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It's been said that people that hate cats will come back as mice in their next life.
Cat Behavior Problems
They come in all shapes and sizes and come with a wide variety of causes. House breaking, litter box issues, aggression and general destruction of furniture are all common cat behavior problems. Unfortunately, they all are common cat behavior problem for some cats.
By Yvonne De Jager5 years ago in Petlife
Pitch-Black; Pitch-Black
When I was a young girl, around the age of seven, I lived in a neighborhood on the edge of a rundown park where people would regularly abandon their cats. The string of slurs I would use to describe these people would not be suitable for the broad audience I am hoping will read this story, so I will leave it at this: I hated those people and I did everything I could do, as a young child, to stop them. I told my parents, I told my friends, I told my teachers- I sat on a bench nearby every free minute I had to dissuade people from dropping their pets off, to no avail. Every week or two there would be a new cat, scared and alone, cowering under a bush or tree. Some were dropped in boxes, and would stay near the rotting cardboard that, to them, was their last glimpse of home. I wanted to pat their heads and scratch their chins, to give them the love they deserved, but I could never get close. To be treated so cruelly and to still be able to trust a person after that, would be remarkable, so I understood why they ran from me.
By Taylor Walker5 years ago in Petlife
Hurricane "Cat"trina
The year was 2005 and for those of us who lived through it we could tell you stories that rivaled the terror of 2020. Especially if you lived in South Mississippi and Louisiana in August. Katrina was a category five storm that rocked the whole nation as people watched on television the devastating flooding in New Orleans and the twenty foot storm surge pick up huge hotels and casinos and carry them out to sea on the Mississippi coast. But, particularly for those of us who experienced, it we all have our own Katrina story if not several. One of mine is the story of Ginger, the cat pictured in the photograph. In the days after the storm my wife and I slowly made our way back out into the community picking up the pieces and helping others clean up and rebuild after the disaster. We live about sixty miles from the coast so the storm had weakened to a category three hurricane by the time it reached our home and we were fortunate that we received only minimal damage. The same could not be said for the Dental Office where we both worked. The old office had been converted from a two story home and my wife and I had actually met there for the first time only two years before.
By Gray Beard Nerd5 years ago in Petlife
Who Rescued Who?
https://vimeo.com/534752253 This is the story of my little miracle baby, my cat, Piper. In late 2019, I was in the middle of a very dark season of depression in my life, something I've battled with for years. I was feeling especially lonely. I was 23 at the time living in a 1 bedroom, 2nd floor apartment. I was a medical assisting student nearing the end of my schooling. It was October and I had recently begun my 3 months of clinicals, where I worked (unpaid) at a doctors office from 7:50AM to sometimes 5:00PM, five days a week. I was also working 2 jobs at the time; part time at a Christian Bookstore, and part time at Chick fil A. If you've experienced depression, you know it sucks every bit of energy out of you as it is.. but being a full-time clinical extern and working 2 jobs on top of that was the most drained and completely exhausted, both physically and mentally, that I could have been. It didn't help that it was getting cold outside, and seasonal depression is often a worsening issue for me as well.
By Danielle Gargano5 years ago in Petlife
Tiny Paws - Chum
Before I start, you'll probably think that I am a liar if I tell you that I had never seen a cat in my village. I still don't, there are so many dogs and even cattle but cats, I have no idea what's the deal. But I sure am the lucky one. It was like a blessing to have one if you ask me.
By Marmik Sharma5 years ago in Petlife
Luna, Luna Lou, Looney, Lunatic
I did not get my cat, Luna, from a rescue organization or shelter. I still consider her a rescue, however. She was part of a litter born to my ex-girlfriend’s feral cat. Technically, the mama was no longer feral since the ex brought her in from her previous apartment, but she displayed all the typical feral behaviors. She kept hidden and was distrustful of most humans. I was one of the humans she seemed to trust so she let me see her kittens and hold them. I’ve always been fond of cats. Except for two short spans of time in my life, I have always had a cat. When Luna came into my life, she ended the second span of several months without a cat. I had told Melissa (the ex-girlfriend) might be ready for another cat, but at the time I had a roommate with a cat allergy. I also wasn’t sure I was ready for another cat.
By Tom Stasio5 years ago in Petlife
A Stroke of Luck
Most people say that black cats will bring you bad luck, but this guy fell upon his own bad luck and we happened to be in the right place at the right time to change his fate and gain a wonderful addition to our family. He crossed our path unintentionally while visiting my parents. My older two daughters had gone outside to go for a walk and came back inside screaming for help. "Mom! Mom! we have to help him!"
By Christen Trunkey5 years ago in Petlife
The Long and Complicated Saga of How I Became A Cat Lady
The whole thing started because my husband likes to pee outside. We’re not weirdos. We live on several acres of woods and don’t have neighbors. Yes, it's peaceful. Yes, we’re very lucky. Yes, we have bears. (No, we’re not moving somewhere closer to civilization, Dad!) There’s a deck off of his office, and (if the mood strikes in the evening), my husband enjoys standing out there, taking in the sweet sounds of the evening forest...and peeing on it.
By Jessica Conaway5 years ago in Petlife
What Is It?
When I was thirteen, my family lost our first cat. A few months later, we decided to get another. We had two cats at that point, and the younger of the two liked to play, while the much older one did not. So we thought we’d adopt another young cat to keep the younger one company. This way she would have someone to play with and leave the older cat alone (she did not appreciate attempts to play). That’s how we got Molly, a three year old, timid tabby.
By Erin O'Neil5 years ago in Petlife
