This video of talking cats is really good - they sound so human.......
http://www.maniacworld.com/real-cat-talking.html
This video of talking cats is really good - they sound so human.......
http://www.maniacworld.com/real-cat-talking.html
LisaD That was an awesome place to find Cat Video's I especially love the several showing that my cat is not alone in its goofy antics. The one that makes me wonder how this cat got to be so miserable is the one titled Meanest Cat Ever: http://www.maniacworld.com/meanest-cat-ever.html
That is what you have when you find the historical nature of what cats were like before we domesticated them!
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Yeah Nflight, that one was scary! Wonder what happened to it to be so defensive? Must have been bad.
I 'stumbled upon' this site when I was using the Firefox stumble upon program. Excellent for finding interesting websites.
We used to have one of those "Meanest Cats ever". Basically it was a semi-wild outside cat. It only came to the house at night to eat food left at the back porch. I had to catch it once to go get her "fixed". She bit right though the soft flesh between my thumb and index finger while her back claws sliced up the under side of my forearm. I was wearing leather gloves and a heavy long-sleeved shirt. Not that it seemed to matter. If my wife at the time hadn't been there I probably would have permanently fixed that little monster.
The Maine Coon Cat Lynx cross I had was a nightmare outside. The neighborhood dogs would go down another block to go past our house. He would make a bloody mess out of BIG dogs in no time at all, if they annoyed him. The only human allowed to touch him was me - and that was only when HE was ready for it. Even looking at him in 'an inappropriate manner' would cause him to issue a warning rumble.
Inside he was a perfect gentleman housecat - but I was still the only one he would go to. He would come in; empty all the food from the food dish; drink most of the water; 'stomp' across the carpet to the door to the family room; and turn into a perfect angel. He would glide across the room and lightly (if over 50 pounds of anything can be said to be lightly) hop into my lap, roll over and rumbley purr to have his belly rubbed.
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