Discussion in 'Pets & Animals' started by AngelMoo, Nov 9, 2006.
Cold weather is starting to set in and mine just wants to curl up. He loves his beanbag...
Hey Grom, somebody put your cat together wrong.
This is our cat Lewis (you got lit up)
We re-homed him from the lost dogs home and my god hes the best.
looks like a Lewis Litt too (in a good way)
Tabbies for the win.
Been thinking about making a rather large cat walk/area down the side of the property (has plenty of dirt down that side) for my asshole cat to go down.
how do inside cats usually go with areas outside the house. Mine's NEVER been outside unless in a cat carrier, hell even with the door wide open he doesn't even run out, just sits there smelling and looking into the great beyond stunned out of his mind.
How about disease in general? Is he going to be more susceptible to disease if he is going outside, but in a controlled area?
These are our 3 kittens, though they are getting bigger now at about 6 months old. They are so nice having around the house. They are indoor cats only, all 3 were rescued from an abandoned litter.
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My newest cat used to do that. He was very much indoors. He started going outside at some stage, and now he goes out, but he stays the same insofar as you'll usually find him on his bed (or my bed, sigh). With an enclosed area, it'll just be an expansion of his available area. There might be a learning curve with a catflap if that's your access way.
There might be fleas in the dirt, but I think most disease is transmitted the same way as with us, by contact with somebody affected. We don't usually just catch things in our own backyard unless we've invited a guest over who has "whatever".
This is Gallifrey. She's my first cat, just got her this week
Her eyes are stunning
Fingers crossed out flotilla arrive this evening. We've been without our cats for a month since we left Darwin and Australia for NZ. They are going to be in for a shock coming from the tropics to the cusp of an NZ winter.
Great idea. Ours were pretty much the same when we did our first run. Although we'd had them outside on leads. They sort of got the hang of the cat flap, but no really. We took it off more often than not. We shouldn't have put it off as long as we did though. They loved it. Even a fairly limited outside space gave them a lot of stimulation.
Ask the vet. Apart from the standard F3 or whatever, FIV is the main one they ask about whether they're outside cats or not, but potentially still not needed if in an enclosure. And yeah fleas maybe more of an issue? Maybe worms if they get hold of the odd mouse?
Hopefully they come through well. Not quite the extremes you've gone to, but ours adjusted to Brisbane to Hobart weather fine. One gets more dandruff with the drier air now. Apart from that, they're just more snuggly because it's cold.
We hope so too. They should be landing soon in Aukland from Brisbane. They go into temp boarding while their carriers are cleaned and then they shunt off again at 5pm and hopefully have them 50 minutes after that after a short local flight (8 hour round trip drive to get them otherwise from Aukland).
Cat update: Vet checks in Auckland done
Cat flotilla payload has been successfully escorted safely to the rendezvous point. They are slowly settling in and we're starting to get rubs out of them all. Fisher the 5000km kitten immediately just went into kitten mode on leaving the carrier and went about being a cheeky little ass.
They were here for only hours and have already knocked my beer over due to barreling around after each other.
Life's back to normal then...
They just need to get the hang of asking for fush for their dinner...
(runs away and hides)
Ho. Ho. Ho.
Alfie enjoying his winter scarfe
Well it's been nearly 6 months since Satai first arrived, and - well, my wife was right. He's tempered and learned to socialise as he's grown, and is growing into a lithe, stunningly beautiful and intelligent cat. He's managed to chip his way in and soften Daddy's cold, wizened heart. Intensely curious, playful, and as affectionate as fuck, he has a disarming naivety that terrifies both of us: he has no idea that anything could hurt him - leading to some anxious moments, and a lot of continuous work "Cat-proofing" the house.
Salai, the burmese has likewise matured. The complete opposite to Satai mostly completely chill, and sleeps with Mum and Dad on the bed. We've had to watch his weight: he's far less active than Satai and has an abiding interest in all things digestible.
No translation needed here: I think we all know what he's asking for
Sal and Satai have grown very close. They playfight, sleep, wash and gang up on Mum & Dad together: dammit the wife was right again
They love the rug daddy uses when watching television!
On Mum & Dad's bed.
Salai's a bit scary.... That face: "hand over the treats or I will murder you as you sleep"