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Noted In Passing: “Get a cat,” my old friend said. “It will change your life in ways you cannot imagine.”

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  • gwbnyc May 30, 2021, 10:30 AM

    our last cat was given us by our vet, she lived for 14 years.
    she was playful, affectionate, amusing, frisky.

    I discovered she could fetch and was thrilled, on occasion she’d do what we asked her to do.

    dogs want to be people and will compromise themselves to do that.

    cats will have nothing other than having you learn to cat.

    including a sentient being in your life that don’t give a hoot what you expect out of them is good for a person.

  • Cat me Lennie May 30, 2021, 11:33 AM

    I like to think of cats as “self propelled home furnishings”

    When my brothers get on me about how cats dont measure up to dogs, I allow that “the whole cat thing probably wouldn’t work if they looked like Norwegian Brown Sewer Rats. Good thing that they’re the most beautiful of all God’s creatures.”

    A while back my daughter sent me a pic of Margaux, her imperious Maine Coon sporting an “off with their heads” expression and I dubbed her Margaux Antoinette — They want Kittles; let them eat Fancy Feast

  • Dirk May 30, 2021, 11:45 AM

    Who was it that said, cats don’t really live with people they are just roommates!.

    I have two, both are grand cats. My daughter had to have Scout who some how got left here and is I think 21 now. Born in our closet, raised in the bathtub. Dam thing thinks my wife and me are her cat parents. She and our golden-retriever are best of friends, sleep together, on their rug.

    The second cat traveled the world with my daughter and son in law in the Air Force. “ O forward Air Controller, also managed JTAC’s,,,,,,They split, she went back to college for her masters, some how the cats still here with us.

    It’s true cats are great fun, loving temperamental demanding, but as loyal as my grand dog. My animals love music, daily lay in front of my booming speakers, letting the music sooth them. I sometimes think they each have a favorite flavor in music! Classical, old black jazz seem to be their favorite.

    I like animals far more then people.


  • Bill Jones May 30, 2021, 12:03 PM

    Dogs have owners, cats have staff.

  • whatever May 30, 2021, 1:05 PM

    I have a “cat-dog”, a cat that has much of the personality of a dog. Comes when called, comes into the room wherever I am and tries to sit on my lap or otherwise be in contact with me. Follows me around the house at my heel. She can’t get fetch down, but plays with toy mouses and string I control, as well as chases a laser around, which is fun for the both of us.

    To give her company when away we got a second cat, who is more a “cat-cat” and won’t come when called, but still very affectionate and loving. And the two get along like sisters, sleeping together, grooming each other etc.

    And I get all this without the hyperactive jumping , uncontrolled licking, barking at the moon and waking me and the neighbors, having to walk daily, or having to clean up poop in the yard or sidewalk.
    Not sure what the benefits of dogs are at all.

  • ghostsniper May 30, 2021, 2:04 PM

    I’ve had my Shannon for almost 7 years now and if I move 3″ to the left she does to. Both of us can’t wait for me to get back when I leave the compound. Neither is whole without the other. She prefers to lay wound up in the spokes of my chair and I can’t tell you how many times I’ve rolled over her big bushy tail. I can’t see her when she’s under my chair, just parts of her sticking out, if I look. But if I’m in a hurry sometimes the tail is victimized. She’ll skidaddle with her hurt feelings and I’ll say “Come here and gimma sum” and she’ll be on me like stink on a monkey, tail waggin to beat the band. All is better now.

    I laid down on the couch and dropped off immediately in a coma. In a bit I was aware of weight on my chest and upon opening my eyes big ol’ Bella-boo eyes was looking down at me. Long haired black n white, she’s our Mama-moo. Had 5 babies 2 weeks after she ventured onto the compound. We kept her and 1 baby and gave the others away. Somebody throwed her away and I have no idea why. People is strange, and we’re the better off for it, now we have Bella. Her “official name is “Isabella Rosalini” and the 1 baby we kept was the runt, the last out the gate, and she’s “Sparkle”. Looks like her mom but with a little bit of light orange here and there. When I get Sparkles back bone she hunkers down on the floor and sticks her rear up in the air. Got 2 torties too., from a shelter when they were babies, 10 years ago. Caramel and Tawny Autumn. You rarely see one without the other. Sisters for life. Our animals live like royalty. They have their own bedroom and their own screened in back porch. You could come in our house right now and walk one end to the other and never see, or smell, a cat. But they’d see, and smell, you. I always have dry Iams dog food in my left pocket and dry Iams cat food in my right pocket. I load up every morning and I’m empty at rack time. Our animals are our fambly.

