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Pop your head into the Lost section and almost always there are several postings for 'lost cat'. I always liked dogs and never had a cat. So I wonder why the hell do so many of them get lost and that being the case why keep one as a pet?

I'm also curious to know how you know a cat is 'lost'. Anyone?

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Cats are by their nature wanderers. I had a cat years ago that was 'missing' for three days. I rang round all local vets, rang the council, put posters up, assumed she was dead......but on the fourth day she appeared back through the cat flap. Happy as Larry (she was)!


Lesson learnt. I now have indoor cats :)

We had a dog years ago and sometimes if a local bitch was in heat he would go 'missing' for a few days. He always returned and slept for a week. We used to refer to these times as when he was on the 'raz'.


He never got lost though. Still don't know why cats do or indeed what the heck an 'indoor cat' is. One kept in captivity?

In New York cats were (are?) not allowed to wander the streets so people had indoor cats. They sometimes had to be de-clawed as some of them were known to attack anything that moved e.g. maintenance men climbing ladders. This is the nature of cats- cold-blooded (metaphorically speaking) killers.

It is humans who define themselves as owners thus when the cats who are beyond mere language do not come back, they are considered lost. But the picture above - proving they are beyond mere language - says it beautifully, although I suspect that particular cat was not drinking anything 'lite'.


We had cats who hated going out. It was fine, but they do at least need the option. Kubrick got rather fat and indeed a plumber once looked at him and said "Watches telly and drinks beer a lot does he?" We hired another plumber.

They either get run over, killed by a fox, or just fuck off because they don't actually like the stupid human that puts a roof over their head, they just like the food.


Cats are evil little shits. One was toying with a nearly dead pigeon in my garden the other day, and my daughter saw. I chased the cat away but the pigeon was knackered. Introduction to death and the harshness of the world for my daughter thanks to the feline bastard!


The pigeon managed to get itself to a corner to die quietly, but when the delivery man from Tesco came an hour later, the pigeon had been dragged in to the front garden (from the back). Then when I went out another hour later to deal with the pigeon, it had disappeared. I actually found that a bit disturbing. Think it was too early for the foxes, and am blaming the evil cat.

Otta Wrote:

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> They either get run over, killed by a fox, or just

> @#$%& off because they don't actually like the

> stupid human that puts a roof over their head,

> they just like the food.

>

> Cats are evil little shits. One was toying with a

> nearly dead pigeon in my garden the other day, and

> my daughter saw. I chased the cat away but the

> pigeon was knackered. Introduction to death and

> the harshness of the world for my daughter thanks

> to the feline bastard!

>

> The pigeon managed to get itself to a corner to

> die quietly, but when the delivery man from Tesco

> came an hour later, the pigeon had been dragged in

> to the front garden (from the back). Then when I

> went out another hour later to deal with the

> pigeon, it had disappeared. I actually found that

> a bit disturbing. Think it was too early for the

> foxes, and am blaming the evil cat.


I think in this instance I'd be blaming the owner for "owning" such a demonic creature. *insert a good measure of sarcasm*


Some cats are just killers. Not their fault really it's just in the way they're made. Yes it's annoying but that's just the way it is, just because they're fed at "home" it doesn't stop the natural hunter surfacing when faced with a nice juicy looking feathery flying creature just within a paws reach.

  • 3 weeks later...

Weird. A perfectly healthy young cat decided to run through our front door just now as Mrs was taking shopping in. Not knowing 'the nature of cats' we fed it some milk some of which it drank during its tour of the place. It decided to scratch our furniture at which point we decided to show it the door.


Have no idea where its gone or what its mindset is. Would have been good to have had more input from cat owners on this thread to educate me. Anyway, young attractive cat has been ejected onto CP Road at about 8.30 this evening.

it was just sussing things out AM, that's all. No harm done.


cats just want to check if you are:


a) a complete sucker

b) a complete sucker

and

c) a complete sucker


once they've established that you check not one, but all three boxes, they will then blatantly move in and insidiously begin Operation Overthrow Your Household. Mission completed. The End.

I'm considering 'relocating' my neighbours cat. Don't worry, she's a big silly ol'bird & will hardly notice it's gone. Plus she's a habitual cat rescuer and has had about a dozen of the things.


Tho this particular one "Dodger" is a pain in the arse, with it's early morning "Mmmmmmaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" and "MmmmmmeeeeeeeAAAAAAAArrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" round in my side alley way or out on the road.


I wonder how far he'd need to go before he'd not find his way back


I'm sure he'd be way happier in Oxford or Dorset (I know I would be, if he were)


Anyone going that way, please pm me. I'd contribute to the petrol if that helps.

  • 9 months later...
Some bastard ran over my cat is a thread elsewhere. Well, given the nature of cats as explained here surely it's not unexpected they might have an untimely death? Cats don't seem to want to be owned. They do what they like. It amazes me so many people want them as 'pets' when so many get lost or run over in this case. I haven't looked in the 'lost' section but I bet my bottom dollar it's mostly about cats.

Lol, some cats are actually affectionate and hang around for their whole lives. We had two brothers. One was really sweet and would always want to be with the humans, the other was just evil.


The evil one would hide under beds and in cupboards, so it would always get shut in rooms, then proceed to crap and piss everywhere. I'm glad we'd had them castrated or the stink would have been worse.


He used to attack the sweet, friendly cat and leg it any time I wanted to take him to the vet. Luckily he lost himself a few months ago and I'm hoping he doesn't find his way home!

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