The "I don't want to talk about AI" thread, and the new topic is: we seem to be back to cats

So, at dinner time I sat on my bed to eat, and then shoed the cat away from my chicken. He promptly went and got a piece of plastic that he'd hidden somewhere, and brought it to the foot of the bed to chew on it. No doubt hoping to distract me from my chicken by doing the naughty thing while I'm watching. 🤪 Jokes on him though, cause I have two hands and I know how to use them!

I shoved that plastic into a little box and set it on the bed then went back to eating. I also kinda forgot about the plastic as he sat there staring sulkily at me. Well just now he reminded me of the plastic when he started trying to wrestle with the box to get it open. I give him so much cardboard to chew on! 😹 You'd think he'd be happy with that, but no he must have this plastic.
 
So, at dinner time I sat on my bed to eat, and then shoed the cat away from my chicken. He promptly went and got a piece of plastic that he'd hidden somewhere, and brought it to the foot of the bed to chew on it. No doubt hoping to distract me from my chicken by doing the naughty thing while I'm watching. 🤪 Jokes on him though, cause I have two hands and I know how to use them!

I shoved that plastic into a little box and set it on the bed then went back to eating. I also kinda forgot about the plastic as he sat there staring sulkily at me. Well just now he reminded me of the plastic when he started trying to wrestle with the box to get it open. I give him so much cardboard to chew on! 😹 You'd think he'd be happy with that, but no he must have this plastic.
Dog and his ball. OBSESSED! He'll just sit and stare until you throw it, even when he's sitting there falling asleep. Pets are funny
 
Balls are safer than plastic though. 😹 Especially for a chewer.
Shoes. Oh my effing God, shoes! Everyday we come home he steals a shoe. He's destroyed a slip on of mine! When we first got him he ate a coaster, destroyed a TV remote, chewed holes in kitchen towels, the list goes on. He's gotten better, everything but the shoes was within the first year we had him (he's a rescue, had a rough life before).
 
Shoes. Oh my effing God, shoes! Everyday we come home he steals a shoe. He's destroyed a slip on of mine! When we first got him he ate a coaster, destroyed a TV remote, chewed holes in kitchen towels, the list goes on. He's gotten better, everything but the shoes was within the first year we had him (he's a rescue, had a rough life before).
Been so long since I've had a dog that I'd kinda forgotten how much worse a dog with a chewing habit can be than a cat.
 
Been so long since I've had a dog that I'd kinda forgotten how much worse a dog with a chewing habit can be than a cat.
🤣 Declawed? Cats scratch. I was in HS we had a cat. Little thing. I was standing at the counter in kitchen eating and that little bastard jumped on my back and climbed up my back! To perch on my shoulder. Holy shit that hurt. They also bite more with those sharp teeth.

Not bashing cats BTW, They are crazy entertaining
 
🤣 Declawed? Cats scratch. I was in HS we had a cat. Little thing. I was standing at the counter in kitchen eating and that little bastard jumped on my back and climbed up my back! To perch on my shoulder. Holy shit that hurt. They also bite more with those sharp teeth.

Not bashing cats BTW, They are crazy entertaining
Declawed cats are more likely to bite. Biting is more likely to need stitches and lead to infection.💀

Aw, my kitty is such a sweet heart, he jumps into my arms at the littlest bit of invitation.
 
Declawed cats are more likely to bite. Biting is more likely to need stitches and lead to infection.💀

Aw, my kitty is such a sweet heart, he jumps into my arms at the littlest bit of invitation.
SIL has two cats. One affectionate, one not. Our pooch is a healer mix; cattle dog. Not really affectionate, always on watch, always guarding. Protects the street from villains, you know FedEx, UPS, Amazon.. bad guys😂. Oh and deer. Barks and tries to chase the deer.
 
🤣 Declawed? Cats scratch. I was in HS we had a cat. Little thing. I was standing at the counter in kitchen eating and that little bastard jumped on my back and climbed up my back! To perch on my shoulder. Holy shit that hurt. They also bite more with those sharp teeth.
The best is when they're just growing out of kittenhood. They're so used to being tiny balls of fluff, and suddenly there's a bit more bulk. They jump up at you, but they misjudge their own weight so they catch themselves with their claws and clamber up your leg.

And of course you can't get mad, because as soon as you've finished screaming you notice how confused the cat is, and you end up stroking them and telling them it's alright.
 
I trained my cat to tolerate and eventually crave having her claws trimmed. She got to the point where I could be upstairs trimming mine and she would come barreling up the stairs and harass me to do hers. A couple of sessions with whipped cream as a reward instilled that habit. Downside was I couldn't put whipped cream on anything or she'd be in my face for a claw trim.

All our pets are "smart" just like our children, etc., etc., but this one was nothing like others I've had or been around, before or since. Incredible personality, very engaged, never aloof. I trained her to do a lot of things including walk on a slack leash, play fetch, come when called, tussle with claws retracted, and walk the neighborhood perched on my shoulder when she'd had enough under her own power. Was great in front of a camera. She even had a distinct vocalization which I came to learn was her name for me, which she used if she didn't immediately know where I was in the (big) house.

