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Here you can share your best cat stories. I have quite a few. The first is the time my cat caught a hummingbird. Yes, she caught a hummingbird. Then she started playing with it, demonstrating just what the phrase 'catlike reflexes' means. Then she ate it.
 
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We used to have this cat, best cat ever. He'd chase dogs away and stuff. Happened all the time. Then we found an abandoned bird which we were raising until it was healthy and strong enough to leave. One day it swooped down at the cat and he jumped about five feet in the air and ran away.
 
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We used to have this cat, best cat ever. He'd chase dogs away and stuff. Happened all the time. Then we found an abandoned bird which we were raising until it was healthy and strong enough to leave. One day it swooped down at the cat and he jumped about five feet in the air and ran away.

It amazes me how high cats can jump. They are pretty much the definition of ninja.
 
Cats? What, no love for dogs, hamsters, fish and snakes? :P

Well, I have a cat, so I started a thread about cats. Anyway, cats are pretty funny, though dogs are just as entertaining. Something from xkcd (my favorite comic):
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When I was growing up my mum had lots of cats, probably about 30 over the years... We once had a cat called sooty, Black as the Ace of Spades from nose to tail,... massive, bigger than most smallish dogs, timid as anything though... excellent hunter too, caught pretty much anything, bigggest thing was a Hare. Sooty used to share the food from the "stray cat food bowl" outside with foxes.... Sooty was also gay, with a cat called Domino (both neutered males obviously) - never did figure out what was going on there. Domino used to like ear-wax, and was my mums favourite, though if you ever accidentally rubbed his stomach he would shred your face off.

I've got lots of cat stories, though I'm not a particularly big fan of any pets I can tolerate cats... they are truly natures Ninja's!



I hate dogs... just wanted to put that out there.
 
My family has had thirteen cats over the past thirty years, in two separate families. We peaked at having seven at any one time, when one of the four had a litter of three. All five in the first family are dead, and three are now left of the second family of eight. The most recent death was last October.

The first family all looked wildy different. One was grey with long hair, one grey with short hair, one with blaclk short hair, one with blotchy short hair, and one with blotchy long hair. In the second family every member except for the oldest living one has been a tuxedo bicolour, aka black with a whitye belly and paws. The eldest is a mask and mantrle bicolour, white with tabby blotches.

One of them fell in the toilet once as a kitten, we retrieved it of course. They have a tendency to tear the carpet up if they get trapped behind a door too.

Over the past few weeks one of my cats has been catching mice, only to then find that her mother comes over and steals them straight out of her mouth! Though a few days ago she ate one in one go like a snake, guess she needs to rush it to stop it being stolen!
 
My cat had an abcess a little over a month ago. One morning as I let the animals out when I got up, she was kinda mopey, didn't go out. No big deal, I thought. When I got home from work that day, her cheek was swollen up real big. I could touch it and she didn't flinch, so I made plans to take her to the vet the next day to have it looked at.

We didn't make it. She was sitting in the box window over the kitchen sink when the abcess ruptured. She jumped down, sat by the sink a minute, came down to the floor, Went into the laundry room, back to the dining room, and back into the kitchen.

Now, if you're not clear about what an abcess is, it's a pocket of infection that forms in the skin, and it's full of blood and yuckie stuff. When it ruptures, it bleeds. A lot! My kitchen, laundry, and dining room looked like a CSI set! I got hold of her and put her in a box, called the vet and got emergency arrangements over the phone. ($200 fee before any treatment even starts!)

They kept her, put a couple of incisions over where the abcess was, and when I picked her up the next morning they showed me how to irrigate it, and gave me a cone to put on her to keep her from scratching at the wound. Next day, the skin flap opens up as I'm irrigating it, and I'm thinking I've nearly killed my cat! There was only a tiny bit of blood, which surprised me. I would have expected another torrent.

Back to the vet (regular vet this time, not the emergency place, as it's daytime,) and she says that the skin had died, would have fallen off anyway, it just happened when I was working on her. They took her back out of sight and cut away the dead skin and cleaned the area. Now my cat has a half-dollar-sized place on her face that has no skin, exposing the muscle underneath! Vet shows me how to clean it, and gives me a cream to apply.

