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The quarantine warden is reluctant to let me leave this morning. He won’t even look me in the face.
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My female cat was the most focused hunter I've seen. She'd drag chipmunks, rabbits, and such into the house.
She liked to put the chipmunks in my wife's shoes and leave her "toys" in the middle of the floor.
My two boys once caught a fat mouse in the house and presented it to us. I had to laugh because they were sitting side-by side when I discovered them. They were sitting, waiting for praise. Their typical presentations weren't kills, though, but when hunting was scarce one of them would drop random Beanie Babies for me on my side of the bed.
 
Can verify the "cat claiming" that goes on.
Nothing escapes my Old Gray Man. If a new box comes inside, he sits in it. If bags of groceries arrive they get inspected. When my wife got me a brand-new recliner, guess who "claimed" it. Just to drive him nuts I sprayed a blanket on the seat of the recliner with catnip essence.
Big mistake. He stayed longer until the scent and novelty wore off, danged rascal butt.
 
Yeah I’ve been slacking with cat pictures too. I’ve been taking Winkie, Kinky and Half Pint out back in the evening when I get home from work. They meet me at the door and follow me to the sunroom.
They are use to the tile and carpet under their feet so the stay on the wood or field stone and won’t go in the grass. Kinky has found the perfect spot on coffee roasting day and HP has become quite the traveler going with me as I run errands. The guys at the butcher shop where we get the chicken for their food come out to the truck to say hi and she’s become the unofficial mascot of Legacy package store.

Hope everyone and their cats are doing well.

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I did put these in the "What are you drinking" thread but they're okay photos. At the top is Dashel (Dashy). That's pretty much how he is. Below is Moose (Moosey). He's about eight months now? Still some growing left. He's sniffing the beer and isn't sure what he thinks about it.
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dashel looks so similar to my tuxedo, crazy. and these 3 above remind me of our cats... f'n lazy, useless, fur dropping **** factories. but man, do they love me! wish my wife still loved me like that!
 
Beware the ferocious tiger roar (or awkward yawn). And he’s the dignified one.
Being a cat owner for 30 years, when a cat spreads and lies on his/her back, my guess is that it's a cooling pose to expose surface area. Can't prove it though. It could also just be a bold dating move.
 
He was about a year when we adopted him. He lived with us about 2 weeks before he started lounging like that. It’s just how he rolls. The big brown lady cat rules the place, I think it’s his way of showing he’s cool with the pecking order and feeling safe.
 
We've been cat-less for almost a year now. Hops went out to the front porch and disappeared one nigh last August-she probably became owl food. Here are a couple of the last pics we have of her. She was very coyote savvy, we had lots of them where we used to live, but we didn't have owls.
 

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We've been cat-less for almost a year now. Hops went out to the front porch and disappeared one nigh last August-she probably became owl food. Here are a couple of the last pics we have of her. She was very coyote savvy, we had lots of them where we used to live, but we didn't have owls.

Nice cat.

My cat growing up was almost taken by a bird of prey on our family acreage. She came in the house one day scared and with talon marks on her back. Her large size probably saved her. Ever since that day, she would not be caught out in the open unless running at full throttle back to the house. Usually with an eye on the sky.
 
I tend to visit stores that are animal friendly before other stores. Weird but big selling point for me.
Heaven forbid I show up without her. People who've met her look at me, then look around and ask "Where's Half Pint?".
Went through Home Depot last week with HP riding on the wood cart. A Hispanic man saw her said El gato smiled and gave me the thumbs up.
 
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From the perspective of the person who isn't the owner of the cat, I'm the same with Ms. Kitty, the ridiculously chilled cat that lives at the garden center. We go in a lot and my wife shops while I go search for Ms. Kitty to give her a pat on the head. Never met a more relaxed cat. Like I said, because they keep a cat on the premises, we go there first and usually only. Their prices are ho-hum, service is fine but they have Ms. Kitty.
 
This is Moose on bottling day. I didn't realize I would find another use for my bottle crates. He likes to be carried around the house for an indeterminate amount of time. He sits on the kitchen cart directly behind and above me while I sit in a lawn chair that's a few inches off the ground and work the bottle wand. My wife operates the bottling bucket and now knows more about how to handle that aspect than I do.
Back to Moose: he's very relaxed all the time but he does growl at the ice cream trucks when they go by--and motorcycles for some reason.
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