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BigDan
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Here's another cat story, people like cat stories
Oliver was one of the intentional invitees into our home. He came from a shelter. He's tall and slender like a Texan, orange striped, and forever a kitten. I tied his favorite string toy (mouse on the end) to a scratching post that weighs more than he. I'm mean like that. One day, he was playing with it and decided he had to hide it somewhere...he's a hoarder, really got it bad. He drug that scratching post through three rooms, down one step, and onto the back porch!
So I tied the string toy mouse to a dresser on the back porch. For weeks he fought that thing, trying to get his mouse lose. Then one day he got the mouse, somehow, untied from the string.
This is no lie...may lightning strike me. I found the mouse buried up to it's neck in cat litter! I guess the toy mouse messed with the wrong cat.
Oliver was one of the intentional invitees into our home. He came from a shelter. He's tall and slender like a Texan, orange striped, and forever a kitten. I tied his favorite string toy (mouse on the end) to a scratching post that weighs more than he. I'm mean like that. One day, he was playing with it and decided he had to hide it somewhere...he's a hoarder, really got it bad. He drug that scratching post through three rooms, down one step, and onto the back porch!
So I tied the string toy mouse to a dresser on the back porch. For weeks he fought that thing, trying to get his mouse lose. Then one day he got the mouse, somehow, untied from the string.
This is no lie...may lightning strike me. I found the mouse buried up to it's neck in cat litter! I guess the toy mouse messed with the wrong cat.
My cat is no different, but he acts like a dog more so than a cat. He will only meow when he is hungry, the other times he makes a cacking sound trying to entice birds.
He will not sit next to me, but lay at my feet. He is a short hair, but almost the size of a small dog at 18 lbs.
AP, don't you know that most cats adopt people? We work for them. Mine adopted me about 12 years ago. I went to throw out my garbage and there was a little kitten in front of my door. I went back in and since it was October, there was a chill in the night and I felt bad for the baby. I opened the door, he walked in, tour a tour of the house, checked every room and decided he liked it. He went into the living and went to sleep in front of the TV. Five minutes later I was out buying food, and he's been here ever since.






