The second cat had gave birth to another six kittens last night. Instead of all black, these fellers are mostly various kinds of light gray. They all seem to pile up well; hopefully the sibling rivaly between the two litters won’t cause much trouble.
Gonna be lots of Buckets-O-Kittens down at the local mall parking lot in a few weeks, aren’t there?
At that age, they really don’t look all that catlike, do they?
They remind me of some other animal, but I can’t put my finger on what it is…Tasmanian devils? Wolverines? Tiny bears?
How long is the weaning period for the newborn kittens anyway?
Anyway, good luck with finding them all good homes.
I’ve got hay fever and am allergic to cat fur, otherwise I’d be as big a sucker for them as you are.
Cats have really intricate and involved individual personalities which makes them downright fascinating as pets.
Dogs are okay, but I can’t escape what W.C. Fields said about them, in that they are fawning “yes men” when it comes right down to it.
You get the friendship of a cat, you’ve really accomplished something, as it won’t put up with any BS on your part.
Ever get any feedback on that horror-cat – Tak – you gave to the unsuspecting family without telling them it was completely psycho?
We adopted a pair of shelter cats in February. One is a swirled tabby named Mona. She’s soooo loving and cuddly. (And I want to beat the person who let the eye infection get so bad they had to take her left eye….Grrrr Doesn’t slow her down one bit, though!).
The other is a stripy gray tabby named Chloe, and she is just full of bright-eyed kitteny goodness.
“Dogs are okay, but I can’t escape what W.C. Fields said about them, in that they are fawning “yes men” when it comes right down to it.
You get the friendship of a cat, you’ve really accomplished something, as it won’t put up with any BS on your part.”
Cats vs dogs? My favorite topic. My Other Half had dogs since she was 9. When we met 15 years ago, she had just lost her last dog. The apartment would not permit dogs, so she got a cat. We’re about to get another one (Muffin died a couple of years ago). We argue about this all the time. Dogs, I’m told, are always happy and have cold wet cute noses and they will always greet you enthusiastically. Cats, she’s told, don’t impose themselves on you and they give you the attention you deserve.
I see the difference as something quite uncomplicated: dogs are hunters and cats are killers. Killers are a lot more efficient, and get more sleep. Cats don’t indulge is bullshit or games.
(Come to think of it, maybe I’d be employable, and That Woman would have paid attention to me, had I been more dog-like. Well… no.
> dogs are hunters and cats are killers. Killers are a lot more efficient
Dunno about that. Every night for the past week when I’ve gone out onto the front or back decks, Fingers has shown up with a mouse. She then proceeds to expend a *lot* of energy playing with it… hurling the mouse straight up, and leaping to catch it on its way down, then chucking it across the yard. While this might be The Most Funnest Game EVAR, it’s hardly “efficient.”
Dogs seem to have fun during the chase. Cats seem to have fun after the chase is won. Which, I suppose, could be argued is the more mature and responsible attitude.
I still think cats are efficient. How much energy would a dog expend to get dinner? And the cat not only gets dinner but a chance to fine-tune his skills after the hunt.
One winter we had three tiny field mice get into the house. Muffin found them. She spent several hours, it seems, with each one. She’d carry the mouse a few feet, or to another room, and put it down. When the mouse would move or make noise, she’d bat it a few feet. The cat would bring the mouse to the bedroom and play with it where she could have an audience. Each time, the lady in this house didn’t see the humor in the situation. (By the way, did you know that field mice go “splat” when tossed into the street? I think their bodies rupture on impact.)
Brianna wrote:
“Sounds like a politician… maybe we should start calling Washington insiders “fat cats” instead of wall street tycoons”
“Fat-Cats” was used for a long time until the “cat” Lobby finally got the phrase overturned due to the unfavorable image this gave… cats…
(“We may LOOK lazy, but that’s only because we are so far ahead of our game”… Quoted from Cats in general ;o)
Gonna be lots of Buckets-O-Kittens down at the local mall parking lot in a few weeks, aren’t there?
At that age, they really don’t look all that catlike, do they?
They remind me of some other animal, but I can’t put my finger on what it is…Tasmanian devils? Wolverines? Tiny bears?
How long is the weaning period for the newborn kittens anyway?
> local mall parking lot
Grocery store.
