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zBrown
Ice climber
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Jun 26, 2018 - 06:14am PT
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Can anybody ID those crberg cats? They seem to be bobcats.
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crberg
Trad climber
Cave Creek, AZ
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Jun 26, 2018 - 12:49pm PT
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Definitely bobcats. I guess I should have called it a kitten... my bad. I've got pretty good hunting grounds here with lots of snakes, quail, and plenty of cottontails. It seems like bobcats roam through and stay for about a week at a time. I will see them multiple times a day and then poof... I don't see one for a month or two. Its always obvious when one is lingering around because I will start finding piles of big cat poop covered with mounds of dirt all around my yard. That and they like to steal my neighbors ducks and hide them around my shop and yard. It was interesting the other day I was watching the young one eating the last foot and a half of a pretty big gopher snake that it had buried.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Aug 11, 2018 - 03:19pm PT
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Fritz
Social climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Aug 23, 2018 - 04:58pm PT
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Harley (the cat) really likes my socks. Almost every morning begins with him jumping on the bed as I'm putting my fur on (getting dressed). I usually have a clean pair of socks on the bed & Harley curls up on them, kneads them, & gives them some "rabbit-punch" action with his hind legs.
When I take possession of my socks again, then I have to tease the cat with the socks. The morning game of sock, ends with a Harley victory, if I have to run for a bandaid for a bloody wound, or a Fritz victory, if I get my socks on my feet. However, yesterday was laundry day & Harley had sock-heaven.
A happy cat!
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jonnywoodward
climber
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Aug 29, 2018 - 07:59pm PT
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This is Hugo
Thought I should give him his 15 minutes of fame before he croaks. He's about 18 now and is getting skinny. He came with the house when I moved in in 2002, always hanging in the back of the yard. Having recently (back then) got involved volunteering with a rescue group I knew what to do with a stray/feral cat in a city - trap, sterilize, provide a place to call home. He has always lived outside because that's what he knows and my inside furniture is 50% litter boxes as it is but he WILL be coming in to avoid the nasty SLC winter this Fall. I already know he likes it inside and he deserves a little extra luxury at this point in life.
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Mei
Trad climber
mxi2000.net
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Aug 29, 2018 - 10:23pm PT
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Yay, my favorite thread! Love seeing all the cat photos.
Here is boss kitty Roxy.
We must be having communication problems because she's been working hard to feed me these days despite me telling her I'm not hungry. Every time she goes outside, she tries to bring home something, a small mouse, a little snake, or a fat gopher, etc. In the beginning, I used to scream at the sight of those things alive or dead. Now, I calmly put on a latex glove, pick up the tail with my fingers, walk across the road, and dispose the victim in the woods by the creek.
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plund
Social climber
OD, MN
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Sep 20, 2018 - 07:58am PT
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I regret to inform the fuzzbuggler-loving community that I had to send my little pal Houdini on his way....
Born in a parts car at an auto shop, performed multiple escapes from covered boxes & vet cages throughout his life (hence the name)
Had been on thyroid meds for the last two years, which gave him some more quality time, but in the end it was kidneys leading to dehydration & anemia that were too much...I just couldn't see 5-7 days on IVs etc with no real guaranteed outcome.
We had 18 great years, WAY more than a feral could have expected...
Miss you, little petite Houdini....hope to scritch you again someday, somewhere...
PS -- Fritz, sure dig your Harley photos....happy cat, indeed!
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splitclimber
climber
Sonoma County
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Sep 20, 2018 - 11:20am PT
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This is Hitch.
I love all the posts in here, but Hitch WAS the absolute coolest freekin' cat.
Our previous neighbors took him in one night when he walked up to their car and jumped in. They named him Hitch since he was a cat hitchhiker.
Hitch adopted us after coming over to our house several times and decided he liked us better than his dysfunctional drug dependent family.
We had him for over 12 years. We don't have kids so Hitch was as close as you could get to a kid.
