Cats used to be worshiped as Gods...

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... by the ancient Egyptians and according to the late, great Terry Pratchett, have never forgotten. Neither should we.

Next thread in the general chat about Life, The Universe, Everything and most importantly, CATS

Emerald bullies Linney.

Wet Lenny! Poor little lad. He did well to get out only half submerged & so fast Grumpy.

There is definitely a hierarchy in our house and in top place is a rabbit! She lives in the utility room just now with her very placid husband. She’s so pretty looking you would think awe she’d never do anyone any harm but she is feral. She attacks anyone who dares come into “her room” you are allowed in to feed her stay too long she starts chewing bits of you, we all have holes in our slippers and clothes. The cats are terrified of her, the 7 stone dog squeezes past her to go outside.

After the ASBO bunnies, fat orange cat is the alpha, grey kitten, black panther then girlcat then the dog!! Black panther actually likes the dog and wants to curl up with her on my bed but her fear of cats is so strong she won’t allow him, I think he boffs her to wind her up.

The cats we have now are actually nice to her but when she was a puppy we had a 14 year old Tom cat who welcomed her with a whack across the nose to tell her it was his house and she’s never forgotten it. The cats now walk under her, want to boff her, probably would sleep with her as they have to fear of her but she’s terrified of them.

Forgot to say lucky escape for Lenny @Grumpyoldpersonwithcats cats are such idiots sometimes, one of mine will knock over a chair which leads to them all being spooked big tails, then the dog gets involved 🤦‍♀️

@headache 🤣

Perfect way to wake up, giggling about fierce Mr Hoppy.

The idiot sisters are 4 today 💕 handily they share a birthday with their human idiot sister who is 17 today 💕

I sang happy birthday to them all and put the girlchild last in the list of names 🤣🤣

I sang happy birthday to them all and put the girlchild last in the list of names 🤣

I cannot fault your priorities.

Happy birthday to the idiot sisters and your daughter HouseofHolbein. If she complains about the order of names just say you were saving the best until last 😜

Her brother did a card to his favourite sister. Didn't put her name. I asked if that's so he can reuse it for the other 3 🤣🤣

Many happy returns to the Awesome Pawsome Foursome!

Morbid, I know. But does anybody else get awful feelings of dread about their cats getting old? Walter will be 9 in June. He's such an easy-going sweetheart. The worst thing he does is nudge me with his permanently cold, wet nose. He's so affectionate and lovely and I just dread the day I have to let him go. 😢

Walt’s barely halfway through his life, Coaster. I get you tho, these flickers of mortality are never fun. Focus on the day, leave the horrendous tomorrow that may never come to bad sci-fi films. Enjoy how fit and furry Walt is now.

I always thought Mr C would cark within five years but he lived till he was 17 and saved 40 people’s lives, which is not bad for an HIV old boy.

When he died it was a relief to know it was very much his time. Sometimes death is the right and only caring thing, as Allergic might sadly agree.

Havelock’s just sashayed in and announced he’s planning to eat himself to death. I admire the fluffy burgling brute’s relish for life; the absence of the remaining lamb shank, not so much.

Havelock’s too big to lift now. Let alone eject. He’s asked for the telly to be put on and he and Prince have one sofa each for post-breakfast recovery. They kissed noses this morning.

As Lana said, he's maybe half way through his life only - you wouldn't be thinking mortality thoughts over a 35-40 year old person would you.

The moment can come at any time too - look at Boycat gone at 8. So you can either dwell on the inevitable & be miserable, or you can live life making the most of every day.

I've just realised that Tobias may well outlast me. He's only 3-4 and I'm almost 62 with health issues. If he lives to 20, I would be late 70's and I don't know if I WANT to live that long!

Lana I came to the tray well after you and Mr C - tell more about the lives he saved??? I'm pretty chuffed that I know I've definitely saved one life, so 40 is insane.

I know exactly how you feel, @coastergirl , as Matt turned nine the other day. I push it firmly to the back of my mind though.
Strangely it's different with Socks and the dog because I don't know their birthdays, although I do know roughly how old they are.

I know what you mean, coastergirl. In my case it's because I'm worried my lovely cat (aged 10) and lovely aged father (aged 81) will decline at the same time. But of course there's no point fretting about it now.

Apologies for being maudlin. Rather too much vino was involved

No apologies needed coastergirl! Squidge turns 8 this summer and I have similar thoughts now and then.

I'm the same with Ollie
He's being noisy today so I gave him a custard muller rice pot (empty!) which he has bashed around hopefully for the scrapings

😀 He’s the best.

Havelock on the rob again.

@Supersimkin2 That first photo makes it look like he's holding a little torch to help him see what he wants to steal

Tobias isn't particularly in favour today. I was woken at about 5:45 am by the noise of somebody who shall remain nameless (but moved in recently, is male & his name starts with a T), trying to dig down to Australia via my bedroom floor. The noise of the scrabbling was VERY loud. When I wake up I always need to immediately go to the loo, and on hearing the evil monster on the move he shot out towards his room. As I went to the loo, he sort of slithered onto his bed and into his igloo. Shortly after when I went in there, he was giving me an innocent look that said he'd not moved out of the igloo all night.

Morning just went downhill from there too. In the shower, just put shampoo on my hair, and the power went off. Had to rinse most of the shampoo off & crawl downstairs to flick the breaker that had tripped (no idea why, maybe a local brownout). Tried again, this time had just got the conditioner on when the bracket for the shower head decided to break so I had to do body washing then hair rinsing holding the shower in my hand. New bracket ordered from Amazon before leaving for work!

In other Tobias news, he has taken to loudly announcing to the whole world when he has had a poo. I tend to already know, because as evidenced above he is a great one for digging and if the wood pellets are quite fresh so still hard you can hear that everywhere in the house. And he does the litter tray digging for AGES; this is then followed by Mrrrwowww at the top of his voice around 3 times.

I hear you Allergic. Leroy alerts everyone to the fact that he wants a poo and requires a bodyguard, digs for England, misses the hole he's dug and goes on the mound he's created, then spends 20minutes scratching at the walls and floor in an attempt to cover it up. Time of day is irrelevant 🤦🏼‍♀️

Linney digs for several minutes, has a poo, then attempts to bury it by flicking out all the litter, all over the room, and scrabbling away frantically at the plastic bottom of the litter tray.

He achieves nothing by this method, although it takes him several minutes.

He silently clears the space, does his thing, then scrabbles around for ages after. Which means that instead of 2 or 3 bits that need to be removed, there's a thousand tiny little specks that have to be found & removed. It also means that instead of there being a nice clear wet bit I can easily scoop out when he wees, it's been scattered around so much that by the time I get to it the wee has been spread evenly about the entire tray & nothing actually looks wet. I should be thankful for one thing though, at least he doesn't manage to scatter half the contents of the tray around the room while scraping with gay abandon like Boycat used to do!

Ollies new thing is to go, look at it in disgust then stalk off with no attempt at covering it because mama will fix THAT