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Had to start this thread because there is now a canine thread. Some of us are cat owners, and they are also companions.
I love dogs, but just don't have the space for one.
Anyway...this is " Bodhi ". He allows us to reside with him. . He is a 15 lb Ragdoll about 7 years old.
Thought I had a better picture, but this will do for now I guess.

My late wife and I adopted Paige in 2015 from the CT Humane Society. ( https://cthumane.org/ ) She was three months old and had just arrived in CT the day before from North Carolina where she had been rescued by Caldwell Animal Rescue in Lenoir. ( http://caldwellanimalrescue.org/ )

She will be six years old in May. She's an indoor cat, loves to play fetch, follows me around the house like a dog, and usually spends the night sleeping in the bed next to my pillow.

Her favorite toys are wrappers from Ritz Crackers that I twist into a rope and tie in knots. She bats it around, pounces and "catches" it, and happily chews on it before batting it around again and repeating. They're indestructible; with all that chewing, she's never destroyed one. Cheap entertainment for her and for me.

CT_Shooter wrote: ↑

Tue Mar 16, 2021 9:11 pm

She will be six years old in May. She's an indoor cat, loves to play fetch, follows me around the house like a dog, and usually spends the night sleeping in the bed next to my pillow.

Her favorite toys are wrappers from Ritz Crackers that I twist into a rope and tie in knots. She bats it around, pounces and "catches" it, and happily chews on it before batting it around again and repeating. They're indestructible; with all that chewing, she's never destroyed one. Cheap entertainment for her and for me.


Paige and Cactus.jpg

Bodhi is an indoor cat also. His favorite toy is a rolled up small ball of foil. We throw it and he fetches. He attacks it and sometimes brings it back to be thrown again. They are fun. Paige is precious!

3 here. Left to right....Inky, Hooty and Pickles.

Awesome RR! Looks like a well behaved bunch!

This was either just after they fought over those beds or just before. One or the other.

RanchRoper wrote: ↑

Tue Mar 16, 2021 10:17 pm

This was either just after they fought over those beds or just before. One or the other.

Inky was born in our barn and was instantly friendly. Hooty was a rescue our son found and left here when he moved out; she stays indoors. Pickles showed up on the deck one day as a kitten and just stayed on. She follows me around like a dog outside. Everywhere. She would probably go with me moving cows but she's kinda' short in the tall grass.

I love this thread! Very few animals have won me over, but I have a soft spot in my heart for indoor cats.

This is our now deceased cat KittyB. In 2005 we had a horse at a local trainers and they had some feral kittens on hand. His wife talked my wife into taking them home (a boy and a girl) so decided to have them as barn cats. We locked them up in the tack room for a week or so and then let them out to get used to the area. They were pretty friendly and loved out dog and would actually attempt to nurse from his belly. We were able to put them in a carrier and take them to the vet for shots and right after we spent the money for neutering and spading the male got hit by a car and died. We didn’t even name them as we expected them to not last long due to coyotes and hawks in the area.

Fast forward a couple of years and while the remaining female was friendly she was strictly an outdoor cat. I decided to put a dog door in our back door for the dog and yep, the cat figured out how to use it and decided she would spend some of her time indoors with the rest of us. She never peed in the house and was very well behaved while indoors. But every night we would put her out and put the cover on the dog door.

In 2016 we moved into the house we are in now and by now KittyB was the perfect house companion and was welcome in the house durning the day. We still put her out at night unless it was very cold then she could stay in. If she needed to pee she would walk to the back slider and sit in front of it until let out. She never left the general area of the house and did a great job of keeping the mice in check. One day my wife, dog and I went for a walk into the trees behind our house and the cat followed along. But once we were nearly out of sight of the house she starting meowing and wouldn’t go any farther. We felt it was because she didn’t want to lose sight of the house.

In the summer of 2018 she was outside as usual and I heard her do a loud scream but just one. I didn’t think much of it as a tomcat from down the road would occasionally stop by and they would get into it with lots of screaming. The next morning she didn’t show up and my wife got very concerned. We looked all over for her and didn’t find her. Later my neighbor called me and said there was a number of Ravens making a bunch of racket at the end of his driveway. I walked over there and found her remains. We believe she was taken by an owl that had been hanging around. She is now buried along with our two Golden Retrievers (who were cremated) in a nice area just off our backyard.

I don’t have many pictures of her but here’s one of her in the backyard. Note the concrete strip she is sitting on. She would use this strip to walk on and we joked it was the “KittyB highway”. Next pic is one my wife took at our last place. Hard to tell but there’s deep snow around and she hated snow and rain. She hated to get her paws wet. My wife used a filter with this pic so the detail isn’t very sharp but she’s sitting on the top of a 4x4 fence post staying out of the snow. This picture is hanging in our master bath and I’m toasting her with a gin and tonic shortly after we lost her.

I’m not a cat person but that was possible the best cat that ever existed and would have her back in a heartbeat.




Edit:

Yesterday I took a picture of our pet cemetery area. It’s still wearing it’s winter crud but when cleaned up and the plants blooming it’s very attractive.

Sad story Hatch, however, memories remain. Thanks for sharing. We lost two prior to our current " Bodhi ".

These are my two current mousers. They are both Bengals and very interactive and vocal. Oz is on the cat wheel that they use a lot and Duke is my gun cat, he always is checking out my guns when I bring them out.

Very cool cats Ernie!! thanks for posting. Cats can be very entertaining, as you know. They have to know everything and check everything out! Usually, things meet their approval though.

Ernie wrote: ↑

Wed Mar 17, 2021 4:31 pm

These are my two current mousers. They are both Bengals and very interactive and vocal. Oz is on the cat wheel that they use a lot and Duke is my gun cat, he always is checking out my guns when I bring them out. IMG_0031.JPGIMG_0050.JPG

Cool cats, Ernie. And, that cat wheel looks interesting. I'm going to look for one. Thanks.

After we had to put the last cat down my Wife said, "Never again will I allow myself such pain".

Of course two weeks later she found this rescue cat from hell and brought her home. The tips of her
ears were frozen off when they found her in an alley in the Winter. It took a long time until she
would allow us to pet her, or brush her.

Her name is Oreo and she hates the motorhome which she is shown in here, but she makes the best of it.

Pretty cat Coop! Now I know why you love Oreo's!

markiver54 wrote: ↑

Wed Mar 17, 2021 5:04 pm

Pretty cat Coop! Now I know why you love Oreo's!

The cookies came first.

cooperhawk wrote: ↑

Wed Mar 17, 2021 5:05 pm

markiver54 wrote: ↑

Wed Mar 17, 2021 5:04 pm

Pretty cat Coop! Now I know why you love Oreo's!

The cookies came first.

Then I'll betcha thats how Ya named her! It fits!

Thanks for posting this!
We had 2 that were poisoned some time back. The two boys would stay in the yard and sun. They were black, one a Bombay, the other we think was a maine coon mix. What ever was used was killing bees and flies too. The loss broke us and still does.
3 years later we got our big gentle black cat jack. We were surprised we were allowed to adopt him 5 days before Halloween. In November the next year we were given Sally. The guardian hated her, and called her the ugliest of her litter. She was the only black female.
Jack and Sally are the best of friends, constantly snuggling with one another. They eat only thier food, and never touch ours. We joke that this is our two boys reincarnated, and they don't touch human food because they learned last time.

Nice pics Dahlia! Thanks for posting. ☺