Damn cat:
Why is my dream home a piece of land with thirty animals when one cat is more than I can handle?
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Damn cat:
Why is my dream home a piece of land with thirty animals when one cat is more than I can handle?
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Baud
Steve has rhythm.
WaterGirl
That is not at all what I thought Cole looked like!
realbtl
@WaterGirl: I was thinking what fresh hell has the groomer unleashed on Steve.
Trapped Lurker
Henry Adams, the small grey tabby you guys helped name, can give Steve a run for his money. He does usually wait till 5:00 am, though, before starting the batting, patting, poking my ears, walking on my face, jumping hard on the bed (how does a 10-lb cat make such a tremendous thump?), and so on….
My husband calls him “Thunderfoot.”
ETA: May all of you jackals have a good day. I thank you for this lovely blog—I rarely comment, but I am here every day. Thank you, John Cole, Watergirl, and everyone who works so hard to keep me sane.
WaterGirl
Another Scott
ICYMI, …
(via JJMacNab)
Cheers,
Scott.
Hilfy
One cat, three dogs (lately), front porch maternity ward for birds, heated bird bath and probably wild bird seed, and hummingbird feeders. I’d say you’re working your way up to thirty quite well.
Firebert
Well, Steve has good taste in beer.
Major Major Major Major
Only thirty?
p.a.
Still no squirrels though…
zhena gogolia
@Another Scott: cute
Ken
I think it’s a variant of the Roger Rabbit line, “I can only do it when it’s funny”. The cat moves either with absolute silence or the sound of a herd of elephants, depending which is most annoying.
mrmoshpotato
Weird Al looks great for being 62!
CaseyL
@Trapped Lurker: Variable gravity, a feline superpower.
Yutsano
@Major Major Major Major: I mean…thirty chickens alone. If Cole wants a decent supply of eggs.
Jay C
@Trapped Lurker:
Dunno: it’s just one of Those Cat Things we mere monkeys can’t explain. Our late furbaby Emily – an undersize Himayalan who never topped 9 pounds – had the heaviest tread we’d ever heard from a cat: all our others have walked with the normal (quiet, inobtrusive) cat-foot: Emmy clomped along like she had hooves. At least we could hear her coming…
And a Merry, Merry to all Jackals out there!
West of the Rockies
I didn’t imagine Steve in Mendocino looking quite so… hip?
Wolvesvalley
I have always thought Sandburg’s poem should have been “The thunderstorm comes in on little cat feet.” Of course, the rest of it would have had to be changed, too. :-)
Feathers
When the late, lamented Loppie would start stomping, one of us would inevitably get the wrestling announcer voice going for “Paws of Thunder.” He was a lean and stealthy being, so the sudden loudness was always a surprise.
Merry Christmas to all who celebrate and a pleasant December 25 to those who don’t.
RepubAnon
@Trapped Lurker: Cats can control gravity. They can lightly land on a high spot if they choose – or suddenly become very heavy if they fall asleep in your lap.
Sister Golden Bear
@Trapped Lurker:
Cats have the ability to change their form and gravitational mass at will. Because cat.
different-church-lady
@WaterGirl: My last cat was not allowed on the counters, never mind the stove.
One day he forgot this right in front if me and launched himself onto the stovetop. I hissed him down immediately. And a few seconds later I heard other hissing. The little darling had managed to kick the gas open on one of the burners with his rear foot.
After that I had to explain to everyone why the knobs were in a pile next to the stove instead of on it. I can only imagine what would have happened if I had been gone all day.
Juju
I don’t have a cat, (achoo), but I’ve had many dogs who have climbed on my bed and sat on me to tell me to make the storm go away, but that’s not a daily occurrence. It can really become difficult during hurricane season, though.
