One Tough Cat!

That's plumb crazy, makes me think there may be a field for cat optometrists or bear assertiveness counselors. :rolleyes: :D

Sarge
 
Clawless cat, what the heck is that? They cut the cat's claws? Anyway, I love the cat's spirit. :)
 
alberich said:
Clawless cat, what the heck is that? They cut the cat's claws? Anyway, I love the cat's spirit. :)
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No, they actually have a vet remove the claws so they don't grow back.

And before any of you Khuk wielding whackos who may have served in the military get any ideas for new things to try with your shiny new DOD's, the "vet" I refer to above means "animal doctor." :D

That thar puddy tat might be lacking in the area of claws and good sense, but he BIGTIME HUEVOS. :thumbup: :thumbup:
 
jefptw said:
No, they actually have a vet remove the claws so they don't grow back.
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Now that's nasty, I'd never maim my cat like this :-( And cat with such a spirit.
 
I agree. I wouldn't do that to a cat. But I guess that bear was lucky he had been declawed or might have been way up in that tree with a tabby-colored pillow hangin' from his ass.:D
 
De-clawing cats is a sensitive subject. It actually *is* amputation at the first joint of each toe.

If a cat is an indoor pet it allows them to have nearly 100% of a quality life without the stress of destructive behavior of scratching...so I can justify it.

Declawed cats can still climb small trees...lucky in this case for the bear and the cat that that tree was too large for the kitty to climb.
 
Thinking about it, maybe the tommy was just begging the bear to give him a warrior's death, being crippled this way, but the bear - a mystic, as they often are - found that the cat's life lesson was not yet complete, and ran away in terror at the request.

I'm half serious and half joking now :-) I had cats around from childhood and I like them a lot.
 
alberich said:
I'm half serious and half joking now :-) I had cats around from childhood and I like them a lot.
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I have been around cats since I was a kid too. Many's the time I would go to school with my hands and wrists all scratched up from playing with 'em. I'd get ahold of 'em by the head and ruff 'em around a bit, and they'd put their front legs around my wrist and kick the shit out of the inside of my arms with their back claws.

Toughest cat we ever had was a kitten when my sister brought it back after finding it crying in a parking lot. Must have been all of 6 weeks old. Its lower jaw had the skin peeled back, and all four paws had blisters on them. Only thing I can figure out is that it jumped up onto the engine of a recently parked car to get warm and when the electric fan kicked in it got whacked in the chin and burned its paws on the exhaust manifold. Anybody's guess really.

Anyhow after we got that cat doctored up it started bringing game home. Started small -- chipmonks, mice and the like. We lived in a log house with a daylight basement and stonework on the parts of the basement that weren't underground. That cat would deliver his catches to the balcony on second floor. That's not so much when it's a chipmont you're talking about, but he soon graduated to bigger game. When my wife ( then my fiance came to stay with my parents for the first time he started delivering presents outside the sliding glass door of her room that led to the balcony on the 2nd floor. One day it was a wild rabbit. The next, a squirrel. Another day it was a gray digger (a big gray squirrel that lives on the ground in our part of the country.) And by then he was only about 5 months old. Several other times he came home with his nose bitten to hell and abscesses in two of his feet. Shortly thereafter he came home toting a mountain beaver. (That is a critter that lives in dens it burrows in the ground. It isn't any bigger than a rat, but it has teeth like a beaver.) I figure he must have gone in the hole after him and got his nose and paws bit up. Wasn't much longer after that that he never came home. I suspect he must have tried to bring home a coyote.

But that ain't nothin like treeing a bear. Bravo!
 
That story stretches my credulity....


The cat CAME when he called it???? Hah.:D :D :D
 
I've tried, but can't picture, hunters chasing down bears or boars with specially trained packs of "hunting tabbies". Nossir, that, uh, "dog" won't hunt. :rolleyes: :p :D

Sarge
 
Sylvrfalcn said:
...hunters chasing down bears or boars with specially trained packs of "hunting tabbies".
Sarge
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:D :D :D

Now that would be a sight to see.

That's gotta be one of the funniest pictures I've seen in a long, long time! Thanks! :thumbup:
 
I always felt bad for cats that were de-clawed. Like a Gurkha without his khuk.

Our cats seemed to make a combatative game out of defending the yard. Once, they saw a black lab coming toward the fence, they all took up positions along the fence, with Kitty (the big momma cat) hiding low behind a stump. The unaware dog stuck his head through the fence curiously, then...HISS! Kitty swiped at his nose! Bushwhacked!

After that, Mr. Lab stayed away. lol.

Take care.
 
Now that's just plain cute!!!!:thumbup: :D :cool: I'm not a cat person, allergic to the blasted devils, but it never fails that when I'm around a cat it has to come and rub all over me.:rolleyes:
And at least my allergy isn't an "Oh My Gawd" one. I can tolerate one for a day or so but I can't live with one all the time.

The last time I tried it was because someone had dumped a nice little tabby that had been declawed and my son and his family were here. I told 'em not to pet or feed the dayumed cat but they paid me no nevermind.
The next thing I knew we had a litter box and all the cat trappings needed to keep one. It wasn't long after that that I got to where I could hardly breath.

We tried and tried to find it a good home and even our daughter who has nine cats couldn't take it.:(
I wound up doing what the person who dumped it should've and had it put down.
Dumping any animal is one of my pet peeves and I think anyone who dumps any animal ought to be dumped in the wilds of Alaska with no clothes to see if they could survive like they expect the animals too do!!!! :mad:
Spay and neuter your pets if you're not gonna breed 'em and if you breed 'em check out the prospective owners wanting to buy!!!!
 
Yvsa said:
..., allergic to the blasted devils, ...
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hi yvsa, they recently announced that they've developed a genetically modified cat that is non-allergenic! apparently the particular protein that sets off the allergic reaction has been bred out of them, so if you are interested in getting one, they are out there. just bring a few tons of money as they are beucoup bucks.
 
You know, my fiance has been trying to convince me we need a cat. She even managed to pick up a stray at one point. I would go to work, come home, find a tuna can on the porch every day. Eventually they brought it inside (and named it Bacon), which I found out quite suddenly when it tried to jump onto my lap when I hadn't seen it and landed instead in my plate of waffles. That was a suprise. We ended up giving it to the little girl down the street. After seeing this though, it may be time to get that cat.
 
Yvsa said:
Now that's just plain cute!!!!:thumbup: :D :cool: I'm not a cat person, allergic to the blasted devils, but it never fails that when I'm around a cat it has to come and rub all over me.:rolleyes:
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Cats are very close to the Spirits Edutsi...they *know*.

BTW...that's what Mullin is for. ;)
 
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