Any cat lovers here?
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Trekkie4
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Funny one, but this kind of attitude depends & varies from one cat to another. Some of them apparently don't like it when you rub their belly. But some of them do, so it is up to you as "weak human" to work it out with your feline friend & see whenever he/she likes it or not
the skipper
Professional Curmudgeon
Meemsy
Member
I hope she feels better soon, and it's just a simple tooth/sinus infection that a round of antibiotics will clear up. When my cats have issues it's the only time i wish they could talk.
Dale.
Trekkie4
Retired Member
Fingers crossed! Keep us posted
markuus3889
Diatom, what's that?
Praying it's minor!
My guy broke a molar and it got infected about 8 yrs ago. Had to have it removed and he had to be kept overnight. It was very difficult to leave him but he needs his molars. One of his favorite delicacies is mouse head. Hearing the crunch is awful but he is doing his duty. Lately he has been focusing on chipmunks. I saw at least 12 kills this last summer and yes he eats them too, despite having never been without a full bowl of food.
Full disclosure I hate mice and chipmunks and the less of them on my farm the better!!!!!!!
Mark K.
Sharpstik
Stuck in the 70's
Those are the best kind .
Sharpstik
Stuck in the 70's
Sorry . Just about wrong on every count . Domestic cats will not need to roam far when cared for in one home . Their food supply keeps them close by . I’ve had as many as five here at once and none cared about the others . They live in their own world . They don’t want toys , or perches . They want to be left alone, mostly and will pay attention to you when they are ready . Of the dozen I’ve owned , all went outside . It is healthier . Only one of mine goes to the door now, but he might go one house over and sit on the porch. But that’s all. Only feral
cats roam , and ones who are not fixed . My daughter has four barn cats with 20 acres . None venture more than the 30 yards between the house and the barn .
Cleo
This is my jazz listening buddy, Cliff. His favorite spot is anywhere I'm at. He and female Cleo, came to us as a pair, by way of Paws. Cliff was saved from a window well in an Illinois January, . Where he lost half an ear. He is very social with a lovely personality. They brighten up every day.
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CKDC
Super Member
So, what counts did I get right then?
You say I am so wrong but what you have presented is all anecdotal.
There was an Australian TV show in 2016 that put GPS collars on house cats. Some stayed near by. Some went far from home. They showed treks on satalite photo. Some owners had no idea of travels of thier cat. Some went to neighbors houses for others food dishes. I watched a similar show or same one a while back that also had cameras on collars.
And National Geographic also had GPS study on this.
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Sharpstik
Stuck in the 70's
It appears you don’t think cats should be allowed out, that indoor activities satisfy their curiosity, and they are fine with staring out windows , unable to discover. Now , if one lives on a busy street, I can see the concern . I have owned many cats ( my daughter has 4 , had others previous) , if cats want to go out, they should be granted that wish. Some are fine indoors with no desire to venture . I have one like that and I’m ok with it. They take care of themselves .
Daughter's new kitten "Toby," who after several weeks has taken over for "Dempsy" who had to be put to sleep for either Lymphoma or liver disease...sad for such a young cat, but prognosis was poor 
Sorry you had to put your cat down. You did the only right thing, to end its suffering.
Trekkie4
Retired Member
Couple of years ago, I was looking through my bedroom window & saw orange cat, laying on the grass. At first glance nothing seemed unusual about it, but the position (s)he was laying was kinda weird. Uncomfortable, or rather unnatural, but not "weird" weird. It immediately got my attention, but unfortunately not enough to go outside & take a closer look... Then maybe 10, 15 minutes later I went back to check again & there it was, still in the same position.
At this stage I knew there was something weird going on, so I rushed outside to check it out. Unfortunately, my suspicions turned out to be true, as the poor thing was laying unconscious on the ground, after (what appeared to be) either a bad fall from the tree above or some sort of poisoning. There was no external wounds, and (s)he wasn't bleeding. Still, I grabbed some essential items, along with the cozy blanket which belonged to my feline friend (from the previous pics, already posted in this thread) & took him/her to the vet ER, which happens to be very close to my location. I /do/ know for the fact that the poor thing was still alive by the time I got into the car, but sadly by the time I got there (and vets took us in) he or she was already gone
It really broke my heart for several reasons, and I kept thinking (and re-evaluating my decision) whenever he or she would have survived if we immediately rushed to ER, instead of waiting for those 10 extra minutes. Vets asked me questions, thinking the cat belonged to me, but I explained them what happened, and told them that it must have been "homeless", abandoned pet or street cat, which lived her entire life outside. They also asked me to pay for cremation (which I did), including filling in all the paperwork involved. I also told them to keep the blanket, somehow it seemed appropriate due to multiple reasons.
Obviously, being a homeless (abandoned?) cat, I found comfort in thinking that at least I allowed her a "decent" death, wrapped around in a warm blanket (assuming there's even such thing as decent death?), than leaving her outside on the pile of dirt, in cold. Where he or she would lay for days, until someone would notice. We don't have any wild animals here, so the only possible candidates were the neighbors, walking their dogs through the park (where the incident happened). Still, even years later I wish I could have done more and/or better!
The final thing which really broke me was the reaction when I got back home, from my feline pal. He approached me, and sniffed me. Probably wondering why the heck I left at the unusual time, he's used to our daily schedule & know when someone is supposed to leave or not. Immediately, I saw fear in his big & round eyes, and he hid himself under the table. He KNEW exactly what happened
At this stage I knew there was something weird going on, so I rushed outside to check it out. Unfortunately, my suspicions turned out to be true, as the poor thing was laying unconscious on the ground, after (what appeared to be) either a bad fall from the tree above or some sort of poisoning. There was no external wounds, and (s)he wasn't bleeding. Still, I grabbed some essential items, along with the cozy blanket which belonged to my feline friend (from the previous pics, already posted in this thread) & took him/her to the vet ER, which happens to be very close to my location. I /do/ know for the fact that the poor thing was still alive by the time I got into the car, but sadly by the time I got there (and vets took us in) he or she was already gone
It really broke my heart for several reasons, and I kept thinking (and re-evaluating my decision) whenever he or she would have survived if we immediately rushed to ER, instead of waiting for those 10 extra minutes. Vets asked me questions, thinking the cat belonged to me, but I explained them what happened, and told them that it must have been "homeless", abandoned pet or street cat, which lived her entire life outside. They also asked me to pay for cremation (which I did), including filling in all the paperwork involved. I also told them to keep the blanket, somehow it seemed appropriate due to multiple reasons.
Obviously, being a homeless (abandoned?) cat, I found comfort in thinking that at least I allowed her a "decent" death, wrapped around in a warm blanket (assuming there's even such thing as decent death?), than leaving her outside on the pile of dirt, in cold. Where he or she would lay for days, until someone would notice. We don't have any wild animals here, so the only possible candidates were the neighbors, walking their dogs through the park (where the incident happened). Still, even years later I wish I could have done more and/or better!
The final thing which really broke me was the reaction when I got back home, from my feline pal. He approached me, and sniffed me. Probably wondering why the heck I left at the unusual time, he's used to our daily schedule & know when someone is supposed to leave or not. Immediately, I saw fear in his big & round eyes, and he hid himself under the table. He KNEW exactly what happened
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