Maybe we need a separate thread for dogs.....
Fair enough. I'll not crap on the kitty fun. :D
I'd like cats more if I could actually, you know, pet them. If I do, my eyes will swell shut and I'll have to leave the buiding to be able to breath normally again. Color me prejudiced. ;) But I might as well contribute. Cat's are cool. No doubt about it. :D
After I ended up moving in with someone with two cats, I became much more stable around them. After our breakup, I hit up the local SPCA and got one out of the shelter. Haven't had problems since, but YMMV.
I know there's dogs out there that don't bother me so much, but it's rare I find them. Usually the "toy" breeds."
Cats rule - 6 replies.
U can haz cheezburger.
In Eng we tend to let our cats out - not sure what is the norm in America/Canada/Other. They're not going far anyway, they're sort of wussies. Balinese, very whiney/talkative, very fluffy.
Spores biggest flaw is that he smells like poop. Having Spore by you is like having a fart cloud floating around you. He has an XL litter box and still misses. This is a picture of Spore http://risenisstaria.deviantart.com/art/ME-HAS-BEER-83407150 and [http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i231/shamurai7/P1030303.jpg
His brother Artemis is the complete opposite http://i73.photobucket.com/albums/i231/shamurai7/P1030312.jpg
The first cat that my dog ever met thought he was a dog and greeted animals by sniffing their buts. Now my dog tries to do that to all the cats he sees and most of them don't find him very funny :P
Does spore sniff other animal's butts like a dog?
The first cat that my dog ever met thought he was a dog and greeted animals by sniffing their buts. Now my dog tries to do that to all the cats he sees and most of them don't find him very funny :P
Spore doesn't clean or sniff his own butt, just his brothers, Artemis's butt is always clean.
You had to see this coming though; dogs have owners, cats have minions, as they say.
When I was little and lived out in the country, I had an outdoor cat named Peanut. Every morning while I waited for the bus, Peanut would come over and lay in my lap and let me pet him.
My parents have a cat that they got 12 years ago, when I was 12. Her name is Trouble, and she is very affectionate.
also they are generally cleaner, less rowdy, and better with guests.
It's weird how allergies work... I used to be deathly allergic to cats (severe asthma), and somehow slowly adjusted with them when I realized single women nearly ALWAYS have cats. It was like... either learn to exist with cats or go solo.
Naw, I hooked up with someone who had 3 cats. After I pointed out the error she got rid of them.
If you saw him, you'd probably think he's a typical laid-back Tom, that's likes some philosophy from time to time and naming him after a fighter plane would be silly. But in fact he's more like this!
(yes, some of them were still alive!)
He used to be a rather Mean Kitty. Now he doesn't bring as much prey home, but that's probably because it either became extinct, flew away south or the beech marten neighbor is just too much competition. Still Raptor shows that he's a hunter rather than fluffy inside from time to time ;)
His name has also something to do with some plane oil (? don't know exact English term) stained sweatshirt being the first thing to call him down.
Loratadine, Bendryl, Albuterol, Ventolin, whatever...it's the damned dander usually. You can't really get it all out of a residency ever. Lowers property values often. Formal request to cat owning DMs: plz plz plz groom your animals for your guests/PCs and furniture. I cannot abide a lazy pet owner; too many weak ppl want "somethign to love them unconditionally" but are too irresponsible and wind up w/ a fine sheen of fur on everything, shredded draperies, neighbors w/ "conveniently dead" critters fo their own, etc. Think of it like a car. Take care of it. I mean, those engines purr too, right?
Know plenty of 1/2 assed owners like this. And they wondered why the cat would spray, defecate on the floor, vomit in a shoe, etc. I'd say, "Maybe it's trying to tell you something," ie)get off the damed Everquest and clean the overflowing poop box (the urea is like VX gas for an asthmatic), actually feed them instead of spending that money on more beer, cut out the matts in their fur, pay some damned attention for a change (you could tell, the guests got more love than the owners [novelty of pet ownership wore off]).
Not the animal's fault they are respiratory nightmares though. This is not to say I cannot get acclimated to them after an extended period. Some g/f's in the past had them, which pretty much means, ala Jules, "that I pretty much have them." Roomates here and there. Whatever.
As long as they vacum once a week, lint brush the couch, spay/fix, stay on top of the poo boxes and let them out to mouse & do kittiness business (taxes, laundry, drug deals, you know, the usual stuff), it's fine. You'll build an immunity, tolerance really, over time and I have. But not always...
