What cats do you have and what are their names?

[carsonshepherd]

I don't have any pussies, but I couldn't resist the thread title. Talk about your cats if you want, I'll read it, I swear.

http://www.mycathatesyou.com/images/cats/2006/03/james.jpg

 

[impressive]

I love cats -- and would have at least two if eldest wasn't allergic to 'em. *le sigh*

 

[Guest]

back in the dark ages, i had six cats. they were all named after gilligans island minus mrs. howel.
i also had 20 angora rabbits which were all named after candy or candy bars. moca was my favorite.

 

[lil_elvis]

at times we've had as many as five. but now just one, Torre. She's a Siberian, or so I'm told, but a fur factory for sure.

 

[impressive]

back in the dark ages, i had six cats. they were all named after gilligans island minus mrs. howel.
i also had 20 angora rabbits which were all named after candy or candy bars. moca was my favorite.

What? No "Lovey" ???

 

[Guest]

What? No "Lovey" ???

no, i couldnt deal with it. really felt like shed be wanting premium cat vittles and a diamond collar. 'sides which, ginger was making it with mr. howl (sp) on a constant basis.

 

[carsonshepherd]

Mr. Howl *snicker*

My friend has a big fat fluffy gray one named Athena that I thought was a doorstop, because it sat for two hours without moving, just watching as we sat around drinking wine.

 

[oggbashan]

'Our' cats:

Polly (f)
Tab (m)
Hetty, short for Henrietta, was daughter's cat called Henry until Henry was dumped on us and we found out that he was a she.

Visiting cats in order of frequency
Morgan (m)
Silver (m) entire
Sid (m)(Six-dinner Sid)

All are neutered (except Silver) domestic moggies with no pretensions to breeding or class but good mousers.

Og

 

[rgraham666]

Big cat fan here. Pity I can't afford to keep at least one.

However I did have one that hated me. When I took baths, he would insist that he come in and prowl the edge of the tub. At least once a week, he would fall in, jump out, and then glare at me in a look that said, "This is all your fault!"

If I kept him out of the bathroom he'd express his displeasure of my actions by raising a ruckus.

One day, I'm walking by a pinball machine I owned. He liked to sleep on the top of it and he was doing so. Abruptly I have a cat wrapped around my head, biting and clawing. I pulled him off and threw him on the couch. At that point his name changed from 'Patches' to 'You Little Bastard.'

Two nights later, I wake up in the middle of the night. I realise there's a cat under the covers with me. And he's stalking something. Since I sleep in the nude, there's only one thing he can be stalking. Move! Eeyow! Too Late!

Good thing I was single at the time. Explaining the four scratches on the head of my cock would have been awkward.

The next day I let him out and he never came back.

Only animal I've ever known that was flat out psychotic.

 

[SensualCealy]

We have two, my daughter got them just after her 5th birthday, one is actually my sons, I couldnt get one for her and not for him. They are siblings, both the cats and my kids! lmao

My daughters birthday falls the weekend of the Canadian Thanksgiving so the week after we picked up the kittens, one orange, one black.

We had to name them, well the orange tabby was easy, Pumpkin, the black short haired domestic well he is was harder, Spooky he became.
Spook is very loveable, sleeps with me most of the night, every night, and when my daughter isnt home he will search the house until she does come home.
Pumpkin, lives up to her name, one big fat cat!
C

 

[impressive]

Big cat fan here. Pity I can't afford to keep at least one.

However I did have one that hated me. When I took baths, he would insist that he come in and prowl the edge of the tub. At least once a week, he would fall in, jump out, and then glare at me in a look that said, "This is all your fault!"

If I kept him out of the bathroom he'd express his displeasure of my actions by raising a ruckus.

One day, I'm walking by a pinball machine I owned. He liked to sleep on the top of it and he was doing so. Abruptly I have a cat wrapped around my head, biting and clawing. I pulled him off and threw him on the couch. At that point his name changed from 'Patches' to 'You Little Bastard.'

Two nights later, I wake up in the middle of the night. I realise there's a cat under the covers with me. And he's stalking something. Since I sleep in the nude, there's only one thing he can be stalking. Move! Eeyow! Too Late!

Good thing I was single at the time. Explaining the four scratches on the head of my cock would have been awkward.

The next day I let him out and he never came back.

Only animal I've ever known that was flat out psychotic.

Oh, my! I'm cracking up, here.

