So, I WANTED to leave it to the /1ntr/ faggots cuz caturday.
Very catlike.
Still, cats and saturday go together like cats and saturday. Cry about refinement in OP, but this is 'nao' the (as yet) uncontested caturday thread
Rawr!
>>4995And really nice photos.
>>4996>>4997>>4998The kot is named Comet, he showed up at our kitties' communal food dish (a platform 5' off the ground to discourage/avoid wild indigenous animals - he didnt get there on his own) on Caturday morning 3.5 weeks ago.
I've heard somewhere that orange cats in particular have a reputation of being weird in some way. Is this true?
>>5001Statistically, orange tabbies are 90% male. No idea. Additionally, yes orange tabbies are overrepresented as having a confrontational/defiant streak (read: only assholes sit in this box)
>day 17 of Dad's hand being a monster
Ha ha, master hand wins again against tired kitteh
He slepp, with a face in a sleeve
And of course, he slepp soon after in dad's thermal suit
The thing about cats is, you can never know exactly what they mean when they say 'mwen' (meow is so not right). There's sometimes context cues and all, but it still comes down to the little things. Body language, presence/lack of tension, tone/inflection of voice, etc. My cats don't need to literally know what the meaning is to the words "I love it my little (whichever kitteh)", usually while getting tossed and blanketed by the bag of itches. And as such, I know when sometimes my kittehs are telling me they love me. When they hug/mew/sit on in a particular way.
https://youtube.com/shorts/f6jyGfBnU7s?si=cIUmg5TFaWYTk9sgI tried to resist posting this, but it really do be like this
It looks funny cuz the stumpy finger
Hims got big and coordinated enough - assassins creed style - to get to the higher shelves, where I keep my fursuit gloves. He was very confused when I put them on
>>5034>based kitteh bites the furry handLol Ive been TRAINING him to.mauk the furry hand!
>Way of the Stalwart Kitteh Dad
No one uses that term anymore, it's a shame. Stalwart. It has great meaning.
Anyway, the thing about kitties is they're territorial and dont like to share. So naturally, when a "new and exciting" shows up, better believe the "Established/vested" will have feelings about it.
I don't LIKE taking a stern tone towards a kitteh, but I DO like explaining to old kitties why "No, you DON'T get to 'veto' new kitties, stfu"
https://youtu.be/zsFoeENih8s?si=s-Yf_b0dHz0Kmr1nYoure supposed to watch their carbohydrate intake, but this little nigger went to town on a ritz with some easy cheese
Neither kitty knows why dad is a sadboi today. They just know he doesnt have his shit and is giving lots of hugs. RIP beefren
>Dad, why is it a sad?
I'm not a sad. I'm a happy. All the kittens are safe and happy. And so is a dad.
>Then why the face water
I can't help it
>Is a confuse
Hoomuns are complicated, with stupid practices
>Has been observed
Oh, this is your first year, just you wait
>excite
Every morning, when I attack a kitten with a hand, there's an underlying mantra.
"You don't know why I love you so much."
Kot is love. Kot is life.
The only cats that don't understand english are the cats that aren't spoken to enough to learn the language. My cats understand me just fine because they've been spoken to since they were kittens. Yes, cats will come when you call them if you develop that relationship with them. And they talk back, in their own capacity, through a series of inflected meows and purr-like chirps. Animals in general are vastly more intelligent than are given credit, it's just that what humans have come to perceive as the most significant sign of intelligence is personality and a degree of inter-species sociability.
When asked to call the OP kitten (Comet), I responded by calling out "Brrrrrrrit" in a rising tone. The kitten ran out from under the thing and back into the house immediately.
>>5054This is the way
On this morning where may it be that /mlp/ informs the remaining holdouts in and around the 4cc that ponies own this bitch, let it never be said that doggos are bad. Not as good as cates, but they do have their time and place.
in-action photo of the fat bastard kiking the second smallest
Puppers are far sillier than cates, so exercise caution
Wheb ur a proper kitteh dad, you will find ÿourself the target of getting attacked. As I type this my feet are being subjected to enemy fire.
Point being that while ostensibly adversarial, the kitten knows their dad loves them, and puts up with their shit
>>5059>cat's sharp teethOuch.
>>5060It's worth it, you will never hear a kitten buzz louder than when attacking Dad's hand.
When stewarding cats, consistency is important. Every morning and every evening a shrill whistle calls out over the landscape. Musicians will recognize it as an A, dropping a major 5th to a D, and then back up to an A. The cats recognize this as "Front and center"; 9/10 times it means food, or some degree of special treat, but 1/10x it means that a dead kitten has been spotted on the highway, and where the fuck are mine? Get your ass up here for roll-call!
When acclimating a new kitteh to an existing dynamic of 7 cats, it's important to allow the older cats (anywhere from 2 to 16) establish the pecking order, usually based on combat ability.
However, this is dad's house. And if Dad neglects to tell the up and coming kitten "I will make you afraid of me if you mess with this one", then that's their own negligence; luckily Dad is not negligent.
And while I'm here, when picking up and holding cats, the trick is NOT to "hold onto" them. You can pick them up by the ribcage (technically, you should place your hands under and lift, there should be no 'grabbing') but immediately your off-hand should go to their butt, so that they know they aren't gonna fall. From there, your dominant hand should be placed to support their frame, to the degree that they are A. able to bail at a moment's notice and B. they expend no effort in maintaining their position. One of the cats prefers to sit on Dad's chest sideways (as though gravity made a mistake).
Oh mah goodness
>tfw you have to explain to the "new" kitten that the yowling they hear in the not-so-distance is the floofy one hes been playfully fucking with, about to whup a righteous ass on an encroaching neighbor kitteh.
How do I/he know? Scent marking.
In any case, today he heard what will be expected of him in days to come, which will hopefully temper his interest in fucking with the older cats. Fat chance, now he knowz its gonna be for blood and thunder.
Oh and BTW, one doesn't advise a kitten not to fuck with the eldest because they expect to be abided. Nonono, this is a bit of reverse-psychology with a nod to the master; thumbs will make him cry, and if present I will document and post of it.
I keep telling him how it used to be and keeps getting mad cuz 8t ain't how it is
"Do not mess with the cables. DO NOT MESS WITH THE CABLES. I will eat your face if you do. That's right, mess with that shit, not the cables. It will be consequential if you do," is what you have to tell them, and you have to use stern body-language, as though if they DON'T you are ready to step into they ayy like a pair of pants
And if you don't know, there's hardly a more powerful statement of "I love you" from a hoomun to a kitter than to pin the kitter with your face, breathe hot breath into its side, relent, and then nibble on it.
On this caturday, the wee Buttons did some catch-and-ŕelease with a wer birb. She didnt want to eat it, she wanted the credit for being a good hunty kitty