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[broadstairs]

The subject of Kitz's cats (try saying that quickly  ) I thought I'd tell you that we have been adopted again by a cat - at least partly. Not a stray this time as we know who she belongs to and her name - Daisy. She is a rescue cat from a local cat charity and lives ostensibly a couple of doors away but she seems to like to come round to us day and night. Her owner allows her out at night - something we never allowed our cat to do we always got Tibby in at night how ever hard it was. The thing about Daisy is that she is somewhat unusual and apparently a breed of cat I had never heard of before, she would seem to be a Turkish Van, whether thoroughbred or not we dont know but certainly she looks the part with pure white fur and a dark fluffy tail and small patch of similar colour fur on her head, she also has the characteristic ruff round her neck. She has a lovely nature and is very friendly but we are trying hard not to allow her in the house and dont feed her (only a small bowl of water is left out in warmer days) and we allow her to use a comfy chair in the greenhouse for some shelter, although this means I have to go out tomorrow and get a hook which I can use to keep the door shut enough to keep the weather out but still allow her access! We know she does visit some other houses nearby but hope no one feeds her otherwise she wont bother to go home!

Stuart

[kitz]

I certainly have heard of the Turkish Vans before  

Their coat is very similar to the Birmans although the birman has more of a "siamese type mask" and the birman white paws.  Like the Birmans they are slow to mature but intelligent and are very social cats.  They make wonderful pets, but the purebreeds are fairly rare and therefore can be expensive :/

>> Her owner allows her out at night

Is that allows... as in cat flap.. or shut her out?

>> but we are trying hard not to allow her in the house and dont feed her

If she is one of the 'social breeds' then as you say she will be quite happy to visit everyone and pay them daily visits... regardless if food is down or not. Although Chaz was very much a 'me' cat..  he had his routine and would visit neighbours where he got a fuss from, but he'd always come home running when he heard my car.

From my own experience, the social breeds such as Birmans/Persians/(include Vans in there ever though Ive never had one) just thrive on being around company and if you go out to work they will try find company elsewhere to make a fuss of them..  yet they will still be very dedicated to their owner.. They sure as heck know where they live and who they belong to.

Could be some confusion for daisy if shes a rescue as she may not have set down her roots.. and may be thinking you are extended family.


>>> Kitz's cats

hahaha for soooooooo many years Ive been known as kitz.. even my godchildren call me anutie kitz.
 
The nickname is one used in r/l too (not just online) and actually originates from my love of kats/kittens.
Going back about 12+ years ago..  my friends name is obviously shortened to Kat.. try saying something like "going to the pub with kitz n kat".  You can imagine what it got shortened to. 

[Ezzer]

I too loved cats for all my life. I've had the companionship of I'm startled to say 27 cats. Be they My mums cat, one belonging to a neighbour that spent a lot of its time with me. one of the many cats at the Telescope shop I started my working career at. Or cats that had been deserted at a shared house I've lived in.

Now I'm here grounding my roots in Colorado our family cat, a ginger tom was a lovely character. So laid back, very friendly. About a year ago some bug took hold of me badly and while I was in bed he stayed by my side watching me all day. Like a sentinel. Unfortunately he was very friendly and trusting. Too trusting. Too many cyotes, owls, even mountain lions round here. So he went missing.

We went to an animal sanctuary to get a cat. I was picking one for me as we didn't want to give the daughter the idea we were just replacing her cat from a month before. First time I'm deliberately going out to cet a cat I could actualy possible call mine. So there he was, a tux cat like my fave cat from the past. This one was a male and curled up in his little box. We had soem time in a get to know you room so I picked him. Turned out to be a bit big. he's about 7-8kg and not overweight  .

Some months later and my daughter has got a new cat from the same centre. A fuzzy gray silver puff of furr with an obssetion with birds and not afraid of giving the dog what for.

