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Retired
Member
07-11-2001
| Tuesday, December 26, 2006 - 3:48 pm
Great pics everyone! Sia, your elves are adorable and growing up too fast!!!
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Lizziedi
Member
10-05-2005
| Tuesday, December 26, 2006 - 11:11 pm
Yay, Sia's dad & Sia's elves! It looks like a lovely tree in the end. I love seeing all the kitty Christmas pictures! The "hidden" Spanky, Seamonkeys' kitties are the wisest--napping through the cold weather, Elsa is just pure precious, Kristy's cat is a real Santa-cat (beard & all!), and the totally innocent Leonard & Orange.
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Lizziedi
Member
10-05-2005
| Tuesday, December 26, 2006 - 11:49 pm
Here's my Christmas crew: "Mine. Everything pretty. And the tree. Mine. Don't interfere. All. Mine."
"This is my present. Not the fluffy, silly thing. The fancy gold paper LizzieDi had carefully folded to save for next year."

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Seamonkey
Moderator
09-07-2000
| Wednesday, December 27, 2006 - 12:12 am
I just LOVE black cats!!!

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Watching2
Member
07-07-2001
| Wednesday, December 27, 2006 - 11:52 pm
All these pics are awesome!!!!!! Sia, I had a similiar experience years ago with my two cats I had then. Fortunately, we decided to leave them with the tree up BEFORE we put decorations on. When we pulled in the driveway and saw there was no tree in the window any longer, we knew what THEY had been up to!!!!! The critters here weren't too bad this year. Misha batted a few things off as I was decorating, but not as bad as last year. Then we had 2 12-wk kittens we were babysitting and they stayed near the bottom and Misha just growled and hissed when they got too close. Kellie, our dog, loved the kittens and still kept wagging her tail at them even after one of them swatted her in the face and she yelped! She definitely felt more in command with the small kittens than she did on Christmas Eve with my DDs puppy. She liked sniffing him, but she doesn't quite know what to do with him being so rambunctious! We had to laugh at how much braver she was with the kitten sisters since she could be the agressor...friendly agressor..but they weren't trying to jump on her like the pup!!
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Bandit
Member
07-29-2001
| Thursday, December 28, 2006 - 8:51 am
Love these pictures...such cute stories of misbehavin' kitties!

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Kristylovesbb
Member
09-14-2000
| Thursday, December 28, 2006 - 9:25 am
I totally forgot to post my story. I went shopping one day to come home to Scooter playing with all his new Christmas toys. He had went through the pile of presents and dragged his out. They were all still in the package but one he managed to bite all the stuffing out of. It took me a couple of days to figure out how in the world he knew which ones were his, catnip!LOL
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Goddessatlaw
Member
07-19-2002
| Sunday, December 31, 2006 - 8:33 am
Well, just another night in the lives of Puss'n'Max around here. After they helped with a late-season wrapping party last night (which featured Oregami designs by Puss and shred-marks by Max. Seriously, you've heard of "designer kitty" in relation to Brazillian waxes? We have the real deal!), we just really thought everyone was pooped and we'd all sleep hard for the night. Not. Colossus was up several times during the night responding to bad-kitty action. Around 7 I wake up from a slobber-sleep to an elephant stampede that raced up and down the stairs and across our bed several times. The boys were playing "tag." Colossus was dead to the world, and I figured I'd better get up and feed the herd before things really went south. As I headed out the bedroom door, Colossus remained in his deep sleep but sat up long enough to whip a peanut pillow at my ass, thinking it was the cats effing up at the door. Fortunately for him, he missed. I got the four big, innocent eyes treatment in the kitchen, both kitties were sitting quietly waiting for their treats. After much face-washing, I figured the boys would be all-in for naps and went to my library to get the 'puterized version of the morning news. Next thing I hear is an angry "MAX!!!" Followed by a sing-song "MAAAAaaaxxxx!" As I went up the stairs, I could see a boogie-mat being twirled with four paws like a plate on a