> How long is the weaning period for the newborn kittens anyway?
Around 2 months, IIRC.
Anyway, good luck with finding them all good homes.
I’ve got hay fever and am allergic to cat fur, otherwise I’d be as big a sucker for them as you are.
Cats have really intricate and involved individual personalities which makes them downright fascinating as pets.
Dogs are okay, but I can’t escape what W.C. Fields said about them, in that they are fawning “yes men” when it comes right down to it.
You get the friendship of a cat, you’ve really accomplished something, as it won’t put up with any BS on your part.
Ever get any feedback on that horror-cat – Tak – you gave to the unsuspecting family without telling them it was completely psycho?
there are soooooooooo cute,
soo sweet i get tooth decay !
Autsch…
> Ever get any feedback on that horror-cat – Tak
Yes. once separated from other cats, Tak has apparently calmed way down. With humans, Tak is friendly (though demanding about food).
Adorable! Love the pictures.
We adopted a pair of shelter cats in February. One is a swirled tabby named Mona. She’s soooo loving and cuddly. (And I want to beat the person who let the eye infection get so bad they had to take her left eye….Grrrr Doesn’t slow her down one bit, though!).
The other is a stripy gray tabby named Chloe, and she is just full of bright-eyed kitteny goodness.
I figured out what they remind me of; they look like little koala bears.
“Dogs are okay, but I can’t escape what W.C. Fields said about them, in that they are fawning “yes men” when it comes right down to it.
You get the friendship of a cat, you’ve really accomplished something, as it won’t put up with any BS on your part.”
Agreed 🙂
Cats vs dogs? My favorite topic. My Other Half had dogs since she was 9. When we met 15 years ago, she had just lost her last dog. The apartment would not permit dogs, so she got a cat. We’re about to get another one (Muffin died a couple of years ago). We argue about this all the time. Dogs, I’m told, are always happy and have cold wet cute noses and they will always greet you enthusiastically. Cats, she’s told, don’t impose themselves on you and they give you the attention you deserve.
I see the difference as something quite uncomplicated: dogs are hunters and cats are killers. Killers are a lot more efficient, and get more sleep. Cats don’t indulge is bullshit or games.
(Come to think of it, maybe I’d be employable, and That Woman would have paid attention to me, had I been more dog-like. Well… no.
> dogs are hunters and cats are killers. Killers are a lot more efficient
Dunno about that. Every night for the past week when I’ve gone out onto the front or back decks, Fingers has shown up with a mouse. She then proceeds to expend a *lot* of energy playing with it… hurling the mouse straight up, and leaping to catch it on its way down, then chucking it across the yard. While this might be The Most Funnest Game EVAR, it’s hardly “efficient.”
Dogs seem to have fun during the chase. Cats seem to have fun after the chase is won. Which, I suppose, could be argued is the more mature and responsible attitude.
Hmmm, recalling a bit from a CSI episopde… “When a dog licks you he’s telling you he loves you, when a cat licks you they are taste testing….”
Of course when asked directly about this cats will only purr… and tell you everthing is fine… so far…. ;o)
Randy
I still think cats are efficient. How much energy would a dog expend to get dinner? And the cat not only gets dinner but a chance to fine-tune his skills after the hunt.
One winter we had three tiny field mice get into the house. Muffin found them. She spent several hours, it seems, with each one. She’d carry the mouse a few feet, or to another room, and put it down. When the mouse would move or make noise, she’d bat it a few feet. The cat would bring the mouse to the bedroom and play with it where she could have an audience. Each time, the lady in this house didn’t see the humor in the situation. (By the way, did you know that field mice go “splat” when tossed into the street? I think their bodies rupture on impact.)
“Of course when asked directly about this cats will only purr… and tell you everthing is fine… so far…. ;o)”
Sounds like a politician… maybe we should start calling Washington insiders “fat cats” instead of wall street tycoons 😛
Brianna wrote:
“Sounds like a politician… maybe we should start calling Washington insiders “fat cats” instead of wall street tycoons”
“Fat-Cats” was used for a long time until the “cat” Lobby finally got the phrase overturned due to the unfavorable image this gave… cats…
(“We may LOOK lazy, but that’s only because we are so far ahead of our game”… Quoted from Cats in general ;o)
Randy