Cats

aVocado

@ Everstone
is a Site Content Manager Alumnusis a Forum Moderator Alumnusis a Community Contributor Alumnusis a Tiering Contributor Alumnusis a Top Contributor Alumnus


This is Princess, Prinny for short.

Her story is heart-warming. We found her (or, she found us, pretty much!) in our backyard as a kitten, probably only a month old. We gave her some milk 3-4 times a day and she was terrified of us, and only approached the milk after we went inside. Day by day she got used to us until she let me touch her and she would "headbutt" my hand. Eventually, we started giving her tuna and foods cats love, until we got her proper cat food. By then, she let us pet her, carry her, sit in our laps and she basically totally trusted us. This was back in late September to October, until now. She never once left our backyard/front yard and waits for us everyday to feed her in the morning, lunch time, dinner time and sometimes in-between. We have no idea where she came from or who her mother is, but I love her to death.

We didn't take her in yet because my mom doesn't like pets in the house, almost like a phobia because she doesn't like her fur, but she still loves her and plays with her etc. One day about a month ago, it was very windy and she was up a tree, the branch she was sitting on fell, and she broke her left forearm and got a bad-looking flesh wound. We tried to get her to the vet but couldn't, and my mom promised me we would take her in after we had gotten her to the vet, but sadly that never happened. Luckily she's fine and well now.

Now she's about 6 months old, she LOVES it when I carry her or let her sit in my lap, and never wants to leave except for food, lol. Sometimes she would sit by the window and meow, calling for us.

She's cute as fuck. :3
 

_Tonks_

Guest
I almost lost my coffee on this one.

I have had my fair share of cats. My last one, Chance, was bizarre. I'll try to make this short.

Basically, he was insane. He was terrified of all people, even me, only coming close if I wasn't moving. I'm serious. I had to be sitting or lying down for him to approach me. Otherwise he'd tear away and hide. At some point he stopped using his litterbox, so that was fun. He'd also scratch anything but his scratching post, even the walls, especially corners. My dad loved that. He threw up a lot out of nervousness. The cat just couldn't keep his food down when he got too riled up. Hated toys, was afraid of them, but loved the laser pen (what cat doesn't?). HATED other cats. Ripped my roommate's cat's ear down the middle once. He'd stalk her when he thought I wasn't looking. When I moved back in with my dad and stepmom, he terrorized their cats, too. Oh and in the end I think he lost whatever mind he had left and would run in circles in my room at night so I had to start locking him in the bathroom while I slept. :( I called him my cat with special needs. Luckily, when I moved to a place that absolutely wouldn't take pets, I found a woman that took in these kinds of cats.
That's mainly why I hate cats. They aren't cool.
 

Cresselia~~

Junichi Masuda likes this!!
I almost lost my coffee on this one.

I have had my fair share of cats. My last one, Chance, was bizarre. I'll try to make this short.

Basically, he was insane. He was terrified of all people, even me, only coming close if I wasn't moving. I'm serious. I had to be sitting or lying down for him to approach me. Otherwise he'd tear away and hide. At some point he stopped using his litterbox, so that was fun. He'd also scratch anything but his scratching post, even the walls, especially corners. My dad loved that. He threw up a lot out of nervousness. The cat just couldn't keep his food down when he got too riled up. Hated toys, was afraid of them, but loved the laser pen (what cat doesn't?). HATED other cats. Ripped my roommate's cat's ear down the middle once. He'd stalk her when he thought I wasn't looking. When I moved back in with my dad and stepmom, he terrorized their cats, too. Oh and in the end I think he lost whatever mind he had left and would run in circles in my room at night so I had to start locking him in the bathroom while I slept. :( I called him my cat with special needs. Luckily, when I moved to a place that absolutely wouldn't take pets, I found a woman that took in these kinds of cats.
That cat probably had been abused before.
Also, cats do not generally like other cats. They do not get along.
 

_Tonks_

Guest
I had a dream the other night that I had a bunch of cats. I think it's a bad sign of a boring future alone.
 

Bedschibaer

NAME = FUCK
is a Social Media Contributor Alumnusis a Forum Moderator Alumnus

These are mine. The darker one went missing one day and was gone for like two or three days. We were already looking for it but didn't find anything and already gave up on her, until she came back one day and was crying miserably in our living room. Upon closer inspection it turned out she had a sliced up belly and her right back leg was completely crushed, we couldn't save her anymore. The vet said it was because she was hit by a car and ended up getting sliced up by the metal of the wheel housing. She was basically lying somewhere near the street for two days and came home to die, which is unusual for cats btw.
Fuck cars.
 

aVocado

@ Everstone
is a Site Content Manager Alumnusis a Forum Moderator Alumnusis a Community Contributor Alumnusis a Tiering Contributor Alumnusis a Top Contributor Alumnus
You guys remember Princess? I posted about her here, in the top of this page.

Well, she gave birth 2 weeks ago. This is one of her kittens :]



She gave birth to 3, that is one of them, the male one. Other 2 are females. Named this one Ashy which is short for Ashgray (name of a previous cat I owned), one of the females is named Tota (pronounced too-ta), and one remains unnamed still, a black one. They're all healthy and fine kittens!

Sadly no pics of the other 2 yet! :p
 
I guess this is as good place as any for a first post. A story that I wish to share is about a stray cat that was sort of adopted. It was in the fall, I believe, and we heard this weird noise coming from the air vent. Eventually after hearing these noises for awhile we tried to figure out what was causing it. A calico stray cat was there. We tried to get rid of the cat but taking it out of the vent and putting it back outside, it worked for about a day. The cat was then waiting for me at the bus stop and wouldn't leave me until the bus came. It then would repeat until we took it in. We had it for awhile and then it gave birth as being a stray. We gave one of the kittens to my best friend at the time, and gave the rest to the local shelter because my mom didn't want them. No pictures sadly );
 
I absolutely love cats but half my family is allergic to them so we can't get one :(
My neighbours have two really adorable cats that hang around in our garden though and all I want to do is give them a cuddle but they are really shy and run away from anyone who tries to go near them.
 
This is my little princess, Trisha- an 11 year old almost Persian.

We bought her when she was still a tiny kitten, from a breeder who lived in the middle of the countryside. The little darling lived in a barn with fleas and mites. ... :(

She is the best cat anyone could ask, loves to socialise, never complains and even loves the goldfish. :)

rps20140612_164406_748.jpg
 
Himalyan Moon face. Essentially a Pure Himalayn bred with another breed like a Persian so you get the first breed's extra soft fluffy fur, distinct colors and blue eyes and the face of Persian cats.

Edit: I think they are also called Doll Face Himalayns.
 

Arcticblast

Trans rights are human rights
is a Forum Moderatoris a Tiering Contributoris a Social Media Contributor Alumnusis a Senior Staff Member Alumnusis a Community Contributor Alumnusis a Battle Simulator Moderator Alumnusis a Past SPL Champion
Sometimes you have to stop petting your cats and they give you the look...


Sabrina is a hypoallergenic Siberian we got from a breeder who lives (lived?) somewhere in New York. She's about six years old now. The washing machine she's sitting on should be a good way to tell just how big she is...
 

Mia Wallace

Banned deucer.
My sister has two kitties. One of them is vicious and just kills everything. She killed a bat last night...( the cat I mean, not my sister. ).
 

Users Who Are Viewing This Thread (Users: 1, Guests: 1)

Top