My cat. Called Fluffy......Fluffy Mouseripper. He's so attatched to me. Demands fuss everyday from me. If he hasnt seen me all day he reconoises my voice and come up to me. When I stop fussing him and move my hand away he grabs me in a bear hug. We cant let him in our room as he thinks he's still a kitten (he's 4) and something that heavy bouncing all over the bed all night and pouncing on mainly the wifes feet 

needless to say they're definately indoors only cats and I'm definately not doing the barbaric actof amputation or "declawing" as its called. So my wife tried to pin him down evry now and again and I try to use the Claw clippers.

We took him and the dog with us on the 800 mile trip to the wifes family over christmas. The main comment was "Oh my god ! you've got a Puma" hence his nick name.     

[kitz]

Yep I too have been a cat lover since my nan bought me my first kitten when I was a little girl. When I got married the original intention was that he stayed at my parents, but I had to take him with me in the end because he been mine and I was the one who fed and cared for him, my parents said he just used to sit at the end of the drive all day and pine, waiting for me to come come. Blackie was a BIG cat weighing in at over a stone without an ounce of fat on him.  People use to say he was like a puma - one workman said he'd never seen a cat so big.   Blackie lived to the grand old age of 21.

Over the years Ive had various blacks, b+w's (are tux cats always mental? mine were!) and tabbies.  Chaz (a chinchilla persian) was my first pedigree and a 'present' for passing all my banking/FA exams after a few years of hard work whilst also working full time and being a mum.  Chaz actually choose me - I'd originally gone to look at a Blue, but the lil white fluff ball followed me around and sat on my knee.  The breeder said shed never seen a kitten take such a strong attachement and first visit and would I like the white fluff ball at the same price as the other kitten Id gone to see.  That was my introduction to a 'social cat' who formed a very strong bond with me. 

Ive always had 2 or 3 cats and even a retreiver whom I used to take for walks and the 3 cats would follow too. I used to to be known as the lady who walked the cats.  I'd have Jazz (the dog) on a lead, and then following behind with tails held up whilst we went to the field would be Sam, Chaz and Mouse (always in that order) in a line.

>>> I'm definately not doing the barbaric actof amputation or "declawing"

I am so glad to hear that.. so many Americans used to.  Its awful and very cruel. 
I used to use normal nail clippers occasionally on Mouse to trim his claws when he got old, but I find if you give an active cat a couple of scratching posts around the home, they will tend to their own needs.   You can also get claw covers, which look quite cool.  Ive never actually had to use them, but I know someone that does and they are much more humane if you have a cat who claws where he shouldnt.

Its lovely to hear your tales (tails?) from over the pond.  Im so glad that everything is going well for you and your new family..  and you also have your own cat family over there now too. 

[4candles]

You may gather from the fact that my first cat was called 'Telstar' that it was a long time ago, and I've known and loved many cats since. My avatar is the dear departed Tigger - nicknamed Koolkat as he was so laid back and unflappable.

We are currently in service to three moggies - two black & white farm cats - sisters Haggis and Porridge, and an Irish 'import', the small but very hairy Pickle.

Talking of cats, I've just read 'A Street Cat Named Bob', subtitled 'How One Man and His Cat Found Hope on the Streets'. Highly recommended - lots of info on YouTube.

[kitz]

>>> We are currently in service to three moggies

and very handsome kittehs they all are

[burakkucat]

"Reading" Pickle's face, the message I obtain is "Mess with me at your peril!".

[broadstairs]

We seem to be having more visits from Daisy, in the past couple of days or so she has found an open ventilator window to climb in and wander around our house to find us! So far she has been lucky in that we've been here but we often leave a ventilator open in the porch when we are out so I hope she remembers the way out if we're not in!

Apparently her owner says there is a very aggressive tom cat next door to her real home which regularly 'has a go' at her and that is why she ventures out so much, well I'd have words with the tom's owner because if he has not been 'seen to' he should be..... as that normally calms them down!

Stuart

[4candles]

"Reading" Pickle's face, the message I obtain is "Mess with me at your peril!".

It does look like that, but her life in Ireland was not a good one. I think it's more of a smug "I've found a good place here."