saving the life of a cat

[AntonioLao]

First of all, in order to save the life of a cat one must start with learning a language. This can be vocal or verbal language, sign language, Braille language, or any different forms of audio-visual, touch and go languages. The attached 3 minutes video clip showed how BB encourages her kitten to consult Webster’s new universal unabridged dictionary, fully revised and updated, by her own improvised licking teaching method. Once a common language is learned then all future communication between any of all living creatures becomes a piece of cake.

[labelwench]

I would rate the orange fellow as a potential valedictorian, as I observe that he was ready to turn the page ahead of the others, then thought better of it.

Interesting that the females seem to place a very high priority on the tactile portion of the teaching, somewhat more than the males. I have observed this to be the case in working with dogs and horses also.

Males and females seem to have slight differences of interest and priorities in certain details, though in the main, as far as survival etc., they are quite similar.

Nice video clip.

[AntonioLao]

That is why the foreground cat is named A Cat as the heaviest first born valedictorian. The new dry food prompted them to left behind plenty of leftover but sprinkling a few drops of canola oil help them to finish it up and clear the feeding plate completely.

[labelwench]

I recall from previous conversations that you are attentive to the nutritional needs of your feline friend, now multiplied. As math is an area of your expertise, it shall be of interest to me the manner in which you resolve some of the circumstances that shall soon arise from having 'nine lives' sharing your current space.

As felines mature, they will each require more nutrition, (and sanitation), the issue of 'personal space' may arise, and then there is the matter of simple biology to consider.

Once, I visited some folks down the road who had a 'cat population' situation. (If memory serves, there were 35 cats living in a 16 x 24' room, it being winter outside.) These were agricultural folk, and fully half of their own living space was given over to feed and sanitation for their feline charges. This was a 'closed system' and the resident population had multiplied without any input of new genetic material. As the wee ones clambered up my pant legs while we were drinking tea, I was able to observe that many of them seemed somewhat less than thrifty, though there was ample food about. My impression was that perhaps this was the result of close breeding, as body proportion and certain other aspects of demeanor seemed quite different from the many other cats I have known. Another who was with me remarked upon same, so this observation was not only my own.

I note the name you have given this thread and wonder what plans you may have for your new friends?

[AntonioLao]

LW, my original plan was to give them away to good homes. My landlord was adamant about not having animals living in the house. I was almost kickout for nonpayment of rent myself. If push comes to shove then I have to move out and take the cat with me. Others suggested that if I don't feed them they will just disappear.

[labelwench]

LW, my original plan was to give them away to good homes. My landlord was adamant about not having animals living in the house. I was almost kickout for nonpayment of rent myself. If push comes to shove then I have to move out and take the cat with me. Others suggested that if I don't feed them they will just disappear.

Your predicament is understandable, as regards the landlord. The city of Whitehorse has a by-law which forbids cats to be at large, and the majority of landlords are refusing of pets, so it is a most difficult situation for persons moving here with pets unless they have the means to purchase their own home. A few cats still manage to find their way out-of-doors, yet I observe far fewer cats at large than in years previous.

For myself, I was raised with the understanding that all pets are a responsibility, to be undertaken after considerable forethought. This has been the case with horses and dogs, yet cats are not respecting of such theory.

Other people bring me cats, or else the cats adopt me, lol, although I do not tolerate more than 2 at a time and would rather have none in the house as I do not consider cat hair to be a condiment, and it will manage to get onto one's plate on occasion, despite one's best efforts. My husband is the cat person and it serves my purposes to keep him happy by tolerating the cats. In exchange, the house is maintained at the optimal temperature through all seasons, for the cats, which incidentally suits both my plants and myself. The female cat has also taken it upon herself to keep my home office chair warm and performs similar service on my side of the bed. Husband does all the feeding and litter tending, and I get some benefits of the arrangement.

As far as being mousers, the old male hunts out of doors and on the rare occasion that a mouse attempts to take up residence, forget the cats.

Call the woman.......

[AntonioLao]

I'm certain that was how BeanBag came to be in the house since the people started feeding her. But she was born a hunter, so occasionally she would bring in young rats (dead or almost dead) for the kitten. I presumed she had exhausted the outdoor younger generation of rats, now she is bringing in half-dead tailed or tail-less salamanders for the kitten. The sad thing is the kitten never eat them (the rats and the salamanders).

[Bogie]

Some animals just have no appreciation for such delicacies.

[labelwench]

From my observations of other species, the young must learn much of what we previously assumed to be instinctive. The male cat which was given to me as a foundling, was born wild under someone's porch, and was killing mice from a few weeks of age and I needed leather gloves for the first few days that I owned him. Hard to believe, looking at him now.

The female who showed up in our yard last autumn, (shivering under the storage shed for several days, as we really did not want to take in another cat) must have been raised on commercial food. She plays with insects and playfully stalks small birds, though I have yet to see her catch anything, and I doubt she would consider such to be food, so just as well.

Darth, the mighty hunter, who at age 17 still runs the foxes out of the yard and catches squirrels, and Minneau, the little princess, who is the bane of the older cat's existence, lol....

[AntonioLao]

Where can I buy a pair of cheap half inch thick leather pants? The pains from the scratches usually don't last more than a day but what would a million scratches do to the nervous system?