I have a calico colored cat who descended from a mix of an Egyptian mau/tabby and an unknown cat, and she's pretty...mild, as far as cats go. The cat she descended from, the mau/tabby mix, had some pretty weird behavior - she would make all sorts of weird sound effects to accompany all her movements and she would like to carry used bandages around in her mouth. No idea why.
Personally I like snowshoes, they're somewhat dumb but very affectionate, I used to have one of them and he was a pretty good cat.
It's a tie between all of them for least favorite.
I'm really not a cat person.
Calico cats are (almost) always female, so they can't be considered a breed. Tabby cats (which I like to call "tigers" because of how the coating looks :sombrero:) aren't a breed either, as it is a coating pattern that can be found across many actual breeds.
All of them, except for the fugly hairless cats.
We've never had a specific breed of cat. They've all been mixed breeds, either rescues or strays that have shown up. So whenever we fill out the paperwork at the vet's office, it's either DSH or DLH, for domestic shorthair or domestic longhair. Although one of our DLH cats looked like he had an awful lot of Maine Coon in him.
Persian or Siamese
I don't go by breed. Whatever cat in the shelter picks me, I'm good with.
Full-bodied Tonkinese always were my favorites for looks.
Rick
Cat. Taken in many strays in my time as well as adopted quite a few. Breed matters not.
Grew up with Persians -- 3 generations of the same line -- the last one saw me through high school, college, and my first marriage and divorce -- and always knew when I was sad (she'd jump up on my bed and curl up next to me). Lived with 4 Siamese in my late 20's courtesy of a roommate; they were always smart and fun if a bit vocal. Last cat was my GF's Siamese/Maine Coon mix -- probably the best personality of any cat I've lived with -- loved to greet house guests by standing on her hind legs and waving at them! Sadly, she passed away back in 2013 at age 15. Right now it's just the one dog; but if we end up moving out to Brentwood or Discovery Bay (a possibility a year or so down the line), we might well adopt another cat.
None, I'm allergic to cats so I cannot have one.
Quote from: slorydn1 on November 09, 2018, 07:39:01 AM
None, I'm allergic to cats so I cannot have one.
Aww. :-( I'll pet my three cats extra for you.
Quote from: MNHighwayMan on November 09, 2018, 07:44:59 AM
Quote from: slorydn1 on November 09, 2018, 07:39:01 AM
None, I'm allergic to cats so I cannot have one.
Aww. :( I'll pet my three cats extra for you.
Thanks. I (and they) will appreciate that. That does leave me more time to pet my dog, though. :biggrin:
None, I'm also allergic to cats
Someone else's cat is always the best cat. Like a dog, I'll still try to pet them out of habit.
I grew up with them for years, but cleaning up after a house cat isn't worth the trouble.
(This may change as my wife/kids make noise for another pet.)
I have a Tuxedo/bicolor Cat, so that would be my favorite?
Pretty much all cats are cool with me.
Quote from: formulanone on November 09, 2018, 10:32:23 AM
Someone else's cat is always the best cat. Like a dog, I'll still try to pet them out of habit.
I grew up with them for years, but cleaning up after a house cat isn't worth the trouble.
(This may change as my wife/kids make noise for another pet.)
Communal cats are always great. My neighbor's cat, a he, is always desperate to spend time in my house, much to the detest of my other cat. She hates his presence but does little to actually stop it. She growls or hisses at him when he comes by but other than that I don't think she cares enough to do anything.
This cat belongs to the lady next door. He actually showed up on our deck last summer (2017) several nights in a row and came in and explored our house and probably would have stayed had we let him, but for several reasons we weren't able to adopt him, so the lady next door did (nobody responded to flyers asking if anyone had lost a cat). He's the friendliest cat I've ever met. No idea what type of cat he is.
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Maine Coons are my favorite breed. We think our cat Tom may have been one.
But more importantly, I love orange cats. All three of my cats were rescues and all three of them orange.
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Buba The Cat & Bonez The Dogg. We adopted Buba @3 Months. He is now 6 Months. He's the vocalist and funniest cat I've met. Though I dont know what breed Buba is. He's pretty smart.
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The kind between a woman's legs.
It's already been noted that "tabby" is not technically a breed but I don't know how else to describe Aurora. Her file at the vet says "tabby".
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No idea where exactly she came from - a relative found her running across the road all alone at 6 weeks old. Said relative already had two cats and wasn't looking to keep a third, but we happened to be looking to adopt a cat. So, we took advantage of the convenient timing and took her in.
I have a Maine Coon named Sophie. She is slightly feral, so she doesn't like to be picked up or petted, except when she crawls into bed with me at night. She will sit with me when I watch TV or play video games.