Ruckus
My upstairs neighbor figured out a new way to get him and all his stuff up stairs a bit easier and quieter. His wife drops a rope down so he only has to get himself and his walker up the stairs and his groceries/whatever is then hauled up. Takes him half the time, noise and swearing to get up the stairs. And yes he knows being downstairs would be easier/better but there are no downstairs units open for them to move into. This is an adult (over 55) subsidized complex and he and the wife have lived here over a decade, before he (and she) needed a walker. He is a very independent geezer and likes to act like he can do everything. He can’t, and he’s proving it to himself daily. At least he’s starting to learn that he no longer can do everything/anything he wants.
mrmoshpotato
Appropriate for this thread.
CaseyL
@RepubAnon: …or stand on your torso in bed for scritches and cuddles. The happier they are, the heavier.
Another Scott
CT_Bergstrom recycled a really interesting thread (from May):
Cheers,
Scott.
WaterGirl
@different-church-lady: Yikes!
opiejeanne
@CaseyL: Ha! Annie has that ability, variable gravity. We rarely hear Henry, who is a bit bigger and weighs more. If we’re watching tv upstairs it sounds like someone dropped a bowling ball from the ceiling downstairs, but she’s probably just getting off of the table.
last night the kids and their spouses all spent the night, as well as the little dog named Bean who belongs to my older daughter. Bean was locked in the guest room with her people when they went to bed, but at 3:30 Annie made me get up to check that the door to the laundry area was still open, where their cat pans are. It was open, and when I got to where I could see the door, she strolled toward the kitchen. She had food, but she kept looking around. She just wanted a lookout in case the dog was loose.
It’s snowing pretty good here right now, starting to build up on the trees despite it being too warm right now at 37. I expect you’ve already seen some snow in Seattle.
burnspbesq
Our dinner guests just canceled, so I’m free to watch the Boxing Day Test. Darn (not).
mrmoshpotato
Three people, 7.74 pounds of ham. (59 cents per pound)
Ham! For! Days!
mrmoshpotato
@opiejeanne:
Wait, it’s winter right now? 41 in Chicago. Go Browns!
zhena gogolia
@mrmoshpotato: we have 7 pounds of brisket for four people. My broken arm and omicron kept us from inviting more
Jay
White Xmas in YVR,
Watched a Golden Eagle hunting pigeons in the mall parking lot, while being harassed by a mob of seagulls and crows.
Crab for dinner.
mrmoshpotato
@zhena gogolia: Mmmmm brisket! for! days!
Hope your arm is healing well.
Baud
@Jay:
Not pigeon.
Jay
@Baud:
Golden Eagle’s having pigeon,
We’re having King Crab, maybe Snow Crab, either or, the other one will be for New Years Eve.
lahke
My Christmas get-together cancelled due to covid at the hostess’, so me and my pie are all alone……
Blueberry-ginger-lime, my very favorite.
debbie
@different-church-lady:
They make child-proof oven knobs. Maybe they’d work with your cat?
ETtheLibrarian
@Trapped Lurker: Cat physics.
Odie Hugh Manatee
Stewie likes to go off at around 1-2am. He will grab a toy and bring it to our bedroom, drop it on the floor and serenade us with his loud “MAOW-WOW?” over and over. Closing the door only prolongs the song. Praise him and he will grant us sleep.
Hope everyone is having a great day today. :)
geg6
@zhena gogolia:
That’s nothing. We have five pounds of prime rib roast for two. Oh well, delicious sammiches for days!
Trapped Lurker
@ETtheLibrarian: well, you guys have made clear why such a small kitty can make so much noise. He is particularly found of joining zoom meetings, climbing all over me, walking on the keyboard, waving his tail at the camera. But if an actual human shows up at my house, he is instantly invisible and utterly silent… cat physics indeed
Chris T.
@Trapped Lurker:
Dead thread, but here’s the answer. You know how cats are sometimes so quiet, and then sometimes so thump-y? The trick is that when they’re moving quietly, they’re saving up gravity, only to release it later when they’re loud.
Edit: “Saving up the gravity” – others already said it! Cat physics…