dont have cats
lol

Hope your cat is feeling better now lol

Dont think I can beat it but one of my rabbits have a tendancy for sitting on the tv remote and weeing on it!

I dont think shes too impressed with the rubbish programs the kids watch lol

Cats are such intelligent creatures and are adept h at showing their displeasure in the only way they know....puking, peeing and pooing! lol BC

I woke up thinking hubby was moving feet and cat was playing with him, put lamp on and there was little mouse running up and down our bed with cat pawing it when it stopped.

bleeding cats why can't they bring you choccies, had all sorts through door including frogs rabbits birds and bread from next doors bird table.

Helen.

It was maybe making sure you knew it was sick lol

My last cat went over and p'd on the carpet infront of me, a thing he never done even as a kitten.There was blood in it so i took him to the vet and he got sorted out. I was sure he was letting me see ,as he always went outside.

Marion