Maybe you should disable it?
Update
Things are going well here! Arthur is doing great, and is a big cuddler. He likes to lick faces.
Arthur is now out and meetingthe other cat, Thor. You can really see his multiple toes! He’s standing at the door to the deck that he used to live under.
I don’t anticipate any problems(maybe it’s because they’re both boys?) They’ve been walking around each other, a hiss here or there before wandering off.
This is a heartwarming story (though, poor kitty!) I’m glad that he was able to live a happy life with you after such a traumatic event. You do such good with all of your rescue work. (My mental file for **flatlined **is: Rats in Boxes! SG! Rescues Cats! Crazy Old Lady Neighbor!)
Ditto. But I’d want to *work *with flatlined. I might just do no actual working and follow SG’s lazy, mooching example. I mean, it’s worked for him for years! 
Oh god, this is so true. 
The only reason I don’t have more pictures is because Arthur walks so fast it’s mainly a blur (even the one of him drinking from the dogs water was sadly blurry).
‘Arthur’ was a cat who scooped catfood up with his paw and ate it. Because of this, he appeared in a series of TV commercials here for Kattomeat in the 1960s
Oh god, I so agree!
Lady, I’m so sorry for hijacking your thread with Marines and kittens. Your Thor is awesome and I’m happy that no fights are happening. I really want to see pics of Arthur when he’s buffed up 
Thank you so much for saving that sweet boy. I winced everytime I opened a pic because that poor kiitteh was so skinny. I understand how you wouldn’t want to hold him without a towel. Sharp bones could easily cut thin fur. It doesn’t happen, but I still worry.
Mk VII,
Interesting, I hadn’t known that!
But…but, that is the best kind of hijack! Your contribution to this thread has been much appreciated by me.
And, definitely, I’ll post updated pictures when he buffs up. (Egads, he’s so light when I pick him up!)
You are so lucky. My girls hated each other on sight.
I’m not sure about cats, but I’ve heard of other starved, sweet animals turning into not-so-sweet animals as they come back to health. Even the nastiest critters are pretty compliant when they’re starving. Hopefully that won’t be the case here, just don’t be shocked if Arthur develops more of a personality or starts having spats with the other animals as he gains weight.
Thanks for taking him in! 
We took in an older cat a couple of years ago–we found him living under a bush in our back yard. He was very skinny but very friendly, and we figured he was probably dumped. We took him to the vet and found out he was about 15 years old (what kind of horrible person would dump a sweet senior cat out to fend for himself?) and he had hyperthyroidism. We got that treated and for awhile we just fed him in the backyard, but eventually we brought him in to see how he’d do with our other cats.
Unfortunately things didn’t work out–he was very nervous around them, and they kind of bulled him which caused him to pee in inappropriate places, so he ended up living in our upstairs bathroom. We didn’t think this was any life for a sweet old man, so we found him a home with a friend of a friend, and he lived there for almost two years before she sadly had to have him put down because he was fading fast and not enjoying life anymore.
Point being: he definitely didn’t change personality when he started getting fed. His final owner sent us reports and pictures and told us that he remained a sweet and friendly cat to the end, and even got along with the two kittens she got after she brought him home.
We named him “Abercrombie” because he looked like a dignified English gentleman. I guess she must have agreed, because while she did change his name, she changed it to “Alfred.”
Malleus, Incus, Stapes!,
I *am *lucky then! The cats are still getting along, it’s the *dog * that he despises.
FlyByNight512,
He has changed a bit now that he’s eating regularly, he’s still friendly, but he will now blatantly try to eat/drink whatever the human has even if you’re saying ‘No’ and pushing his head away. 
Though the name ‘Arthur’ may not stick. My husband has taken to calling him ‘Bones’, i.e. ‘Bones ate my cereal! I had to put it up high so he couldn’t get it.’ The battle of the names begins!
Infovore,
More cat stories! Thank you, I enjoyed reading that. Agreed, both names were ‘of a sort’.
I just realized why I like Arthur so much. Many years ago I adopted a cat who looked a lot like him, AND he had extra tootsies too! I love extra-toed cats–they look like they’re wearing mittens.
His name was Tango, and he kept the older boys and me company until he got a better offer from someone in the next building.
I have two boys that I got as adults. Got the first one, Owen, from a shelter as company for my old cat, who then died, and then got the second, Darcy, from a rescue, to keep Owen company. I had no idea that two unrelated cats from such different backgrounds could bond as much as these two have. They hang out, groom and snuggle together all the time. They also get cranky and swing and hiss at each sometimes, but mostly, they seem to really like each other.
It doesn’t look like there’s much drama between your two boys… perhaps they are united in their scorn for the dog?
Yay for stray kittehs!! And what a great name!
Welcome to the world of Doper Pets, Arthur. The catnip’s in the cupboard, and the toy mice are in the basket in the corner. Make yourself at home!
(Just realized I’d never replied!)
This is nice to hear, and yes I love his extra toes as well!
I’m really hoping they become best buds like yours, though admittedly, both seem quite people focused.
Arthur now follows me around in the morning meowing in a pitiful, heart-wrenching pitch until I get him canned food. He has the dry stuff all the time but it’s simply not good enough.
Thanks!
That was fast!
Al’s the same way about his canned food. We started giving him 1/4 of the small size cans, as a bribe to get him to show himself. He’s worked his way up to a full can, full-size, every evening like clockwork. (Well, clockwork to us. To him it’s always several hours late.)
No, it really isn’t (at least, that’s the message we got, too). We had our ladies on dry only for most of their lives, but now that they’re senior kitties, they get wet and dry. They’ll probably get onto mostly wet soon.
Hurray for Arthur, training his slaves properly. The kittens went to the vet today, which reminded me to ask for new Arthur pics. Its been a week, are you able to tell a difference? Are his bones less bony? Does he still hate the dog?
Ha! This is quite true.
Old kitties really are the best!
He’s *slightly *less bony, to the touch at least, though his back above his tail is still protruding bones. Arthur is not bothered by his skinniness. Oh yes, no love between the dog and he yet, though no fights either as Arthur has been deftly avoiding the dog. He spends a lot of time sleeping and eating and hanging out near my computer.
AWWWW!!! I can see a difference. He looks much better to my rescue eyes. I also think its great that Thor is happy eating his food so close to Arthur. It shows promise. maybe you chould buy a gasp small dog bed that is big enough for both kitties and then turn the heat down. My boyz get a lot more cuddlier when they are cold.
Alpha, Baker and Charlie (named by Marines, not me) passed their bloodwork, have been fixed and ready to be adopted. I have a phone, and I have a computer. The thing missing is a teenager to help me get them to talk to each other.
That’s adorable.
**Last night: **
In bed, watching Futurama, suddenly my husband erupts with “My Cereal! Nooo!”
Arthur had joined us.
He then cuddled up next to my husband on the bed and we turned off the t.v. and prepared to sleep, until angry growls broke the night air. I turned on the light to find the dog creeping along the side of the bed, trying to get closer to Arthur under cover of darkness as if the cat won’t notice a bushy white/orange dog with a huge tongue licking him.
In a growling huff, Arthur flounced from the room.