Amazingly enough, this thing doesn't hurt, apparently! When I'm cleaning the wound and then applying the cream, she just holds her head up and purrs!!

So we go back to the vet once a week for checks, and we're now starting the 5th week of treatment. I still keep her isolated from the other animals (a dog and another cat) except for when I can watch them and interrupt anything that looks like rough play, and she doesn't go outside any more. It never got re-infected, and now is a pretty small sore on her cheek as the skin continues to gro back and heal.

Pretty scary deal, especially that first night spattering blood all over my house. Here's a picture just a couple days ago. The large area below her ear and behind the remaining sore is the area that actually had no skin when this started!

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So: if your cat gets a swelling on its face, take it to the vet immediately. They can drain the abcess and help you fix it before it gets to this point. This one apparently started when she got cut in a fight or something, and the cut got infected.

If you're up for it, I have more pics during the process here, but be warned, one of them is ugly. . . .
 
FYI, cats purr even when they feel pain or distress, it's a method of relaxation for them.
 
My cat, Oreo (because he's black and white), for some reason will just flat-out sprint from one location to another, lay down, and sleep for a few hours. Then he'll get up and repeat...Seems to be the perfect way to burn energy if all you want to do is sleep. 👍
 
Personally I don't like cats.

It's not the cats fault (natural instinct) but they kill local local wildlife. I more blame the owners who let them roam with no bell and what not. Keep them inside with an enclosed outdoor area and all is good for me.
Pretty sure I'll get flamed for this but it's only my opinion so it's irrelevant.

Cheers Shaun.
 
Time for my devil of a cat...

My little three year old under average size feline is truly a pain. But she always brings out her good side in the mornings.

First off, we keep our cat in downstairs. So she doesn't really know the rest of the house to well. But anyways, I've talked about her devil like behavior in the "What Grinds Your Gears?" thread a couple times. Let's start with this, she likes to play, but not like other cats, she prefers to chase me, scratch me, tear me up, bite me until I have to give a good smack on her side to get her back to her senses. Sometimes she'll really get into chewing at my wrist or arm. It hurts so much. :( Once swatting her away and I try walking away... she chases me and bites at my legs. When I try to go upstairs, she races me upstairs only to bite my skin off and picking her up to move her. This goes on almost on a daily basis. My arms are always full of scratches, including my hands, people always think I'm cutting myself. But that's just how she rolls. Like taggles had said, she does that kind of thing in her "free time." Crazy stuff.

Today she kept biting me an inch below my wrist and I was bleeding quite a lot. There was also a large amount of her saliva all over that side of my arm.

But she still loves me. :D Love-hate relationship I guess.
 
Love those darn cats. Had so many of them . . . My favourite was a Manx called Georgie. He looked like a teddy bear. I swear he could talk, and I miss him as I write this.

Oh! Are we talking Big Cats, too? Like Jags?
 
I love cats. I mean, they are surely the coolest things ever, right?

I've had lots of cats and sdon't class my house as a home with out one. This year is the first year of my life living without a fury pal.

Cat 1. Lucy
Found abandoned by my grandfather, she was taking in by my mum when I was a baby. We grew up together. Evil, evil tortoise shell cat, nasty to anyone else but me. She'd bring birds back into the house for me, I'd have to let them go when she wasn't looking other wise she'd get p'd off. Had 2 litters and a total of 9 kittens. Lived until around 14 I believe.

Cat 2. Ginger.
Collected from my brother's cat's offspring. This cat was like his father. Big. Unnaturally big. Long haired ginger cat with the most placid attitude ever. Would rub up against the legs of anyone around for some attention. Liked to head-butt me what I was watching TV. Was shot in the head by one of my neighbours who promptly got his car written off mysteriously. Survived that. Got feline aids at around 8 years old but soldiered on despite losing his teeth and lots of weight. Lived until about 12.

Cat 3. Steve (my fury pillow)
The first pedigree cat I'd owned. A pure Turkish Angora with blue and green eyes which cost my ex-partner and me a fortune. A very handsome cat who spent most of his time outside. He liked to sleep on my bed and would often end up as my pillow. Made friends with dogs but not other cats. Taken in by my mum when I left the UK. Will now be around 7 years old.