  • PA Cat May 30, 2021, 2:12 PM

    This being Memorial Day weekend (my grandmother on my mother’s side of the family always called it Decoration Day, which tells you that there used to be many who remembered the holiday’s original connection with the Civil War), I thought Lincoln’s fondness for cats might be worth noting. I will excuse the Treasury official quoted in the following source for his verbal microaggression against Felis catus: “[Lincoln] was fond of dumb animals, especially cats. I have seen him fondle one for an hour.”

    The source [https://www.presidentialpetmuseum.com/pets/abraham-lincoln-cats/] goes on to say that Lincoln had two cats named Tabby and Dixie in the White House that had been given to him by William Seward, his Secretary of State. “The president doted on the cats, which he named Tabby and Dixie, so much that he once fed Tabby from the table during a formal dinner at the White House. When Lincoln’s embarrassed wife later observed that the action was ‘shameful in front of their guests,’ the president replied, ‘If the gold fork was good enough for former President James Buchanan, I think it is good enough for Tabby.'” . . . . [Side note: JB can finally rest in peace, now that he’s no longer the worst president in U.S. history–ed.]

    “At one point during his first term, Lincoln was said to have observed in frustration, ‘Dixie is smarter than my whole cabinet! And furthermore she doesn’t talk back!'”

    The source concludes with an account of Lincoln’s visit to Grant, Sherman, and [Admiral David] Porter at City Point in early 1865. Lincoln heard the sound of kittens mewing nearby and not only spent time with them but gave instructions for their care when he found out their mother had been killed. “Porter recalled that Lincoln stroked the cats’ fur and quietly told them, ‘Kitties, thank God you are cats, and can’t understand this terrible strife that is going on.'”

    Apropos of the difference between dogs and cats that other commenters have remarked on, my vet put it this way: Dogs see humans as leaders of the pack; cats see humans as retarded overgrown kittens who need constant supervision and training.

  • Aggie May 30, 2021, 6:03 PM

    We’ve just raised 2 litter-mate dogs and 2 litter-mate cats together. The dogs are 2 weeks older than the cats, but we raised them all from about 5 weeks of age – early in other words, just weaned. But we picked the 2 cats by bringing the whole litter over to see which 2 reacted the best to the 2x 7-week old puppies. We picked those two.
    Being raised together they consider themselves one litter, one pack. They don’t define ‘pack’ the same way, but their behavior suggests they do agree on many points, and they routinely swap species’ traits. The cats come when called; the dogs sometimes lick their paws to wash their face, and lie along the top of the sofa back (they’re 50+ lbs). When another dog enters the yard, the dog sisters are the defensive line, protecting the cat sisters. Nothing hostile, just…an obvious, cooperative strategic placement. It’s amazing how well they get along.

  • jwm May 31, 2021, 5:26 AM

    My morning begins before daylight. Make coffee in the dark, put out a little fish for The Skinamalink. Buddy the Cat joins me in the living room. He sits on the coffee table for his pets and scratches while the coffee brews. I take the first cup back to the den, and sit on the futon. Skinnies jumps up in my lap, and dozes there all curled up while I achieve consciousness.
    The Skinamalink is quiet, and mysterious. Buddy the Cat is pompous, loud, and demanding. He’s got a voice like the siren on a fire engine. If Buddy the Cat is king of the house, Skinnies is the prime minister, the true power behind the throne. They hang around while I’m working in the yard, and join me in the gazebo for breaks. I prefer their company to just about everyone and everything else.


  • Walt May 31, 2021, 12:22 PM

    I like cats. I grew up with cats. But Lordy, the things cat people say and think are tiresome.

  • H (science denier) May 31, 2021, 4:34 PM

    One of the best cat books ever is The Cat From Hue by John Laurence. It is not all about the kitten he hauled out of Hue during the battle and brought back to the Land of the Big PX, of course, but it is a hell of a good read.