Sadly, she passed young, from an anaphylactic reaction to a rabies shot.

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I trained my cat to tolerate and eventually crave having her claws trimmed. She got to the point where I could be upstairs trimming mine and she would come barreling up the stairs and harass me to do hers. A couple of sessions with whipped cream as a reward instilled that habit. Downside was I couldn't put whipped cream on anything or she'd be in my face for a claw trim.

All our pets are "smart" just like our children, etc., etc., but this one was nothing like others I've had or been around, before or since. Incredible personality, very engaged, never aloof. I trained her to do a lot of things including walk on a slack leash, play fetch, come when called, tussle with claws retracted, and walk the neighborhood perched on my shoulder when she'd had enough under her own power. Was great in front of a camera. She even had a distinct vocalization which I came to learn was her name for me, which she used if she didn't immediately know where I was in the (big) house.

Sadly, she passed young, from an anaphylactic reaction to a rabies shot.

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Oh what a sweetheart :(
 
I trained my cat to tolerate and eventually crave having her claws trimmed. She got to the point where I could be upstairs trimming mine and she would come barreling up the stairs and harass me to do hers. A couple of sessions with whipped cream as a reward instilled that habit. Downside was I couldn't put whipped cream on anything or she'd be in my face for a claw trim.

All our pets are "smart" just like our children, etc., etc., but this one was nothing like others I've had or been around, before or since. Incredible personality, very engaged, never aloof. I trained her to do a lot of things including walk on a slack leash, play fetch, come when called, tussle with claws retracted, and walk the neighborhood perched on my shoulder when she'd had enough under her own power. Was great in front of a camera. She even had a distinct vocalization which I came to learn was her name for me, which she used if she didn't immediately know where I was in the (big) house.

Sadly, she passed young, from an anaphylactic reaction to a rabies shot.

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💔 Sorry for it.
 
Perusing a shelf the other day, it struck me just how many snack cake names are also sex terms, although I don't know which way the causality runs. To wit:
Creme Pies
Ding Dongs
Ho Hos
Sno Balls
Whoopie Pies
Twinkies
Zebra Cakes (I'm under the impression that's some kind of interracial thing)
Swiss Rolls (apparently an anal cream pie)
Fudge Rounds (gotta assume it's scatological but I daren't confirm)
 
Perusing a shelf the other day, it struck me just how many snack cake names are also sex terms, although I don't know which way the causality runs. To wit:
Creme Pies
Ding Dongs
Ho Hos
Sno Balls
Whoopie Pies
Twinkies
Zebra Cakes (I'm under the impression that's some kind of interracial thing)
Swiss Rolls (apparently an anal cream pie)
Fudge Rounds (gotta assume it's scatological but I daren't confirm)
😂🤣
 

Human skills needed for cat having:

Perception for spotting covert plastic eating.

Dex for catching vomit. (My husband dove across the room with his hand out the other day and caught a hairball with masterful precision. I still haven't let him touch me. He hasn't washed that hand nearly enough.)

Constitution for cleaning up after them.

Strength and wisdoms for when it's time to say goodbye.

Cat skills needed:
Charisma for being cute while murdering.
Dex/acrobatics for survivability.
Constitution for eating plastic.
Sneak for eating plastic and puking it back up in the most difficult to reach places.
 
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Perception for spotting covert plastic eating.
Oh god, the plastic eating. My one siamese has a plastic and wool fetish and it's... it's like...

me: Oh God. PHOEBE.

Phoebe: mraawwwrl?

me: What the fuck is wrong with you!

Phoebe: mraaaaaaauuauaaaaawrl. *inscrutable look, followed shortly by vomiting noises*

Strength and wisdoms for when it's time to say goodbye.
I am going to be a wreck.
 
Oh god, the plastic eating. My one siamese has a plastic and wool fetish and it's... it's like...

me: Oh God. PHOEBE.

Phoebe: mraawwwrl?

me: What the fuck is wrong with you!

Phoebe: mraaaaaaauuauaaaaawrl. *inscrutable look, followed shortly by vomiting noises*


I am going to be a wreck.
Mine's Lilly.

Said three times a day minimum, "What the fuck are you eating, Lil!"

*Faster plastic chewing noises while my husband and I search for her only to find her squished beneath a bureau she cannot possibly fit under chewing a bread bag that she had to pull from the (supposedly locked) trash can to get. Husband and I watch her slowly spit it out while making eye contact with us.*

"Mrauew..." Then she looks at her treat container.
 
Mine's Lilly.

Said three times a day minimum, "What the fuck are you eating, Lil!"

*Faster plastic chewing noises while my husband and I search for her only to find her squished beneath a bureau she cannot possibly fit under chewing a bread bag that she had to pull from the (supposedly locked) trash can to get. Husband and I watch her slowly spit it out while making eye contact with us.*

"Mrauew..." Then she looks at her treat container.
Cats.
 
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