Me too.. I have a rescue (listed as Russian Blue / Domestic Shorthair), adopted for my daughter 3 years ago..
Low maintenance except when she wakes up and wants a treat...
Are You A Cat Person Or A Dog Person?
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Me too.. I have a rescue (listed as Russian Blue / Domestic Shorthair), adopted for my daughter 3 years ago..
Low maintenance except when she wakes up and wants a treat...
She’s beautiful! We had two blues after my wife and I were first married. They were brothers from the same litter, we named them Smokey and Pokey.
Mayhem is absolutely gorgeous.
I like both cats and dogs. Currently I only have cats because cats are easier to take care of properly. By the way, cats belong indoors….I love them but outside they are bad news.
I like both cats and dogs. Currently I only have cats because cats are easier to take care of properly. By the way, cats belong indoors….I love them but outside they are bad news.
Thank you, she’s definitely earned her name. I agree which is why I had my patio screened in. For two reasons with the first being it’s definitely safer/healthier but secondly for what I paid for the two bengals ain’t no way in hell they’re going outside, Lol.
Hello; The above is for "cat people" on this site to ponder and hopefully explain. I pretty much always figured cats merely tolerate us because we give them food and a place to stay which is better than living rough. I personally never expect personal loyalty from a cat. The bit about the cat setter offering better food makes sense and may be a key.
Animals...yes, even cats 
...are possessed of perceptions and senses that we humans can't explain or understand. We analyze everything to death, need justifications and explanations and rationalizations for everything, don't trust our own senses or emotions. Absolutely everything needs a scientifically acceptable explanation. Animals have none of that nonsensical baggage; they trust their own feelings and senses, and act upon them. If my dog doesn't like somebody...game over, that person will never gain my trust. My dog, like all animals, doesn't second-guess himself...and he's always correct.
This cat was owned by a person who believes in cat psychologists; she has the unmitigated gall to expect others to fall in line with her delusional nonsense, and to even help her pay for those "services". She thinks nothing of abandoning her cat for a week of basket-weaving therapy or whatever the hell it was; she doesn't ask her neighbour to "take care" of her cat, she just asks her to "feed" the cat. She blathers on about "trauma bonding" and "emotional processing cycles" and who knows what else? As Hank Hill would say: she's just not right.
The cat sitter is no prize specimen either. I had to look up AITAH to figure out what she was going on about; apparently it means Am I The A-Hole. Huh? How much time does this person spend wondering if she is an A-hole that she actually needs an acronym for it? Hint: she probably is.
People like both of these winners are the main reason why I live in the country. And the whole situation is a wonderful justification for cats as pets...because they prevent some of the weirdest folk from owning dogs.
Stop trying to understand it; some things we don't need to know. It's just one of those eternal questions which will confound and perplex philosophers forever. Liberal or Conservative; Good or Evil; Light or Dark; Ginger or Mary-Anne; cats or dogs. Don't overthink these things.
...are possessed of perceptions and senses that we humans can't explain or understand. We analyze everything to death, need justifications and explanations and rationalizations for everything, don't trust our own senses or emotions. Absolutely everything needs a scientifically acceptable explanation. Animals have none of that nonsensical baggage; they trust their own feelings and senses, and act upon them. If my dog doesn't like somebody...game over, that person will never gain my trust. My dog, like all animals, doesn't second-guess himself...and he's always correct.This cat was owned by a person who believes in cat psychologists; she has the unmitigated gall to expect others to fall in line with her delusional nonsense, and to even help her pay for those "services". She thinks nothing of abandoning her cat for a week of basket-weaving therapy or whatever the hell it was; she doesn't ask her neighbour to "take care" of her cat, she just asks her to "feed" the cat. She blathers on about "trauma bonding" and "emotional processing cycles" and who knows what else? As Hank Hill would say: she's just not right.
The cat sitter is no prize specimen either. I had to look up AITAH to figure out what she was going on about; apparently it means Am I The A-Hole. Huh? How much time does this person spend wondering if she is an A-hole that she actually needs an acronym for it? Hint: she probably is.
People like both of these winners are the main reason why I live in the country. And the whole situation is a wonderful justification for cats as pets...because they prevent some of the weirdest folk from owning dogs.
Stop trying to understand it; some things we don't need to know. It's just one of those eternal questions which will confound and perplex philosophers forever. Liberal or Conservative; Good or Evil; Light or Dark; Ginger or Mary-Anne; cats or dogs. Don't overthink these things.
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I watched a few episodes of the dog whisperer Cesar Millan. Decided to test what I learned so walked up to neighbors shizu. I failed miserably because the dog felt I was nervous after rubbing him. I almost got bit lol. Negative energy will cause problems with a dog or a cat from my experience.
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I don't even need to directly answer this question and will let some of my past experiences answer it for you.As a tangent fromesoxlucius ' thread No wonder I'm a cat man!, here is the pertinent poll.
I know everyone here is a fish person, but apart from this are you cat person or a dog person? No other options.
My mother had a fancy coffee table that had a double doored storage section in the bottom middle and two open end display sections with very nice lathed corner pillars. Every morning when I came down for breakfast and walked past that coffee table the family's kitten would lunge out from the nearest pillared display section and latch its paws around my ankle and bite profusely into same said ankle and immediately run off before it got grabbed. Besides the multitude of scratches and little needle teeth marks (all of which drew some blood), the kitten was leaving serious scratch marks in the wood finish of the coffee table which was pissing my mother off but not enough so to cause her to get rid of the cat. As an adult, I shared an apartment with a friend to cut expenses and they had an adult cat which decided to go to the screened window of my bedroom and yowl at something outside. I went to the window to see what was the matter and upon seeing nothing of note looked at the cat and asked "What's your problem?", It swiped its claws across my eyes. I instinctively pulled back and got somewhat lucky. The cat missed my eyes but cleanly slashed the bridge of my nose down to the bone. I had a Chocolate Lab puppy that developed cataracts and went totally blind before she was 6 months old. By the time she was fully grown, she could fetch better than any dog I ever owned. I could throw a tennis ball so hard it would get stuck in the chain link fence a few feet above the ground and she'd find and return it. I could throw a solid rubber ball into the inlet near our home a few feet from shore and she would hear where it splashed and jump in and go to the immediate area where she heard the splash and keep dunking her head underwater and wouldn't quit searching until she found the ball and then return it. This usually only took her about 5 to 15 minutes, but she never quit looking for it until she found it. The really crazy part about this is that the water was slightly more than three feet deep and far too deep for her to stand on the bottom!