I once had a big white domestic shorthair:
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He was 16 lb. when I acquired him from my boss. I had to quickly put him on a medical diet, only he tried to eat everything (including plugged-in electrical cords) except what he was supposed to eat. My boss had to separate him from her other, much smaller cat (an orange domestic shorthair). Problem was what my cat thought was being playful, her other cat thought was having the shit beaten out of him.
I don't have much experience with other breeds, but adored a friend's gray Russian Blue.
Quote from: Takumi on November 09, 2018, 09:02:46 PM
The kind between a woman's legs.
That reminds me... anything shaved.
I adopted a Siamese kitten a few months ago. She isn't vocal at all.
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Red tabbies are strikingly gorgeous. Here's my red tabby; I took this picture of him a few months ago. He's 5 years old.
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I used to have a Persian tabby...ran away Halloween ~2008. Never did see or hear from him again, but I'll be damned if he wasn't the best cat I ever owned. Probably long dead now, if he wasn't eaten by a coyote as we all think he was.
Quote from: wolfiefrick on November 27, 2018, 02:02:18 AM
Red tabbies are strikingly gorgeous. Here's my red tabby; I took this picture of him a few months ago. He's 5 years old.
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I used to have one of those beauties. Unfortunately, he died in 2013 after getting some sort of feline autoimmune disease. He was so sick we couldn't even let him in the house -- have you ever seen a cat sneeze and get snot everywhere? All the time? It's incredibly unsightly and I didn't even know a cat could do that. I felt pretty bad about that.
I don't know how old he was considering he was a feral cat when he had just showed up at my house in 2008 or 2009, but when he died he looked pretty old. He had always been an outdoor cat and couldn't stand to be cooped up inside, he'd grow irritable if he wasn't outside at least once a day, and he preferred to live outside for often weeks at a time, lingering around the house instead of staying inside.
I never considered breed. The only common trait I noted in all the cats I've taken in over the years (abandoned pets, cats that relatives had to give up due to moves, etc.) was that they were all American Shorthairs.
Chloe:
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Hailey:
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Sasha:
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This is now a cat pictures thread.
Suki laying under the lid to her litter box. I had taken it off to clean, and she took up residence in it.
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Tiny laying in the morning sunbeam, on a perch near the window.
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Floof on the back of the couch.
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Lying*
This cat showed up outside on our deck in July 2014. My wife fed it and, not surprisingly, it's been coming almost every day ever since. We can't get near it–runs away and jumps over to our neighbors' deck if we do much as unlock the door. The cat even seems intimidated by the squirrels at times. We therefore named the cat Fraidy. I believe the cat is a feral that's been trapped, fixed, and released, this because of the tipped left ear combined with the fear of human contact (plus nobody responded to flyers when we first saw it).
(How did I get such a close-up picture? This is a crop of a picture taken through the window.)
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Quote from: bugo on December 14, 2018, 10:12:17 AM
Lying*
You're not wrong (I use laying/lying interchangeably), but I'm curious as to why you decided to point that out.
Bonus! Three of the four stray cats in my neighborhood that I feed on occasion. They come by some mornings and if I'm home and awake, I'll put some kibble out. Can't leave it out, though, because last time I did, I found a raccoon feasting away.
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Quote from: MNHighwayMan on December 14, 2018, 10:38:49 AM
Quote from: bugo on December 14, 2018, 10:12:17 AM
Lying*
You're not wrong (I use laying/lying interchangeably), but I'm curious as to why you decided to point that out.
Probably just thinking of the children.
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14 often vulgar : to copulate with
Quote from: MNHighwayMan on December 14, 2018, 10:38:49 AM
Bonus! Three of the four stray cats in my neighborhood that I feed on occasion. They come by some mornings and if I'm home and awake, I'll put some kibble out. Can't leave it out, though, because last time I did, I found a raccoon feasting away.
On a contrary note, when I lived in Portland (OR), I had a family of raccoons (mom and at least 2 litters of kids during my time there) living under my front porch; if I got home after dark, I'd find mom sitting on the porch -- and she'd scurry off when I approached, of course. I eventually would put any stale remainders of sourdough bread loaves out for her; the first time I did that, she instinctively took it down to the creek to wash it -- with the expected results -- but being reasonably intelligent, she didn't make that mistake again! We lived in a wooded area off I-5 and Taylors Ferry, and there was quite a mix of local fauna that showed up on the property (including a deer or two). Didn't have a cat then -- but our next-door neighbor did -- and gave the raccoons an understandably wide berth.