I might have guessed as much, given his red hair, but tonight at dinner, I managed to drop some colcannon on the floor, and he snarfed it right up, he did.
So, how about you? Are your pets Irish? How do you know?
I expected a tale of a green hairball.
That could happen later. Stay tuned.
I have a red cat with an Irish name but I’ve never dropped colcannon to see if he likes it. I think all my cats are more parital to Italian food.
Our Kitty Katherine, who lived with an elderly Irishman before adopting us, actually did heave up a green hairball this morning. (Well, greenish.)
Buffy and Gypsy were born on Saint Patrick’s Day (they’re sisters), and Buffy is orange.
The Lord Pixel Purrbody will claim affiliation with any nationality if it will get him something tasty to eat. 
Some of the feral kittens that came begging round the tables of the outside restaurant at our hotel in Malta would happily tuck into brussels sprouts - I presume that makes them Belgian.
I got you beat: my cat Cookie Monster actually is Irish. She was born on a farm in Portlaoise, Ireland. We moved her over here at the beginning of last year.
She is a greedy wee thing and notably over the years has eaten colcannon, some of a Hob Nob cookie, and a grape.
She only ate SOME of the grape? Heck, I know cats can be delicate eaters sometimes, but really!? 
Oh, I suppose maybe her human staff just had not peeled it properly. Shame on you.
((And why only **some **of the HobNob, eh? Can I have the other bit, if it’s going spare?) AND where’s the rest of the packet, eh?
And, O good people, please talk me out of adopting a cat (see, the thing is, I did have a lovely cat but she got old and dead, and now, well, now, my thoughts go towards finding another homeless moggie. But there is the whole “is it all right to keep a cat indoors” question.
I could give it an Irish name, if that makes it better.
(Eeeeeek - see, I am talking myself into cat-mothering even when I don’t mean to.)
My cat Sapphire will also claim anything at all, as long as it gets her FOOD and/or ATTENTION. She loves just about anything with tomato sauce on it, asparagus, corned beef, roast beef, pork (including ham), any sort of poultry, avocado, and some cheese sauces. She also claims that I’m supposed to leave some milk in my cereal bowl for her. When I first adopted her, she learned very quickly that we always keep ham and/or turkey in the fridge, for sandwiches. Now she always wants to inspect the fridge each time we open it.
Certainly it is. They live longer, healthier lives - no infections from fights, no diseases obtained by being bitten by or eating nasty critters, not run over by cars or chased by stupid twits. I’ve had indoor cats and they were happy little souls. The cats that went out (other family members weren’t fast enough at preventing escapes) did not fare nearly as well.
No, you shouldn’t get another cat. You should adopt TWO cats, who will keep each other company in the house. See how helpful I am?
I want to know Where are the kitty PICTURES!?
Mum’s cat Abby could be described as cunning and mischievous. Just like a leprechaun! Also, she regularly dresses up in a green suit and hides gold at the end of rainbows and tells troubled preadolescents to burn things.
OK, here goes.
Cats are slimy, scaly, wretched little creatures who want nothing more than to watch you suffer. They are incredibly dull, and patting a purring cat is the most horrible experience imaginable. There is a worldwide shortage of cats, so you’ll have a hard time finding a shelter willing to part with one. If you decided to post pictures of your cat to the Dope, everyone would hate you.
Seriously, what did you expect from this kind of thread?
My cat was (R.I.P 
) Scottish. He was a Scottish Fold. But moreover, he had a Scottish accent. I thought about getting him a little kilt.
Good luck with that 'round these parts.
I agree with Lynn. So sorry. You should adopt two cats, so they can keep each other company!
For the record, the only time our cats have ever been outside since about a week after their birth is in a cat carrier on their way home from the pound. They will happily stare for hours on end out the screen door, but if anyone actually opens the screen door, the male books off to his super secret hidey hole (under the bed) and his sister looks offended until someone closes the screen door.
She gets the “Well, WTF people! There are things out there! Don’t you know a cat could get hurt if you leave the freaking door open? What are you, raised in a damn barn?” look on her face.
They’re both firmly convinced that actually going outside is for suckers. Interesting viewpoint for formerly-feral kittens.
You’ll find that a substantial portion of cats in the US are indoor-only cats. For a lot of reasons - but once a cat gets used to it, they don’t miss it - it’s safer and more comfy inside (or, if you get kittens, if they never go out, it’s not like they ever have anything to miss).
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She only ate SOME of the grape? Heck, I know cats can be delicate eaters sometimes, but really!?
Oh, I suppose maybe her human staff just had not peeled it properly. Shame on you.
((And why only **some **of the HobNob, eh? Can I have the other bit, if it’s going spare?) AND where’s the rest of the packet, eh?
And, O good people, please talk me out of adopting a cat (see, the thing is, I did have a lovely cat but she got old and dead, and now, well, now, my thoughts go towards finding another homeless moggie. But there is the whole “is it all right to keep a cat indoors” question.
YES!!! not only are they healthier, they live longer!!!
Did you know that no matter from what height a cat is dropped it will always land on its feet.
Unless it’s an Irish cat, they allus land on their heads.
Here’s one. As you can see, he’s been eating more than colcannon.