stick in front of the bed. Underneath it was Puss on his back having a feline fiesta with the situation. He wasn't making any noise, he was just having a stoner-fest with his favorite toy. I heard noise that sounded like a garbage bag being crumpled, but I couldn't figure out where it was coming from, and I didn't see Max. Colossus was sitting bolt upright looking in the corner, hair going twenty different directions (he had no awareness of Puss' juggling act at the base of the bed). I asked Colossus where Max was, and he kept saying "he's in the bag, he's in the bag." I looked down the stairs and around the room, no bag no Max. Finally I looked toward the corner on which Colossus was focused, and I could see between the gentleman's dresser and a body-pillow wedged up against it was a brown paper shopping bag with handles. The space was no more than two-inches wide. I reached in and grabbed the handles, and sure enough it weighed about twelve pounds and featured a pair of tan eyes peering from its innards. Max had gone totally limp and quiet at this point, as if he would remain undiscovered if only he played possum. Colossus and I were both laughing, even though Colossus was pissed that his sleep had once again been interrupted by bad kitties. I took my pussie-in-a-bag downstairs, closing the door behind me and leaving PussPuss to polish-off Colossus' hopes of further sleep. I parked the bag next to my computer chair, and eventually Max jumped out, mighty pleased with himself and totally unrepentant. He was rolling around on the floor and licking his paws when Colossus came down the stairs to confront him. Colossus and Max locked eyes, it was anyone's bet which way things would go. But just looking at that happy, fuzzy, self-satisfied little face, Colossus started laughing again. So did I. Neither one of us can figure out how he found the bag or managed to get in it. Then again, this is the cat who has figured out how to open doors and flush toilets. As a side note, the paper shopping bag that Max chose for his great escapade is a "Polo by Ralph Lauren" bag. He is in it agains as I type this, with Puss circling and pouncing. Tol't you I had designer kitties.
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Mocha
Member
08-12-2001
| Sunday, December 31, 2006 - 9:02 am
Lolol. Max must like a fresh bowl, I do too.
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Regee
Member
10-09-2005
| Sunday, December 31, 2006 - 11:21 am
I just love all the photo's and Christmas stories even the one's that could of turn out badly like a tipped tree. Happy New Year everyone and to all there fur babies to 
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Lakecat
Member
10-01-2006
| Tuesday, January 02, 2007 - 10:45 am
Has anyone tried to introduce two ADULT female cats in one household?I hear it is pretty difficult.How did it wrk out for you? I have a friend who will take my spayed female stray if she gets along with her existing female.
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Julieboo
Member
02-05-2002
| Tuesday, January 02, 2007 - 10:53 am
Many times two female adults are fine together. It really depends on the personalities. All you can do is try it out. Start off in a neutral place if you can. (Like neither cat's current house.)
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Halfunit
Moderator
09-02-2001
| Tuesday, January 02, 2007 - 5:11 pm
Lakecat, there are differing opinions on how to introduce cats from keeping them separated behind doors to just throwing them together and seeing what happens. I am one of those that just puts them together, cold turkey. I would try to do it over a weekend, so a human can be there to oversee the first 48 hours or so together. Keep in mind that transplanted kitty also has to learn a whole new house layout so you may want to have your friend lock her current kitty up in a bedroom for a little while, at least while your kitty can explore and find the food, water and litterbox. No matter what, be prepared for some growling, hissing and back arching. I have cats that have been together for YEARS, but if they get scared or something they will get all pissy with each other, lol. A good way to start might be to take something that smells like your cat to your friends house to let their cat smell it and vice versa with yours. There is also the other method of gradually introducing them. I can't help you with any hints here as I've never done it, but there are folks here that have and hopefully they'll throw in their .
