Cats being cats

We adopted a Maine Coon (about 20 lbs) and I named him "Butt-Head" , because he had a notorious habit of walking up to people and would butt his head into their leg.
Maine Coons are frickin' awesome cats (as are Manx's.) A former wife and I were given a Maine Coon long ago, not knowing what kind of cat he was.
It was only after someone took him from us, we went to a cat show and the first thing we saw was a Maine Coon breeder. We said "There's our cat!" That's how we found out, but the cat-napper never brought ours back.
 
Photos are cool, but videos are better :)

We adopted a Maine Coon (about 20 lbs) and I named him "Butt-Head" , because he had a notorious habit of walking up to people and would butt his head into their leg.

He also knows how to open doors
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Our Honda would open the bedroom door and come in at 3 or 4 am every day, finally removed the lever handle and replaced it with round, he hasn't forgiven me yet
 
We had a cat that would do that, but only on inside doors. He was terrified of going outside and wanted no part of opening those doors.

Butthead loves the outdoors, which is why he was determined to get out. But then again, Maine Coons are inherent for being outdoors

He would pay attention as I showed him how to open the doors - of course, if we didn't have handles, he'd never be able to open a knob style.

Maine Coons are frickin' awesome cats (as are Manx's.) A former wife and I were given a Maine Coon long ago, not knowing what kind of cat he was.

Main Coons have an obvious physical giveaway ... they're big and have a dense coat of fur, and have a dog-like mentality. We had one that weighed 26 lbs
 
Honda got his name from the Honda CRV he was born in. Friend called and said "I heard a kitten at Walmart but couldn't find it, drove home, heard it again" so my wife and I go over, I pull a cover, that's behind the rear bumper and find a kitten, eyes still closed. Very sick...we think mom abandoned him, took the rest. My wife says "can we keep it? "
She spent the next month nursing him back to health, that was 5 years ago 20220813_143839.jpg
 
Waka loves being outside, so does Sebastian. Dave and Ursi will stay outside as long as the backdoor is open and you're in their sight... if not, they freak out, run to the door and start scratching at it to let them in. :rofl1:

Phil, RIP, was an all night outsider when he got his way. He would be at the backdoor in the AM when the dog went out for it's morning ritual. He was a Nebelung Gray.

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We live in a 39 foot class A motor coach. The plan was to travel the country, and we did for awhile, until Marti got cancer... Since we're docked for the foreseeable future, I started picking up large wire dog kennels. My plan, which has worked out perfectly; was to turn them into one big, multi-level catio that would allow them to go out through the bathroom window, and spend time under the awning. Both are either former ferals, or semi feral cats, so outside time is a must. Harvey insists on several walks a day on a leash, in one of his six Kitty Holsters. Chmee turns into an anchor when you put any sort of harness on him; however he does love his cat carrier backpack, with bubble window...
 
Not ours, but we (have to ;)) host it at every time my GF's daughter is on vacation...


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former farm/feral cat, totally comfy with getting relocated between residences...


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yeah, they all like boxes...


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besides visiting me during the night (cold nose bumps in my face, purring, waking me up to cuddle and get scratched...), begging for food in ze morning, she's kinda accompanying me on pretty much anything...
 
Now that she has no competition, our remaining cat has laid claim to my lap and expects it to be available whenever she feels like she wants it. But she insists that it be properly lined with a lap blanket, or I get a very reproachful "you KNOW what the rules are, and what you're supposed to do" look until I put said blanket in place. Once it's in position it's a matter of a few seconds before she has hopped up and settled in for the duration. If she's not getting the desired quantity of skritches, she'll reach a paw out and tap me gently as a reminder that I have unfulfilled duties and unmet obligations.

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Now that she has no competition, our remaining cat has laid claim to my lap and expects it to be available whenever she feels like she wants it. But she insists that it be properly lined with a lap blanket, or I get a very reproachful "you KNOW what the rules are, and what you're supposed to do" look until I put said blanket in place. Once it's in position it;s a matter of a few seconds before she has hopped up and settled in for the duration. If she's not getting the desired quantity of skritches, she'll reach a paw out and tap me gently as a reminder that I have unfulfilled duties and unmet obligations.

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Now that she has no competition, our remaining cat has laid claim to my lap and expects it to be available whenever she feels like she wants it. But she insists that it be properly lined with a lap blanket, or I get a very reproachful "you KNOW what the rules are, and what you're supposed to do" look until I put said blanket in place.
It's a well-known fact that in many ancient cultures, cats were idolized and worshiped.

Cats have never forgotten this. To wit:

"Cats do not have owners; they have staff."
 
"Cats do not have owners; they have staff."

My wife has our downstairs half-bath decorated in a cats theme.
Cats on the wallpaper, cat soap dish, knick-knack shelf with little cats on it.
Including a small wooden plaque which says "Dogs have owners. Cats have staff."
Our cats are socialists.
 
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