 

[OhMissScarlett]

The last cat I had was named Morris. Original name, no? My friends and I moved into an apartment and one day this cat just waltzed through the door like he owned the place. I asked the lady downstairs if he was her cat and she told me no, that he belonged to some people who lived there about five years before and when they moved, he just kept running away and coming back to the old house. Apparently he didn't mind staying in "his house" with revolving tenants and was nice enough to "allow' us to live there with him. Of course we ended up taking him to the vet and buying him all sorts of stuff, nursing him back to health when he got into a fight. The little con artist.

 

[matriarch]

Had cats when we were kids, many happy memories of watching her give birth, and hours spent with these tiny bundles of fur in my lap. I hated giving them away.

When I got married, himself gave me the cutest, tiniest half-siamese kitten for our 1st wedding anniversary - called her Cleo. She was the 5th of the outcome of mummy - who was pedigree siamese - getting out for a night of fun. Adorable, gorgeous, but addicted to jousting with cars. First time she broke her pelvis and we had to strip the dining room bare of everything except the carpet so she wouldn't be tempted to climb or claw, for around 6 - 8 weeks while the pelvic bone healed. Never could touch that part of her back again without her flinching. Second time, she lost the joust and a friend brought her to us in a bag, tail hanging over the edge. Broke me. Vowed I'd never have another.

And now, I seem to be allergic to the fur, so as much as I'd love another cat, just can't have one. One touch, and my eyes are up like balloons, itching, can't see. Not nice.

And don't you know, that cats know when you can't touch them. Most of my friends have cats, and all of them, without fail, come to me as soon as I arrive. Wind round my legs, climb on my lap, and I have to pathetically shoo them away, trying hard not to touch the fur.

*sigh*

 

[Guest]

Had cats when we were kids, many happy memories of watching her give birth, and hours spent with these tiny bundles of fur in my lap. I hated giving them away.

When I got married, himself gave me the cutest, tiniest half-siamese kitten for our 1st wedding anniversary - called her Cleo. She was the 5th of the outcome of mummy - who was pedigree siamese - getting out for a night of fun. Adorable, gorgeous, but addicted to jousting with cars. First time she broke her pelvis and we had to strip the dining room bare of everything except the carpet so she wouldn't be tempted to climb or claw, for around 6 - 8 weeks while the pelvic bone healed. Never could touch that part of her back again without her flinching. Second time, she lost the joust and a friend brought her to us in a bag, tail hanging over the edge. Broke me. Vowed I'd never have another.

And now, I seem to be allergic to the fur, so as much as I'd love another cat, just can't have one. One touch, and my eyes are up like balloons, itching, can't see. Not nice.

And don't you know, that cats know when you can't touch them. Most of my friends have cats, and all of them, without fail, come to me as soon as I arrive. Wind round my legs, climb on my lap, and I have to pathetically shoo them away, trying hard not to touch the fur.

*sigh*

I understand. When I lost my 18-year-old kitty (I got her when I was 10) I didn't think I could manage. But soon after my husband began consoling me with kitty gifts (a stray, one from a friend's litter, etc.) and our cat population grew from zero to 6.

We've lost two from that bundle, gained others lately from taking in more strays (well - the next-door-neighbor's cast-offs) so now our numbers are up to 8.

Four of them are much older, four are younger, so we know it won't be 8 cats forever.

But our children are now growing up with kittens. Very important, as the cats have chosen their special people. The other day our daughter said "C'mon, knucklehead," to "her" kitty and he happily followed her back to her room. Like a puppy.

 

[Stella_Omega]

We moved from a third-floor, urban apartment- huge, though- to a California-style, cottage on more than an acre of land. This house is tiny, ugly, drafty, bug-infested, and the only way I can feel comfortable in it is to keep all doors and windows open as much as possible. It's like a baech shak without a beach.

Back in Chicago, we accuired three pure-bred cats- wierd thing to happen, as we'd always had moggies show up before that. OUr three- a Banegal, a PixieBob, and a Maine Coon- lived the life of Reiley, with a roof to walk around on, dogs in the window next door to tease, a gorgeous cat tree- built by me- for their lounging pleasure.
We brought them to this place, where they had the entire outdoors, fleas, burrs in their fur- and a tribe of six little cats that were growing up next door.
When the nextdoor neighbor had a stroke, these six youngsters were abandoned. Now they live with us... At first, getting them to the vet was a trapping matter. There are two that still shy away from being petted, and four that are lovebugs.
The three original cats that came with us are all tabbies and have pedigree names;
Jackie (Leopardhaven's Mojo Jackson)
Ozzie (Pixie Bob Ozymandias Rex)
Gris Gris (Mighty Maine's Gris Gris)
La-di-fuckin' da!
The six semi-ferals are all of them white and black;
Moo Ling
Clementine
Charley (Chaplin)
Ping
Aubrey( Beardsley)
Trike (One crippled leg)

 

[Selena_Kitt]

We have a brother and sister pair: Isis and Osiris... although they've been shortened to "Izzy" and "Ozzy"...