Cat 4. Sponge Bob Fury Pants.
At work one day I heard a cat calling out every time I went for a smoke break. After a while I investigated to find a little white kitten tied up and left for dead. I took him home on the basis that once he was big enough he could go back into the wild. Wild he was indeed. A completely insane cat that spent months depriving me of sleep and eating my books. One day he went out and never came back. Job done. I saw him in a tree about 6 months later catching birds. Crazy cat.

Cat 4.5. Patrick
Mrs Shem bought me a ginger kitten because she knew I loved cats, only for her to discover she wasn't a big fan. Patrick stayed with us for about a month before he went to the local convenience store for a job as a rat catcher. I can't bare to go back an see him so I don't know how he's doing. She knows it was unfair to me and it took me a long time to forgive that.
 
Ah man I could tell a few stories for this one, but I have a pretty insane story to share.

My mom's cat is mad, like she'll jump anything she see's fit. One day she was outside, on the road, which I normally hate due to the fact there's alot of traffic in our local area. Anyways a old Ford Focus, I don't know which year model, was speeding by and the cat wouldn't move. I'm like "get off the dang road" but she stayed there in her stupid cat like way. I was hoping nothing bad was gonna happen, but at the last split second the car was about to run her over, she jumped completely over the car!!!

I swear I'm not even kidding, I mean you had to be there to see it, but it was very impressive but also slightly terrifying :crazy:

And the funny bit to this insane morning was that after seeing a cat jump over your car, I guess your bound to be surprised. The driver ripped it's E-brake and the smoke was everywhere, the driver was so freaked.

I guess she shouldn't of been speeding eh?
 
I love cats. I mean, they are surely the coolest things ever, right?

Cat 4. Sponge Bob Fury Pants.
At work one day I heard a cat calling out every time I went for a smoke break. After a while I investigated to find a little white kitten tied up and left for dead. I took him home on the basis that once he was big enough he could go back into the wild. Wild he was indeed. A completely insane cat that spent months depriving me of sleep and eating my books. One day he went out and never came back. Job done. I saw him in a tree about 6 months later catching birds. Crazy cat.

Best name ever for a cat 👍

Nevertheless, thats a nice story. It's weird how life works, but cats always seem to creep right back on you, deja vu I guess.

How does a cat eat a book though? :dunce:
 
Sponge didn't just eat books. He managed a large part of my leather sofa too! No idea how he managed to digest it but, like I said, he was completely feral.
 
Sponge didn't just eat books. He managed a large part of my leather sofa too! No idea how he managed to digest it but, like I said, he was completely feral.

Ah right, well an interesting story and cat too 👍
 
I have what's known as a COG. She's a cat that behaves more like a dog. Her name is Kitkat, she's 7. Not after the candybar but because when she was a wee kitten she acted just like an adult cat.
When someone drives up in our driveway, she jumps up on the arm of the chair near the door and growls like a dog. She sniffs crotches. She pants. She follows me around all the time and I swear she does the same thing as me at the same time, like having a whizz, or eating, or just relaxing. I'll be in the loo and she'll be in her box. Then she expects me to play with her. She just barely tolerates my wife, usually growls at her to keep away. Could be because my wife torments her every chance she get's. She eats grass and rolls around in the dirt outside just like a dog. She even tries to fetch things, but being a cat usually winds up either keeping the stick and playing with it herself or just ignoring it altogether. Bloody odd animal. But I still love her.
 
Cats? What, no love for dogs, hamsters, fish and snakes? :P

Cats are recreations for kitten fanciers and those who fundamentally are fond of tamable mammals as their pets you can stay close with at home, like other animals. In contrast, for those who take no interest in attractions of keeping animals or pets themselves, pets are just a bother/cause of a torment that enforce the keeper to pay elaborate care/attention to them.
 
Hahaha...the one in the green hat, I swear his expression says "What'd I get, what'd I get?" And the other one is like "Patience, you'll know soon enough".
 
Cats are recreations for kitten fanciers and those who fundamentally are fond of tamable mammals


I think you'll find cats are the only creature to domesticate themselves. They co-exist with humans for mutual benefit. They are neither our property or our possessions. They are the puss.
 

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