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Seamonkey
Moderator
09-07-2000
| Tuesday, January 02, 2007 - 9:18 pm
I think it just depends on the two cats involved. I didn't work so well for me.. I mean 18 months later my two still hate each other. But plenty of people do manage it.
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Sia
Member
03-11-2002
| Wednesday, January 03, 2007 - 10:19 am
Why is it that whenever we take a good picture of a cat, the kitty always has eye-boogers and nose-crud that's very conspicuous? I hate that! This is Orange:

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Seamonkey
Moderator
09-07-2000
| Wednesday, January 03, 2007 - 2:20 pm
LOL, my cats would tell you that I am always checking their eyes for gunk, but they also have the advantage of black eye-rims so black gunk shows less for them.

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Lakecat
Member
10-01-2006
| Thursday, January 04, 2007 - 4:07 pm
Thanks,Im from the thought of just throwing them together too, but since they are females I guess we will try the gradual method.
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Watching2
Member
07-07-2001
| Thursday, January 04, 2007 - 4:15 pm
LOL Love the pics and the story!!!! Misha has been having a BALL with all the bags around here. She was being naughty and got in a bag and my DD starts rocking her back and forth in it and I'm yelling at her not to do it. She keeps insisting that Misha LIKES it. I look in the bag and there she is, content as could be, getting a good rocking in her plastic bag!! Misha also has this about 2ft. long toy, including the stick, that has feathers and a bell on the end. The last few nights I hear the bell going (in addition to the ones on her collar), a weird scraping sound, and I find she's dragged her toy into my room and took it up on the bed with her. I think with the feathers she thinks she has a great "catch" and is so pleased with herself carrying it around. Watching her drag the thing is pretty funny! Oh yeah, as far as introducing new cats - haven't done it for a while except for the couple of night kitten visitors, but at first I kept the kittens in their carrier so they and Misha could look at each other and hiss and spit. My the 2nd day, we just let the kittens run around and Misha was totally curious and if one got too close, they'd both go into their puff up and growl stance, but they didn't hurt one another. Now, I have friends who have introduced adult cats, and some never do end up liking each other and sometimes they have to give one or the other a "time out" in another room, but they've also been able to co-exist for a lot of the time as long as they can get away from one another when they want. In the past, I've tried the separate room and brought them together for periods of times and also tried spraying something on both of them so they'd have the same scent. When Misha was a baby, I'd take something she had been sleeping on and then would put it in the dog's bed. Now the dog just wanted to play w/her so we just had to worry about the size and roughness. Kellie is much more brave with little kitties than she is with puppies who might jump on her!! LOL
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Costacat
Member
07-15-2000
| Thursday, January 04, 2007 - 8:46 pm
Go look in Regee's folder for pix of her kids. Babekuns and TeeTee are gorgeous (as are the kids who bark!).
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Watching2
Member
07-07-2001
| Sunday, January 07, 2007 - 10:59 pm
Great photos, Costa! Thanks for posting them!! I always love seeing everyones furbabies!