 

[entitled]

Zachary!

Cussed, ornery, just another one of the kids. But covered in fur.

 

[hugo_sam]

Colonel - found in Russian helicopter crate outside of friends(The Colonel) hanger
Black with white markings, part long hair

Sylvester - Neighbor was going to take kitten to pound during their divorce.
Grey - tabby

Frankie - adopted us at last house and moved in to this house when we moved.
Amost total black with about 1/2 inch of white on underside of belly

Curly - (nominally sons cat) but lives here as much as next door
Orange tabby

plus 3 dogs and one dog of my sons.

Hugo

 

[Liar]

Mira - Thought she was a dog.

Lappri - Thinks she is a god.

 

[Guest]

Mira - Thought she was a dog.

Lappri - Thinks she is a god.

Don't all cats think they are gods?


I forgot to list our kitty names.

Our original six were named for characters in the musical CATS -
Jenny (Jennyanydot)
Mac (Macavity)
Ski (Skimble Shanks)
Jonesey (Bustopher Jones)
Taz (Rumpleteazer)
Meej (Mungojerry)

We lost Jenny and Mac last year.

Now we have Midnight, pure black mommy kitty (recently spayed)

From her first litter - Big, black and fuzzy Chewie (not Star Wars - he chews everything)

and Blackie (daughter didn't understand why we couldn't call him Darkie - it's also the name of a horse from Black Beauty)

From second litter - little brown-nosed tabby Kiwi - sweet little girl kitty.

We rescued the two boys last August during the dangerous heat index time. Though technically they belonged next door they spent every moment of their time in our yard with our kids. We rescued momma kitty soon after that (she was already pregnant for the second time). We decided to keep them all since it was obvious the neighbors intended to let her endlessly and recklessly breed.

They didn't miss her. They never even came looking for her.

 

[Svenskaflicka]

Don't all cats think they are gods?

Dogs have owners. Cats have slaves.

My baby's called Mia. She looks like a kitten even though she's fully grown up; she's small and very "petite" all over, with HUGE eyes. Grey with stripes.

She's playful and cuddly, and loves to play tricks on mummy - the first week that I had her, I found her meowing sadly inside a closed cabinet, although she had been outside it when I left for work...
Her latest prank on me is that she finds sleeping places where I can't find her. I search all over the apartment, only to find her in my underwear drawer, 140 centimeters above the floor.

But all's forgiven when i go to bed, put my blankets over me, and out of nowhere a ball of fur and cuddliness jumps up on my belly, lies down, and starts purring like an engine.

 

[Guest]

I don't have any pussies, but I couldn't resist the thread title. Talk about your cats if you want, I'll read it, I swear.

http://www.mycathatesyou.com/images/cats/2006/03/james.jpg

I'm gonna hold you to that.

ABG and I are staff for 6 resident felines

Laguz, Wesa, Ophelia, Petruchio, Benadict, Beatrice

We also feed Calico, the neurotic dog and Sweety, the bloodsuckingbirdbeast.

I like naming cats from Shakespeare because the full name suits the cat's idea of its importance and dignity, yet the names lend themselves to nicknames more appropriate to something that sticks its butt in your face and won't let you sit in your chair. Thus, Ophelia is Ophadiddles/Diddles/Le Blobbe and Petruchio is Pooty (also called Pooty Pooty Potato Head. He doesn't seem to care).

 

[hugo_sam]

Our grey tabby, Sylvester, has taken to acting like one of the dogs
I usually give out pettings/lovin's when I lay down to sleep,
all the dogs come over to get theirs.
Lately she is right there with them and wants petting just like the dogs
When they all leave she has taken to 'combing' my beard with just a hint of claw.
Too funny.

Hugo

 

[Svenskaflicka]

OK, is it about time to quiz carson to make sure he has really read all the posts like he promised?

 

[Belegon]

I am currently possessed by a single feline...her name is D.G. and she is the unchallenged ruler of her domain...no other beasties in the house at this time....