Before commercial cat food.....

In article ,
lid enlightened us with...

Hmmm...I suppose if you don't have the context my request to "cite
source or retract" probably did come off poorly. I did anticipate that
which is why I put the smilie-emoticon in...


For some reason, maybe the colon at the beginning of the line, my
newsreader marked that as quoted (green text), so I didn't realize it
was from you. Again, sorry.

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cannot make me happy.
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In article ,
lid enlightened us with...

Hmmm...I suppose if you don't have the context my request to "cite
source or retract" probably did come off poorly. I did anticipate that
which is why I put the smilie-emoticon in...


For some reason, maybe the colon at the beginning of the line, my
newsreader marked that as quoted (green text), so I didn't realize it
was from you. Again, sorry.

-------------------------------------------------
~kaeli~
All I ask for is the chance to prove that money
cannot make me happy.
http://www.ipwebdesign.net/wildAtHeart
http://www.ipwebdesign.net/kaelisSpace
-------------------------------------------------

From: "Mary"

And it it so hard to see that my rescue is being deprived by living inside.
This cat sleeps on her own pillow on our bed, wakes me every morning with
the neatest kitty greating--she begins meowing softly as she approaches,
then stops at about my hip level and peers at me, meowing questioningly,
like, "you awake?" I then greet her, "Cheeky, good morning beautiful girl!"
and she lets the full greeting meow go and walks right up into the place
beside me, waiting to be snuggled, petted, and praised.

Awww, Cheeky sounds adorable!

She follows me
around, rubbing up against my legs and purring, brings me her toys as
offerings wherever I sit, and only tried to go outside once. She seems
content to look out the windows. (There is one upstairs where she can sit
in the fresh air and peer through the screen at the birds and squirrels.)
Once she ran out the front door and I panicked as there is a busy street
there, and as soon as I yelled "Cheeky, NO!" and ran after her, she passed
me as I went out the door, only she was coming in! She hasn't tried that
again--maybe because of the way I burst into tears as soon as I knew she
was safe. G

LOL! My cats seem pretty happy being indoors too. I have a couple cat trees
set up in front of windows. One day I hope to get a cat enclosure built for
them. The area I live in has a lot of wildlife and I just don't feel
comfortable letting them out.

And this was a cat who was rescued pregnant and feral at
eight months old at a trailer park, so she surely does know what it is like
to be outside. I adopted her at age 2, and she is the light of my life, in
part no doubt because of the way the volunteers at the shelter took pains
to socilize their animals. She had been in the shelter for five months,
packed into a very clean but way too crowded room.

I'm sure Cheeky loves having the good life now. Five months in a shelter is a
long time.

I wonder if others have
found shelter animals to be so amazingly sweet, and I wonder if it has
something to do with getting out of the shelter?

I got Mickey and Meesha from a shelter/rescue facility. I have to say they are
exceptionally sweet cats

Lauren
________
See my cats: http://community.webshots.com/album/56955940rWhxAe
Raw Diet Info: http://www.holisticat.com/drjletter.html
http://www.geocities.com/rawfeeders/ForCatsOnly.html
Declawing Info: http://www.wholecat.com/articles/claws.htm

From: "Mary"

And it it so hard to see that my rescue is being deprived by living inside.
This cat sleeps on her own pillow on our bed, wakes me every morning with
the neatest kitty greating--she begins meowing softly as she approaches,
then stops at about my hip level and peers at me, meowing questioningly,
like, "you awake?" I then greet her, "Cheeky, good morning beautiful girl!"
and she lets the full greeting meow go and walks right up into the place
beside me, waiting to be snuggled, petted, and praised.

Awww, Cheeky sounds adorable!

She follows me
around, rubbing up against my legs and purring, brings me her toys as
offerings wherever I sit, and only tried to go outside once. She seems
content to look out the windows. (There is one upstairs where she can sit
in the fresh air and peer through the screen at the birds and squirrels.)
Once she ran out the front door and I panicked as there is a busy street
there, and as soon as I yelled "Cheeky, NO!" and ran after her, she passed
me as I went out the door, only she was coming in! She hasn't tried that
again--maybe because of the way I burst into tears as soon as I knew she
was safe. G

LOL! My cats seem pretty happy being indoors too. I have a couple cat trees
set up in front of windows. One day I hope to get a cat enclosure built for
them. The area I live in has a lot of wildlife and I just don't feel
comfortable letting them out.

