Pet Pictures! Aaaannnnd - GO! (Read 1553 times)

 

As for weird foods...are my cats the only ones that go absolutely insane for olives (green or black)?  Watermelon and corn-on-the-cob go over well, too.  Our late Gus also liked those mini pretzel sticks.  He would walk around with one in his mouth...always looked like he had a stogey.

Growing up, we had a cat who just LOVED the smell of Ben-Gay ointment. If you used it, he would come sit by you and sniff you and maybe even drool a little. Since he had lost his front teeth, his tongue would stick out when he did this. Pretty cute.

Growing up, we had a cat who just LOVED the smell of Ben-Gay ointment. If you used it, he would come sit by you and sniff you and maybe even drool a little. Since he had lost his front teeth, his tongue would stick out when he did this. Pretty cute.

Holy crap, Darwin too.  I can't wear an Icy Hot patch, Vicks Vaporub, or anything like that without getting licked to death.  I can't imagine how any sentient being would want to EAT VAPORUB, but he does.

Props for bananas too.  And peanut butter.  LOVES the stuff.  When he got sick with pancreatitis in Feb, the ONLY thing I could get him to ingest was PB shakes:  kitten milk replacer mixed in the blender with PB.  Saved his life, I swear.  It was the only way I could get any calories into him at all.  At first the vet was all "Uh... he's not a kitten, and cats don't eat peanuts" but then I was like "Yeah but it beats dying" and she was all "My bad.  If PB shakes are what he wants, give him PB shakes.  By the way.  Steroids.  He needs them." 

Well, maybe not EXACTLY like that.  I have a tendency to embellish. 

I should have just made him a PB and banana sandwich and named him Elvis. 

BTW, not only do I want an Italian greyhound because this one rocks, but now I want one just  TO name him Rapido.

LOVE that last picture of Chui!  That dog knows how to relax.

Goofy, and believe me, he IS his name.  Only cat I've ever seen that walks like a duck with his back feet.  He loves me to death, almost to the point he drives me crazy, and he loves to give head rubs:

Wilson the Wonder Kitty (in the pot) and Chico.  Wilson is currently my 3:30 a.m. alarm clock.  His timing is impeccable.  I just wish he'd wait an hour.

This is an older pic of Ziggy aka Tony Maroni (on the left) and Wilson the Wonder Kitty (on the right). 

I don't have a pic available at the moment of Mr. Mr., but he's a long-haired black and white onery little thing we inherited from a neighbor.  He's one of those who looks innocent, but in reality is a little turd.

At one point we had five black cats.  Alas, two are gone:

Our old guy, Fatso (far right on the couch seat) died last year at 19.  BK (top of the couch) was the only feral cat I've tamed.  He would do the "kitty dance" on the bed, then flop over without warning and present his belly for rubs.  He got really sick and couldn't rally out of it, although we gave it the good fight.  He died a few months before Fatso.  I still miss the little rugger.

This is a great thread.  Thanks for starting it!

I also have a cat named Ziggy. He doesn't take crap from dogs.

He enjoys romping on the bed,

and things knit by hand.

Mostly, he lives the good life.

This is Sinbad:

He is the snootiest cat ever, about 4 years old (we've had him for 2), and enjoys covert snuggles (only when I'm asleep), ribbon on a stick, knocking books off the bookshelf and lounging behind them, boxes, and helping the humans play board games, usually by knocking the important pieces to the floor. He is 100% convinced he could take down a crow and frequently shares this opinion with them from the balcony.

This is Zelda:

Despite appearances, she's fullgrown (about a year and a half) and was a stray until we got her from a shelter in January. She enjoys bothering Sinbad, attacking shoelaces, eating anything food-related (her food, Sinbad's food, fish, shrimp, broccoli, pasta, bread, mushrooms, tomatos...), demanding ear scritches when the humans are trying to play video games, and Under The Covers Land, preferably while we are asleep.

It's my understanding that cats sleep all day and mostly ignore the humans but these two seem to be dogs in cat bodies, since they need to be in the same room as the humans at all times, are constantly running back and forth, and enthusiastically greet and investigate every single visitor who comes through our door.

Doesn't have to be your running buddy, hell, it can be a pet that doesn't even have legs.  Let's see 'em:

 

 

I had a white boy cat like that too!  He too was the love of my life.   With his pink ears, nose, and toes!    He lived till he was 19!

Dog.