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The first time she climbs your pants leg and then slides down leaving long claw marks, I want you should post the pictures, so I can laugh my ass off. Mine particularly do this when I am wearing shorts or, to their delight, only a smile. If I didn't love them so much, they'd all be fur slippers by now.
Oh, yeah, I have fond memories of Zachary climbing up my jeaned leg, and then up my back.I know that's coming.
Bandicoot just stuck a claw in my leg so he could balance while cleaning his, um, naughty bits. You'd think they'd learn once they get to be five or so what makes the human scream. Now he's all making googly eyes at me, like, "What?" Only one day left. I can't wait to see the pretty pitchers.
Naughty bits?We call those "goodies" in the 4lgs household.
He calls them goodies, too, the shameless lout. I'm happy for you, you sound so happy and excited to be getting a new furfriend.
i can't wait to see your babe in action ; )
Spike, who was identical to Maxx but with a splash of white across his face, earned his name because of his massive feet and his disregard for tender human flesh. But Sadie was the one who loved to climb up my chest and down my back. Why she had to use her claws going down rather than jumping will forever be a mystery.
Imagine two fur balls sitting comfortably on bare legs and all of a sudden the phone rings (it was a particularly evil tone!) -- two cats leap off in two different directions leaving bloody claw marks in their wake. Painful.
I just realized why a kitten is going to be so great -- there will be NO comparison to our lovely boy -- a small scamp of a kitten is going to present a very different picture (pun intended!) to us all and we will be laughing and snickering all the time. We can think of Maxxie off on his comet with Barbaro and Molly and wish them well.
I just realized why a kitten is going to be so great -- there will be NO comparison to our lovely boyExactly, not only will it be a kitten, but she's a girl.
Poopyman said... Spike, who was identical to Maxx but with a splash of white across his face, earned his name because of his massive feet and his disregard for tender human flesh. But Sadie was the one who loved to climb up my chest and down my back. Why she had to use her claws going down rather than jumping will forever be a mystery. 8:36 AM I now have an indoor/outdoor cat named Spike for the same reaons that your's was named Spike. Though, he's much better now. He's about 20 pounds of mini-panther.
I hope you have all the appropriate kitten gear: food for kittenz, her litter of choice, toys, climbing tree, pads, beds, blankies, nail clips, vet's phone number, clearing of any objects you don't want knocked over, hiding of electric/telephone cords, no poisonous plants, and watch out for those spaces between refrigerator/stove/walls/cabinets/washer/dryer...it's amazing what kittens will fit into when you think they're too big; also you may want to close toilet lids, shut rooms you don't want her in until she's older or more acclimated, watch when you go outside that she doesn't go with you and scoot off. This is just in case you've forgotten what having a kitten entails, but if you have, I'm sure you'll remember rather quickly when she's in your house. Most important, have your loving self available at all times for endearments and reassurance, and for providing those loving arms and lap, or shoulder, top of head, that kind of thing.Oh, forget climbing tree, that'll be you, so stock your first aid kit.Enjoy.
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