I respect all animals. I love cats. Anyone who hates cats should be bitten by a rat. Lucia likes the sweater I finished knitting last week.
Cats provide endless fun. Rub an amber rod on your cat's fur. Then touch the amber rod to your cat's nose. Great shock and endless fun.
Doesn't work that way. Ask me how I know. We had two sister cats and they ruled the roost. Even had our 135 lb. German shepard jumping thru hoops for them. They just got bored and walked away. They did seem to enjoy sleeping on and occasionally in my bed. Dog had to sleep at the foot. Once in a while I was allowed in. When we first moved to the Portland heights and I was fresh out of the Army, my mom and I were sitting at the kitchen table looking outside on a very rainy day. This half grown and very skinny looking cat came along and stood at the sliding door begging obviously for food. My mom said that okay we would feed it but only kitchen scraps. Day after day it would come around. Then mom ssys okay but we're only going to feed it the cheapest dry cat food. In about two more months the thing was eating only the most expensive cat food we could find and would park itself stretched out on it's back sound asleep in the middle of the couch. Life was good for that cat from then on. Meanwhile the dog was getting table scraps and dry dog food mixed with a raw egg and damn happy to get it. We were in a rare wooded area of the heights with a family of raccoons. The cat was a tom cat and had no fear of anything alive. It would team up with the dog that would chase the raccoons up a tree and the cat would sprint up the tree after the raccoons. Horribler noises of a fierce fight came from up that tree. One time the cat came down all clawed up and missing one top fang. We had to take it to the vet to get it repaired. Luckily my future ex father-in-law was a prominent vet and doctored the cat back to health. The raccoons? Oh, too too much hassle so they left the area. The cat went right on with eating the most expensive cat food we could find and getting it's tummy rubbed endlessly by various family members who all took their turn waiting on the cat. We had to endure baby snakes, mice, birds and even a baby rabbit getting dumped in our house. As for the cat and our monstrous dog, they would take turns licking each other.
I had a really mean cat named Zachary when I was young and used to attack us kids, and well anybody really. My grandpa beat the snot out of it with his cane one time after it attacked him for no reason in the driveway. Ever since that cat I’ve never liked cats. I’m a huge dog person though. dogs are loyal.
I can't hate on @SlyPokerDog. He is a dog so I know he isn't the smartest. He sniffs farts and eats poop. But, he gives me that sweet sweet booty so I have his back.
Beginning when I was 9 we got a German Shepard descended from Rin Tin Tin that was a huge 150 lbs. He was a notorious cat killer. Then we learned that if we would introduce a cat to him he would leave that cat alone. Every neighborhood we moved to we would go around to all the cat owners and get them to let us introduce their cat to our dog. One time we moved into this neighborhood and the owners of this massive cat told us not to worry that their cat could more than take care of itself and that it would soon be chasing our dog. We begged them repeatedly to let us introduce their cat to our dog. They repeatedly said no. About a week later their cat was dead. Our dog was king of all the dogs in oswego except for one and that was an equally huge great Dane owned by Tim Solso, my age and the son of our chief of police. The two dogs divided up the city except for the grade school where the two boys attended. The classrooms all had one wall with windows facing the playground. Our two dogs would come to school and stand on their hind legs trying to get a glimpse of us boys in the classroom. One year Tim and I had the same class but that didn't stop our two dogs from sharing the window. The two dogs also split up the playground. No animal was ever more loyal to a little boy. When we would all pile in the family car he would lope along behind the car from store to store. I use to swim in the lake frequently and he would go with me even out into the lake.He would have given his life to protect me without hesitation. I must have cried for months when he died.
Cats rule the roost. I am jealous. My neighbor gave me some chicken she cooked, said she had more than she could eat. I warmed it for dinner tonight and Lucia loved it.
the last picture i have. Only on this phone. But its just after the basement was remodeled and we were moving my father in. See the sun connor on the cage?
@SlyPokerDog @SlyPokerCat (I feel ya) @SlyPokerDonkey @SlyPokerOwl Do you guys feel left out like the cat does?
