Puddy_Tat
naturally fluffy
Three on a bed - me, partner and youngest cat. Cat starts complaining loudly about partner snoring. Partner wakes up and complains about cat miaowing.
Now partner is complaining about cat snoring.
Three on a bed - me, partner and youngest cat. Cat starts complaining loudly about partner snoring. Partner wakes up and complains about cat miaowing.
Now partner is complaining about cat snoring.
Perhaps I will name her Boudicca or Persephone or something like that.
She's beautifulShe has emerged from the sofa and quickly explored the house - I think she is a confident one. Currently sat by the bedroom window watching pigeons.
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Currently trying to think of a name....
Mine is usually called 'furball' or 'idiot cat'. He does have a proper name that we chose because it was ridiculous- Ghengis for a teensy fluffy blue eyed thing. Now he is a monster it sounds really pretentious so we don't use it.....Whatever you name her you will always call her something else. I'm sure most of my lot think they're called Oi or Packitin.
She just saw off the local tomcat. They stared at each other through the patio doors. He hissed, raised his hackles and then fled in terror.
Perhaps I will name her Boudicca or Persephone or something like that.
I've just been bullied out of my tea this evening by an elderly cat who's three or four clicks away from his death bed
Please bear in mind that we've got a step up onto the bed as the old soldier can't jump very well yet some how this evening, the smell of cooking liver just about drove him wild - so there's me, sat down on the table tucking into my liver, sweet corn and potato wedges for tea when from the other side of the table comes a scrabbling sound and Bob appears on the chair usually occupied by Mrs Voltz
From there it was but a mere stepette onto the table, over the table and a Purrp'ed "hello, where's mine then?"
Which of course "some" was being saved for him along with the cooking "juice"
when/if he eventually shuffles off this mortal coil - I'm absolutely convinced that a shake of a "treats" container - some extra special human "treat" food or some cat milk will see him turning Charon's boat around and have him skimming back across the Styx and up the River Sheppy for some final "extra's"
They really are gorgeous cats. If I'd been choosing a second and third cat, they would have been my ideal. As it is, according to one of our neighbours I've now got Maungy Cat and Ginger Bollocks
The boys looking all lovely. They're currently smacking one another in the face
I bet you love them thoughMy wife had been threatening to get a cat ever since she found a mouse in the kitchen bin about a month ago.
She brought back a kitten from the local feral cat's summer litter which consequently shat everywhere and hid behind anything it could find for two days before escaping out of the boy's bedroom window. I thought that that would be the end of that until I came home from work on Tuesday looking forward to a peaceful two week break only to be confronted by mother feral cat sitting in my chair with kitten stretched out in front of the stove.
I have a list of things I am no longer allowed to do in my own house in case I scare off Cergy the kitten.
Stupid bloody name, stupid bloody cat, to think, we could have got a Jack Russell, it would have caught any wandering mice, would shit outside and wouldn't run and hide everytime you reached for your glass or just even moved slightly trying to get comfortable sitting on the sole remaining chair in the house
Thank you but really, they're the sort of cats that are better in photos. They are like a pair of furry toddlers, egging one another on to do Bad ThingsThey really are gorgeous cats. If I'd been choosing a second and third cat, they would have been my ideal. As it is, according to one of our neighbours I've now got Maungy Cat and Ginger Bollocks
My boyfriend is obsessed with the fact that I don't feed his cat enough and that my cat railroads their food dishes and leaves his cat starving. We've just taken him to the vets for his annual injections and the little sod has put on half a kilo in a year
I have never had a boyfriend I've needed to take to the vets for his annual
I have never had a boyfriend I've needed to take to the vets for his annual injections...
I would look at her feet and see if there is something on the pads of her paws. Otherwise no, never heard of itDoes anyone know why a cat stamps their foot? I understand the kneading for food, bit I've noticed our cat leans up against a door frame or table leg and stomps her back foot. It's funny, but I'm wondering if it means anything?
Oh ouch! I couldn't resist the temptation to tickle someone's magnificent tummy the other day and ended up with multiple arm scratches (but thankfully no blood!)I fell asleep on the sofa for a bit with Sonic in my arms. Woke up to Sonic still in my arms with Radar looming over us both and smacking Sonic on the head. Put out my hand to stop the wee shites from fighting in my fucking face and now have 2 puncture wounds on finger - unclear as to whether from teeth or claws but it was Radar wot done it. Now awake and bleeding all over the bloody place. I love them but ffs.
Charlie's perched on the arm of the sofa next to me, alerting me to the fact that even though he's still got 1/3rd of a plate of food left, it's the kind he doesn't like as much so would I kindly get him something else.
And the good little Ryan-drone that I am, I will kindly get him something else.
Not quite foot stomping, but anything like this?Does anyone know why a cat stamps their foot? I understand the kneading for food, bit I've noticed our cat leans up against a door frame or table leg and stomps her back foot. It's funny, but I'm wondering if it means anything?