And this was a cat who was rescued pregnant and feral at
eight months old at a trailer park, so she surely does know what it is like
to be outside. I adopted her at age 2, and she is the light of my life, in
part no doubt because of the way the volunteers at the shelter took pains
to socilize their animals. She had been in the shelter for five months,
packed into a very clean but way too crowded room.

I'm sure Cheeky loves having the good life now. Five months in a shelter is a
long time.

I wonder if others have
found shelter animals to be so amazingly sweet, and I wonder if it has
something to do with getting out of the shelter?

I got Mickey and Meesha from a shelter/rescue facility. I have to say they are
exceptionally sweet cats

Lauren
________
See my cats: http://community.webshots.com/album/56955940rWhxAe
Raw Diet Info: http://www.holisticat.com/drjletter.html
http://www.geocities.com/rawfeeders/ForCatsOnly.html
Declawing Info: http://www.wholecat.com/articles/claws.htm

From: "Mary"

And it it so hard to see that my rescue is being deprived by living inside.
This cat sleeps on her own pillow on our bed, wakes me every morning with
the neatest kitty greating--she begins meowing softly as she approaches,
then stops at about my hip level and peers at me, meowing questioningly,
like, "you awake?" I then greet her, "Cheeky, good morning beautiful girl!"
and she lets the full greeting meow go and walks right up into the place
beside me, waiting to be snuggled, petted, and praised.

Awww, Cheeky sounds adorable!

She follows me
around, rubbing up against my legs and purring, brings me her toys as
offerings wherever I sit, and only tried to go outside once. She seems
content to look out the windows. (There is one upstairs where she can sit
in the fresh air and peer through the screen at the birds and squirrels.)
Once she ran out the front door and I panicked as there is a busy street
there, and as soon as I yelled "Cheeky, NO!" and ran after her, she passed
me as I went out the door, only she was coming in! She hasn't tried that
again--maybe because of the way I burst into tears as soon as I knew she
was safe. G

LOL! My cats seem pretty happy being indoors too. I have a couple cat trees
set up in front of windows. One day I hope to get a cat enclosure built for
them. The area I live in has a lot of wildlife and I just don't feel
comfortable letting them out.

And this was a cat who was rescued pregnant and feral at
eight months old at a trailer park, so she surely does know what it is like
to be outside. I adopted her at age 2, and she is the light of my life, in
part no doubt because of the way the volunteers at the shelter took pains
to socilize their animals. She had been in the shelter for five months,
packed into a very clean but way too crowded room.

I'm sure Cheeky loves having the good life now. Five months in a shelter is a
long time.

I wonder if others have
found shelter animals to be so amazingly sweet, and I wonder if it has
something to do with getting out of the shelter?

I got Mickey and Meesha from a shelter/rescue facility. I have to say they are
exceptionally sweet cats

Lauren
________
See my cats: http://community.webshots.com/album/56955940rWhxAe
Raw Diet Info: http://www.holisticat.com/drjletter.html
http://www.geocities.com/rawfeeders/ForCatsOnly.html
Declawing Info: http://www.wholecat.com/articles/claws.htm

Before lots of people started
feeding their cat commercial cat food, (crunchy type or canned food)
what were they feeding their cat?

My childhood cat, in the late 1930s and the '40s, was a city boy (neutered) &
spent more time indoors than out, but he still managed to catch mice.
Kitty-Boy didn't eat them, though. He brought them in, sometimes still
kicking, and presented them to my father. Once he hid a dead one, probably
captured in the basement, under a corner of the Oriental rug in the living
room. I presume he meant to give it to my father when he got home from work.
But Kitty-Boy forgot about the mouse until the stench compelled us humans to
organize a search party!

We fed Kitty-Boy Rival dog food (canned) and table scraps. Commercial cat food
didn't exist back then.

Once a week I was sent to the butcher shop for his special treat -- lamb's
kidneys. We minced the kidneys, and the cat wolfed them down raw. We also gave
him milk or cream frequently. I don't remember that it gave him any problems
with diarrhea.

