Ah, sweet mysteries of cats. You sound like you have a great furfamily.
Ah, sweet mysteries of cats. You sound like you have a great furfamily.
Steffi and Lovable
Well, Katie is a little tuxedo--she's the stray who actually moved in by tearing a hole in the back screen door. I believe she's around five years old. She's a sweet girl who likes to wake me up by perching on top of me and licking the heck out of my face.Originally posted by HayleyRosie
Wow!!10 cats! I can't wait to see some pictures. I also can't wait to get the descriptions on Katie, Bob, Gatsby and Oz.
Gatsby is another tux. He's about four and he's a little fellow--put him next to Hagrid and you get quite a contrast! He's a sweet shy boy and a lap sitter.
Oz is a talker. He's a brown tabby, also about four years old. He's not so much for laps but he likes to stretch out right behind me when I'm sitting on the bed--then he expects me to reach behind my back to pet him.
Bob got his name because he looks like a bobcat. He's got to be a Maine Coon mix because he definitely has a Maine Coon face, size, and those big round paws. He's a gorgeous brown tabby with a white spot right at the tip of his tail. He's extremely shy, but also very affectionate with a purr you can hear across the room.
Ok, now its picture time! Lets see those kitties.
Rosemary, Hayley & Mandy
Our little angel.
"A kitten is a rosebud in the garden of the Animal Kingdom"
-Robert Southey
My little girl, Goshen, sounds sort of like your Angelus. A lot of the time she doesn't want to be picked up and will slink away if you try. If you do pick her up (only my husband and I can -- she wouldn't DREAM of anyone else picking her up) she sometimes struggles to be put down again and "cusses" at us. She won't nip or claw to get down but shows very clearly with her grumbly meowing. It's not hissing or yowling. I would SWEAR it's cussing!
Other times I'll pick her up and she wants to climb up onto my shoulders where she's VERY content. If I bend over at all she'll start down my back and is very happy to just curl up on my back and knead at my arm (She'll also jump up on our backs when we're on our hands and knees pulling weeds.). She's completely trusting though and will let me reach around and bring her back around to my front through mid air. She knows I won't drop her and is happy to snuggle into my arms or to climb back up to my shoulder at that point.
If we sit down she likes to jump up onto our laps to be petted but when she decides she's done, THAT'S IT! She's outta there! Often she'll just sit there next to us at that point but she's done being petted for the time being. It's as if she's saying, "I love you and I want you to pet me but I can only take just so much of this human contact stuff..." I suppose it's just the naturally perverse nature of cats. You gotta love 'em!
Goshen and Pixley's Mom
That sounds a lot like Angelboy. When he wants to be up on my shoulders, he has a little mewing cat fit if I don't accommodate his wishes at once. He rolls around on my shoulders for awhile, and then he's off on other cat business. What he just doesn't understand is that he's so very adorable that it's hard for me to keep from trying to cuddle him!Originally posted by mlycat
Other times I'll pick her up and she wants to climb up onto my shoulders where she's VERY content. If I bend over at all she'll start down my back and is very happy to just curl up on my back and knead at my arm (She'll also jump up on our backs when we're on our hands and knees pulling weeds.). She's completely trusting though and will let me reach around and bring her back around to my front through mid air. She knows I won't drop her and is happy to snuggle into my arms or to climb back up to my shoulder at that point.
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