Overall, I like them, when they're outdoors typically. They're fickle anyway and like to roam. SweetOur neighbor (another "crazy cat lady" [everyone's got 1]) had "Dickens", or as I like to say, "the block captain". He had a bane weapon to all vermin and birds, keeping my yard immaculate, and thusly earning him a weekly tin of Starkist, leftover take out, whatever. Cute as Hell, but a pure predator incarnate. I like that.
But, I gotta' go w/ my g/f's critters now; 2 rabbits, "Petrov" and "Nikki" (or "Budgie" [she likes to head butt/budge you]).
They're hypoallergenic, cheap to buy and neuter/spay, poos are small and like buckshot (easy to clean, no mess), hilarious to watch, and it took only about 1 day to box train them. Not even my best dog learned that fast.
One catch though; they're rodents so their teeth always grow...which means they always chew to wear them down, and when unmonitored, they have expensive taste, namely new, not used D&D books (they can tell the difference somehow, probably just to spite me), the surround sound speaker wires, $200 dress shoes (just in time for an interview no less), etc.
I am currently housing two rescue kitties. One I found under a dumpster, someone pitched her out of a car while it was still moving, and the other I found curled up under the hood of my brother's pickup. Good thing that thing sucks oil the way it does or we'd have just started it up without opening the hood.
I don't know about god, but Bast sure keeps an eye out for her folk.
She's defective cat.
Imagine, if you will, a cat with no sense of balance, who ignores chicken and fish but steals your oatmeal, and is afraid of the dark.
That's my cat.
She's just lucky she's so sweet.
I don't mind medium or smaller dogs, bigger dogs do not like me. Theres a dominance thing with dogs, bigger dogs are around my size and arn't remotely intimidated my me. Its not very common that dogs turn on people, but when I was six my father had a dog and he turned on me and tryed to eat me -really. The look in his eyes was very disturbing and I've never been very fond of large dogs since then.
I was attacked by a German Shepherd once. It came belting out of nowhere at me and took me down, I was just twelve at the time, and we both went rolling. I jumped out from under her and grabbed her collar and bit her across the bridge of the nose and held on. She couldn't shake me loose because I still had a hold on her collar. I just bit harder and harder until some people came to help me. I ended up breaking the poor dog's nose.
Everyone called me bulldog for a while after that. The dog, Fredi, and I became great friends. She was timid around me for a while, but she eventually came around.
If a dog is bigger than you the best way to earn it's respect is to look right at it and speak in a loud, clear voice. Act dominant and the dog will respect that.
I was attacked by a German Shepherd once. It came belting out of nowhere at me and took me down, I was just twelve at the time, and we both went rolling. I jumped out from under her and grabbed her collar and bit her across the bridge of the nose and held on. She couldn't shake me loose because I still had a hold on her collar. I just bit harder and harder until some people came to help me. I ended up breaking the poor dog's nose.
Everyone called me bulldog for a while after that. The dog, Fredi, and I became great friends. She was timid around me for a while, but she eventually came around.
If a dog is bigger than you the best way to earn it's respect is to look right at it and speak in a loud, clear voice. Act dominant and the dog will respect that.
Wow thats pretty brave.
My fathers dog was a bullmastiff, he was huge ! He only listened to my dad too. When my dad got a new job and was gone alot, the dog started to act more aggressive. When he came home, the dog lost it. He broke his chain when I was playing in the drive way and came changing at full speed at me. My dad picked me up and put me in the bed of his truck. The dog was jumping up and clawing the side of the truck (scratched the heck out of truck). It was pretty scary. We had to put the dog down.
Wow thats pretty brave.
My fathers dog was a bullmastiff, he was huge ! He only listened to my dad too. When my dad got a new job and was gone alot, the dog started to act more aggressive. When he came home, the dog lost it. He broke his chain when I was playing in the drive way and came changing at full speed at me. My dad picked me up and put me in the bed of his truck. The dog was jumping up and clawing the side of the truck (scratched the heck out of truck). It was pretty scary. We had to put the dog down.
:O Holy crap dude! That must've been terrifying! It's easy to see how big dogs would be freakin' scary to you now. I can't imagine having a mastiff charging me. Wow.
I really think that there wasn't as much bravery in what I did as there was pure instinct.
I wish you could meet my mastiff Otis. He would certainly help you get over your fear of big dogs. He acts as a second mother to our kittens. It's really cool to watch. He's a gentle giant.