Kitty-Boy lived for 11 years, in good health until he developed urinary
blockage. There was no treatment back then, so he was euthanized. Thank God
for today's small-animal veterinary care and improved diets.
Margie aka Great Granny

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Before lots of people started
feeding their cat commercial cat food, (crunchy type or canned food)
what were they feeding their cat?

My childhood cat, in the late 1930s and the '40s, was a city boy (neutered) &
spent more time indoors than out, but he still managed to catch mice.
Kitty-Boy didn't eat them, though. He brought them in, sometimes still
kicking, and presented them to my father. Once he hid a dead one, probably
captured in the basement, under a corner of the Oriental rug in the living
room. I presume he meant to give it to my father when he got home from work.
But Kitty-Boy forgot about the mouse until the stench compelled us humans to
organize a search party!

We fed Kitty-Boy Rival dog food (canned) and table scraps. Commercial cat food
didn't exist back then.

Once a week I was sent to the butcher shop for his special treat -- lamb's
kidneys. We minced the kidneys, and the cat wolfed them down raw. We also gave
him milk or cream frequently. I don't remember that it gave him any problems
with diarrhea.

Kitty-Boy lived for 11 years, in good health until he developed urinary
blockage. There was no treatment back then, so he was euthanized. Thank God
for today's small-animal veterinary care and improved diets.
Margie aka Great Granny

to send e-mail, erase "goaway"

Before lots of people started
feeding their cat commercial cat food, (crunchy type or canned food)
what were they feeding their cat?

My childhood cat, in the late 1930s and the '40s, was a city boy (neutered) &
spent more time indoors than out, but he still managed to catch mice.
Kitty-Boy didn't eat them, though. He brought them in, sometimes still
kicking, and presented them to my father. Once he hid a dead one, probably
captured in the basement, under a corner of the Oriental rug in the living
room. I presume he meant to give it to my father when he got home from work.
But Kitty-Boy forgot about the mouse until the stench compelled us humans to
organize a search party!

We fed Kitty-Boy Rival dog food (canned) and table scraps. Commercial cat food
didn't exist back then.

Once a week I was sent to the butcher shop for his special treat -- lamb's
kidneys. We minced the kidneys, and the cat wolfed them down raw. We also gave
him milk or cream frequently. I don't remember that it gave him any problems
with diarrhea.

Kitty-Boy lived for 11 years, in good health until he developed urinary
blockage. There was no treatment back then, so he was euthanized. Thank God
for today's small-animal veterinary care and improved diets.
Margie aka Great Granny

to send e-mail, erase "goaway"

On Wed, 24 Sep 2003 04:13:50 GMT, "Mary" wrote:

What an interesting question you raise. I think it was the Egyptians who
first domesticated the cat? But I'm not sure. I seem to remember that they
were
already a breed by the time the "New World" was discovered in the late
1500s.

Ancient Egyptians mummified cats. These animals were sacrifices
instead of natural deaths, so the practice was hard on the cat.

Until modern times the people of Ypres, Belgium, annually would throw
a cat from a tower in the town. It was considered good luck to catch
the cat. I don't know why that was the case, considering what the
terrified cat was likely to do to the catcher. Nowadays they throw a
stuffed toy cat. This probably is a throwback to some arcane ritual
of forgotten times.

That's all the cat ritual I know about.

On Wed, 24 Sep 2003 04:13:50 GMT, "Mary" wrote:

What an interesting question you raise. I think it was the Egyptians who
first domesticated the cat? But I'm not sure. I seem to remember that they
were
already a breed by the time the "New World" was discovered in the late
1500s.

Ancient Egyptians mummified cats. These animals were sacrifices
instead of natural deaths, so the practice was hard on the cat.

Until modern times the people of Ypres, Belgium, annually would throw
a cat from a tower in the town. It was considered good luck to catch
the cat. I don't know why that was the case, considering what the
terrified cat was likely to do to the catcher. Nowadays they throw a
stuffed toy cat. This probably is a throwback to some arcane ritual
of forgotten times.

That's all the cat ritual I know about.