Hitch was an outdoor cat. He has been hit by a car and has had uncountable cat fights that required vet visits from abscesses. Last year he got diabetes and was on daily insulin injections and had a serious seizure. Thankfully, the diabetes went into remission.
Russian blue's are known for their mild manners and loving behavior. He was all that and so much more. Our home life seemed to revolve around him, where he was, what he was doing and how he enriched our lives and made us happy. His nicknames were Hehe, Hitchie and Hitchard.
In his old age he didn't roam around the neighborhood as much, but on Monday, for some reason, he decided to cross the street and go into a yard behind our neighbor's, where he encountered a dog and lost his final battle.
We are devastated.
anita and plund - I'm sorry for your loss too.
I hope this thread will make me smile soon too.
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anita514
Gym climber
Great White North
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Sep 20, 2018 - 11:36am PT
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<3 <3 Hitch and Houdini
Sorry for your losses :(
Big hugs all around. I miss my boys :(
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G_Gnome
Trad climber
Cali
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Sep 20, 2018 - 02:18pm PT
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SplitClimber, I understand completely. They can be the meanest dog on the block but so sweet to you. This was our Russion Blue - Rocket. He was 17 pounds of pure fury to anything that came into his territory but would lay in my lap and purr and drool for hours. He died of stomach cancer about 5 years ago.
I think he thought I was seriously abusing him by taking his picture. But this captures his spirit so well...
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Ghost
climber
A long way from where I started
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Sep 26, 2018 - 06:50pm PT
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Oct 24, 2018 - 12:13pm PT
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Fritz
Social climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Nov 11, 2018 - 09:17am PT
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Harley (the cat) supervised leaf clean-up at 45 f. this week, then ran to our maple tree & enjoyed a great climb.
Harley 20' up & no drama later about down-climbing the problem.
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anita514
Gym climber
Great White North
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Nov 11, 2018 - 01:06pm PT
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❤️ Harley
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jonnywoodward
climber
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Nov 28, 2018 - 01:13pm PT
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All rescues are good rescues but some stand out. The ones where the animals' quality of life is turned around, maybe they simply wouldn't have made it without intervention, perhaps abuse was in the mix, there are many reasons why an animal's existence can be hard. My old cat Grace fits this category and this is her very abbreviated story.
Grace was first trapped and fixed as a young adult in 2000 by members of a rescue group I volunteered with. She lived in the engines of cars in an apartment building parking lot. Engines are warm and dry but death traps for cats. Once, she disappeared for a week and came back with an ugly 6" x 1" wound on her back - a close encounter with a fan blade upon start-up - but she recovered and persevered.
In about 2012 I returned from a climbing trip and the friend who had been standing in with the feeding duties said Grace had developed a nasty eye infection which looked like it needed attention. She had at that time also taken to sheltering in a particularly oily engine - her coat was covered in it - who knows how much oil she had already ingested by cleaning herself, but I was sure it would kill her eventually. So, now with an infection to boot I decided to bring her home for her final stretch. Surely she wouldn't live that much longer. She had tamed up to me over the years, so catching her wasn't a problem.
The stinking putrid hole in her face right next to her eye was indeed nasty, but I had some antibiotics in the cat supplies cupboard and the infection cleared up nicely. But then it came right back. A trip to the vet was in order. Long story short, her teeth/mouth was so bad that although the infection had started there it had tunneled through her face and come out by her eye. She surely would have died from the infection had she been fending for herself out there. Death by toothache - hideous.
She turned out to be such a lovely friendly cat and just digs the indoor life. It doesn't always work out that way but when it does it's just the best. She's at least 18 now and going strong. So much for my original intention of providing some brief hospice.
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KokaKola
climber
From the East to the West
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Fritz
Social climber
Choss Creek, ID
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Fine, fine cats folks! Thanks for sharing those fabulous felines.
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TwistedCrank
climber
Released into general population, Idaho
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Marlow
Sport climber
OSLO
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