nivosum

I always think about the movie with Doris Day titled Please Don't Eat the Daisies when I think about my son putting the cat into the bathtub with him. Of course, the cat shot out of the tub leaving a permanent scar on my son's stomach.
I laughed and don't him that I forgot to tell him that cats don't like water.

QuiltnMyra

So many years, so many cats, so many wonderful memories. But I guess my favourite is of the one we have at the moment. His name is Shadow and he used to be the local school cat. He was a favourite with the kids, fondly handled, allowed to sleep on the classroom window sill in the sun and my DH and I would bring him home at weekends and school holidays when there was no one at school to feed him and keep him company. Our principal moved on, I retired from the school office and a new era began. First he was banned from the classroom, then his bed was moved down the corridor a room and finally to the very end of the corridor. This was the final insult and he objected very strongly, so revenge was on the agenda. First he would lie in wait for the offender and grab her ankles as she passed, then he thought it might be fun to sick up in the corridor and finally, HE PEE'd IN HER COFFEE CUP. End of story. He now lives with us permanently and enjoys just the kind of lifestyle any cat expects. Sleeps on the bed, helps with the patchwork and quilting (has even been known to create his own patterns?!!), has full time door service - in, out - in, out - in out, and of course, orders his menu according to his taste of the moment.

Rhonda

Oh my quite a cat wasn't he??? LOL glad he is comfortable with you now!

coopah

We have had such wonderful cats. Critter and Buttsky were with us before we had kids. Then came Dickens who lived to be 20+ and lived in 5 states with us. He was our indoor/outdoor guy and brought love presents of bunnies and snakes! He also put up with 2 young children. Then we had Twidgett and Herman who were siblings. Herman was so dumb (honest) that when he came home as a kitten, he had to watch Twidgett to know what to do!! But that Herman was a love. If anyone sat in the recliner for over an hour, he'd be there to check them out and make sure they were okay. After one surgery, he stayed on the arm of the recliner until I recovered! Twidgett was a clever girl and my sewing companion. Miss my cats, but life is in a different stage now.

katybob

My Lizzy is an indoor cat, but I have an enclosed courtyard where she can get some fresh air and watch the birds fly overhead and catch the occasional lizard. A sparrow has recently built her nest in a planter hanging on the courtyard wall way out of Lizzy's reach (thank goodness!). Lizzy sits for hours watching the nest and the other day I saw her jump up and charge in the house and run to her litterbox. She used her box, did a very quick cover-up, then charged back to her position in the courtyard. She was just like a little kid who runs to the restroom during a movie then runs back because he doesn't want to miss anything!

Rose Marie

My Max was watching Animal Planet on TV when a dog facing the camera came running down some stairs. Max ran behind the coffee table to excape. Then peeked over the top of the table to see if it was safe to come out.

Janette

One Christmas we had guests so I slept on the sofa. I had received a paint-by-number set as a gift and had started it. I left the picture on the dining room table to dry. Our cat, who also loved to play the piano, jumped up on the table, walked over my wet painting (lots of red paint), then jumped up on top of my chest. My mother came down the next morning, looked at me and started screaming. She thought someone had broken into the house and had cut my throat. That was the last time we ever left paint-by-number pictures on the table!

scarlet14

We have an 8 1/2 year old 18 pound neutered Black cat---[avatar]--named Toby---we take him with us in our motorhome---he is fine when we travel north and south but gets sick when we go east and west---vet just says "Oh well, it's Toby!!"---he also likes to chew stiff plastic bags ---doesn't eat them ---just perforates them--cats are the greatest!!!

mermaid

We have a lge long haired Tabby who just wants to love all the time. But we also have a Persian/Siamese girl that we just adopted--had her 4 days in her own bdrm. She won't let us near her--growls and hisses & hides behind a trunk no matter how sweetly I talk to her. I've slept in her room and spent much much time in the room daily. Yesterday, we tho't to put her in my sewing room with all the windows and glass french doors seperating from our den---so she could look thru at our Tabby. She disappeared. After moving a tall chest and my 6' cutting table with cabinets...my husband was doing another search of the room when he discovered her lying between a machine and the wall. She had been so quiet all the time we rearranged the room, and kept her silence. Will we EVER get her friendly with us? I'm following all suggestions--never had a problem before.

Diannia

Growing up we lived in the country for a few years. We had a big yellow tabby tom cat named Tomasina. He was the stud of the area and acted like it...one night he played and played like a little kitten for the longest time with me. Then all of a sudden he remembered who he was...got up shook himself off (and looked a little sheepish as if he just realized what he'd been doing) and walked off...me and my mom just laughed and laughed at him!