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Sia
Member
03-11-2002
| Thursday, January 11, 2007 - 1:09 pm
A CAT'S NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTIONS My humans will never let me eat their pet hamster, and I am at peace with that. I will not slurp fish food from the surface of the aquarium. I will not eat large numbers of assorted bugs, then come home and throw them up so the humans can see that I'm getting plenty of roughage. I will not lean way over to drink out of the tub, fall in, and then pelt right for the box of clumping cat litter. (It took FOREVER to get the stuff out of my fur.) I will not use the bathtub to store live mice for late-night snacks. We will not play "Herd of Thundering Wildebeests Stampeding Across the Plains of the Serengeti" over any humans' beds while they're trying to sleep. I cannot leap through closed windows to catch birds outside. If I forget this and bonk my head on the window and fall behind the couch in my attempt, I will not get up and do the same thing again. I will not assume the patio door is open when I race outside to chase leaves. I will not stick my paw into any container to see if there is something in it. If I do, I will not hiss and scratch when my human has to shave me to get the rubber cement out of my fur. If I bite the cactus, it will bite back. When it rains, it will be raining on all sides of the house. It is not necessary to check every door. I will not play "dead cat on the stairs" while people are trying to bring in groceries or laundry, or else one of these days, it will really come true. When the humans play darts, I will not leap into the air and attempt to catch them. I will not swat my human's head repeatedly when she is on the family room floor trying to do sit ups. When my human is typing at the computer, her forearms are *not* a hammock. Computer and TV screens do not exist to backlight my lovely tail. I will not puff my entire body to twice its size for no reason after my human has watched a horror movie. I will not stand on the bathroom counter, stare down the hall, and growl at NOTHING after my human has watched the X-Files. I will not drag dirty socks onto the bed at night and then yell at the top of my lungs so that my humans can admire my "kill." I will not perch on my human's chest in the middle of the night and stare until she wakes up. I will not walk on the keyboard when my human is writing important adagfsg gdjag ;ln. If I must claw my human I will l not do it in such a way that the scars resemble a botched suicide attempt. If I must give a present to my human guests, my toy mouse is much more socially acceptable than a big live bug, even if it isn't as tasty. Received from LARRY SOURBEER, via GoodCleanFunniesList.
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Sia
Member
03-11-2002
| Thursday, January 11, 2007 - 1:23 pm
There are some previously-unposted kitty photos in my folder, if anyone is interested. 
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Sia
Member
03-11-2002
| Thursday, January 11, 2007 - 1:24 pm
A mother mouse and a baby mouse are walking along, when all of a sudden, a cat attacks them. The mother mouse yells, "BARK!" and the cat runs away. "See?" says the mother mouse to her baby. "Now do you understand why it's important to learn a foreign language?" Received from Pastor Tim, via GoodCleanFunniesList.
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Dipo
Member
04-23-2002
| Thursday, January 11, 2007 - 2:50 pm
Sia, those are great! LOL, I will have to go check out the kitty pics, you should put them in here!
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Mameblanche
Member
08-24-2002
| Saturday, January 13, 2007 - 11:44 pm
We just got back from the Emergency Vet - Bandit's ears puffed out and she's on prednisone for the swelling... 180 bucks later... It was so hard on me, mostly cuz its where I took Mitzi 9 years ago, when she had her stroke and we had to put her down... but this vet was so nice and friendly and reassuring, that I now have a better memory to go with the place... still... it was doubly traumatizing for me cuz of that. We didn't even notice anything was wrong, cuz she was fine before dinner. A galpal and her friend were over for dinner and after dinner, around 9:30pm she was petting Bandit and noticed the puffed out ears. I was in the kitchen loading the dishwasher, and Vin was getting ready to drive them home. I was scared cuz Bandy's body temp seemed hot to me, but the vet took her temp and said it was fine. Phew! She may have to have surgery to have the swelling drained if it doesn't go down in the next 2 days... (he gave us pills to give her for the next two days.) The vet wasn't certain what had caused it... I am so relieved my little Sugar Cookie is not seriously ill, although she looks awful with those puffy ears - they look painful to me... but she's basically not complaining. I plan to sleep on the couch with the tv on so she can sleep with me. The other cat Scooter hogs the bed... and I don't want Bandy stressed out. I want to cry to get the stress out of me... but I feel stupid about that...
Poor sweet Bandy (my little Sugar Cookie!) and her puffy, swollen ear. Both her ears are like that, but she was a moving target and I was lucky to get this clear shot. Since we got back she was eating... (good)... but just threw up... (bad). Sigh I just called the vet and he said its okay but to keep him posted if it happens again... crossing fingers - it won't! And I was told to add water to her dry food to mush it up for easier digestion. Vin thinks she won't eat it like that... but I guess it's worth a try, AND its the Vet's instructions anyways. Anyone else been through this? Advice, comments, and reassurances welcome.
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