Cat In The Tree (House): One Fine Summer Day

oops.. I don't have pets..

Shouldn't this be in the kick the dog interest

Climbing down with that cat? You are lucky you weren't ripped to shreds. Cats come complete with pointy toes and they KNOW how to use them too!

Well, my last cat was probably the sweetest. she kept moaning even thought she ain't hungry. and would hug me when ever am coming out of the house. she wasn't allowed to get inside but she got a house back then. she likes her exposed body being rubbed on and play with me. I miss her because i was forced to send her away after having so many poops in my moms garden

I love cats, even now, it is hard to get to go for a walk without a certain one of our cats following and meowing after us. I have had cats for more than fifty years. One of my cats loved for me to carry her down the street, then put her down and we would run races back home. It is no wonder I was much fitter then than I am now. My cat Creamery, that walks with us, also gets up on the porch roof then waits for us to rescue him. He is a fluffy cream colored tabby that likes to sit in a lap, but put both paws up around my neck and purr and rub his chin on my chin. You can tell it is fall right now, the cats are all inside.

That's a lovely story, I can't say that any of our cats have ever gone exploring with me, so many cats and so many years, but I do remember once that one of the cats went along with me when I went out for a walk once. I had to pick it up and take it back home as I was walking towards a busy main road were it would have been at risk of being run over.

I agree with you totally, cats are not aloof from the people that they want to spend time with. They'll not cosy up to people that they don't like and that might have got them a reputation amongst those people who have not had the pleasure and privilege of living with cats.

The cats I have had recently have all been indoor cats, but I had one when I was in college that used to follow me around everywhere. One day we went climbing up a mountain behind my boyfriends house and the cat followed us up there too. Cat's are pretty good companion animals.

I did have one cat that would hunt with me and that's another thing they say a cat won't do. I wonder who "they" are anyway. They seem to have an opinion on just about everything. Anyway, we lived on a farm and one of the rooms on our house had a door with a two inch gap at the bottom. One day while I was sitting in my chair I thought I saw something run across the floor in this other room. We had been having trouble with mice. So I went outside and called Sam and tucked him under my arm and slowly opened the door to that room. When I sat Sam down he could tell there was something in there so he hunkered down in stealth mode and we both got very still. When the mouse peeked out Sam landed on him. After catching him he came back to me as if to say what now. So I opened the window and he jumped out taking his prize with him.

One of our cats, Two Boots, will take walks with me. He follows me the whole way, even in the dead of summer, panting all the way. Sometimes he even meows the whole way, like, "wait for me would ya?"

He's a hoot. He's the brave one, the hunter of our three. I've caught him with large mice, lizards, chasing grasshoppers. He's long and lean and the other two are lazy. One is skittish and one is annoying.

Two Boots is the only one with any personality. He's got a low brow so he has the look like he is always furrowing his brow. He looks quite a bit lionish because of it. He's pretty cool. This is the one I saved from a copperhead bite, as a wee kitten. Someone told me, he's probably bonded with me, because of that. I'm pretty much the only one he follows around. He'll, begrudgingly, let my son pick him up and hold him but not for long. He never scratches or bites, but just wants down. Boots is an orange tabby like Carmel.

Personally, I'm more of a dog person, but this cat....something about him. I had tons of cats, growing up, but really got away from them as an adult. I like this cat a whole heck of a lot.

I rescued a stray kitten about a month ago, brought him home to join the menagerie. (six 70+lbs dogs, two horses, two barn cats+ strays that stop in for kibbles)
At first, I just called him Pussycat. Then after watching him steal the tasty morsels that the ogres (doggies) were fighting over at dinner, I decided his name should be BALLS, cuz he haddem in spades!
totally cool Katten (kittenish cat), he poops outside. can't beat that!

Niece named him Kirby.

Kirby Balls.