A friend of a friend had the tiniest kitten you’ve ever seen. Think purse puppy thing but as a hand kitty thing. She carried that poor thing everywhere, and when asked what is she feeding it cause it looked lethargic and weak, she piped up: “Oh, it only needs a bit of water!”
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I think i did pop a vein after i was through…‘talking’ with her. Unfortunately i don’t know what outcome that poor thing had, since i am no longer a friend of theirs soon after that incident. (too many things, that time was the straw that broke the camel’s back)
This thread does a good job of explaining why I am so adamantly against pet stores that sell cats and dogs, and will sell one to anyone who wants one and can pay for it. There are people who want a cat or dog (or think they want one) who should not have one.
Awwww! Talkative meezers are the best! My Luna is a Siamese mix.
Sounds like Wants-A-Cat-Boy does not use contractions in everyday speech. Was his first language perhaps not English? Or was he some sort of jerky-motioned, sinus-voiced übergeek?
Yup, that’s some weapons-grade ignorance there. I don’t know how you combat that without endangering a cat’s life - let him pet sit for a weekend? I don’t think just talking to someone that fundamentally clueless is going to get through.
My cat might be by nature a killer, but by nurture he’s incompetent. His standard hunting technique is to stare at the vermin and meow mournfully until I come kill it for him.
I have read somewhere that stalking prey is instinctive for cats, but actually killing it is a skill they have to learn. If their mother never got a chance to teach them to kill prey, they will stalk and catch prey, but might not know what to do once they catch it.
Note: even though these products exist, I wouldn’t mention them to people such as the one described. Aside than the litter box issue, he still has no idea how to properly care for an animal and should be discouraged from owning a cat, in my opinion.
Heh, when Buffy was a kitten, and she’d be looking out the window, if a bird landed on the roof, she’d freak out and run away. (Of course now, she goes into crouch down, pull back, full stalking pose). I suspect that if she had seen a mouse back then, she’d have had a heart attack.
