Ok in case none of you knew, all my kitties, Imp, Mischief and Mayhem
I got when they were adults. So all these adventures of having a
bitty in the household is QUITE new to me.
I woke up last night to a strange sensation. I was on my left side
and I felt a warm body was curled up next to my stomach and it was
purring away, but it was moving too.
I looked down and saw Nick curled up, purring up a storm, but he was
also moving against my stomach.
Check that, he was PUSHING against my stomach. He was kneading with
his paws and he was burrowing his head into my side as if trying to
get under it.
Awww, it was cute but weird. I drifted off to sleep agian, wondering
why on earth would he be trying to burrow UNDER me? Was he looking
for something? I mean he's just purring and squaking and kneading and
burrowing.....
Then it hit me.
I opened my eyes again and gently moved AWAY from him. He lifted his
head and mewed at me.
I gently patted him on the head and tried to explain to him that not
only was I NOT his mother, but i was NOT even the same species....
Boy that was WEIRD!!!!!
Kristi
Kreisleriana - 10 Jun 2007 04:13 GMT
>Ok in case none of you knew, all my kitties, Imp, Mischief and Mayhem
>I got when they were adults. So all these adventures of having a
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>why on earth would he be trying to burrow UNDER me? Was he looking
>for something?
Umm, yes? ;)
> I mean he's just purring and squaking and kneading and
>burrowing.....
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>Boy that was WEIRD!!!!!
Hi, Mommy. ;)
Theresa
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jofirey - 10 Jun 2007 05:27 GMT
> Ok in case none of you knew, all my kitties, Imp, Mischief and Mayhem
> I got when they were adults. So all these adventures of having a
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> Boy that was WEIRD!!!!!
The first week the pup worked on Charlies shirt till there was a big wet
spot. Then she discovered an ear lobe. Took a minute for it to dawn on him
what she was after, and even then he didn't have the heart to put her down.
Guess who's her favorite grandpa.
Still, its nicer than Rosie constantly wanting me to check out her butt
every time she pooped.
Jo
Marina - 10 Jun 2007 05:50 GMT
> I gently patted him on the head and tried to explain to him that not
> only was I NOT his mother, but i was NOT even the same species....
I still sometimes get that from Caliban. I think it's a sign of them
having been separated from their biological mummys too soon. I mean, Mir
does snuggle up right against me, but she doesn't try to burrow *under* me.

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Matthew - 10 Jun 2007 06:03 GMT
Ha knew it new member of the family
> Ok in case none of you knew, all my kitties, Imp, Mischief and Mayhem
> I got when they were adults. So all these adventures of having a
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> Kristi
Gabey8 - 10 Jun 2007 08:00 GMT
> Ok in case none of you knew, all my kitties, Imp, Mischief and Mayhem
> I got when they were adults. So all these adventures of having a
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> Kristi
He's not going to be convinced that you, or his next human if he gets
re-homed, are anything other than his Meowmy. Captain is 3 years old
and if I lie down on the sofa, the cooler the weather is, the more
likely I am to have an orange stripey heating pad stretched out on me,
purring away. And, possibly, kneading and drooling. If I have a
blanket on me, sometimes he tries to eat the blanket (or maybe he's
just sucking on it).
It's interesting -- I have every reason to believe that Stanley is
Captain's littermate, but he doesn't display the kneading, drooling,
or blanket-sucking behavior. I wonder how old they were when they were
separated from their mother? However old it was, I'm not sure that
Captain was ready for it.
Donna, Captain (it's my SECURITY blanket, if you don't mind), and
Stanley (I'll just sit next to Meowmy and purr)
Lesley - 10 Jun 2007 18:30 GMT
> I opened my eyes again and gently moved AWAY from him. He lifted his
> head and mewed at me.
>
> I gently patted him on the head and tried to explain to him that not
> only was I NOT his mother, but i was NOT even the same species....
Can you in a few weeks time, take this trusting little soul who
plainly now thinks of you as his mum and hand him over to be adopted
by strangers?
Keep telling yourself you are just fostering him!
Lesley
Slave of the Fabulous Furballs
Adrian A - 10 Jun 2007 19:59 GMT
>> I opened my eyes again and gently moved AWAY from him. He lifted his
>> head and mewed at me.
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> Slave of the Fabulous Furballs
Just like I've been fostering Snoopy for 15 years. ;-)

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Lesley - 10 Jun 2007 20:45 GMT
> Just like I've been fostering Snoopy for 15 years. ;-)
Really? And when do you give her up for adoption?
You're not the only one I know people who have cat(s) because they're
"keeping them until they can find them a good home" completely
ignoring the fact they already have one
When I was growing up my friend Hattie's (slave of Shulmaneezer the
meezer. the first cat I fell in love with amongst other felines) dad
was taking a short cut home from work and saw a sack in the middle of
the canal, which was moving so he hauled it to the shore to find it
contained four drowned kittens and one tiny, terrified black kitty who
it looked as if he had survived by standing on his drowning siblings
Hattie's dad had a bad hobby for someone who lived in a house where he
was the only non-cat slave, he kept Koi carp and at this moment he was
certainly not a cat fan....someone forgot to put the chicken wire back
after feeding the carp with the result that Shulmaneezer and the other
three cats had recently had the most expensive dinner in feline
history (Including Hills s/d)
For the next six years he swore blind he was only looking after that
kitten until the right home came along and he would be glad to see the
"back of the damn thing". I can't remember what the rest of the family
named the kitten but he called him "Idi Amin" on the grounds that he
was (once he grew up) "A big black bully"
He was still saying he was only fostering that "bloody cat" when after
6 years he thought Idi didn't look well and took him to the vets and
apparently sat there and sobbed his heart out when it turned out Idi
had a heart defect and shortly afterwards crossed the Bridge
Lesley
Slave of the Fabulous Furballs
Adrian A - 10 Jun 2007 22:22 GMT
>> Just like I've been fostering Snoopy for 15 years. ;-)
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> Slave of the Fabulous Furballs
Actually I was looking after Snoopy, and her sister Rosie, for a neighbour
while she sorted out somewhere new to live, after a couple of months she
said she couldn't take them back and would try and get them rehomed. I said
"don't bother, they're quite happy where they are."

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polonca12000@yahoo.com - 26 Jun 2007 20:19 GMT
> Ok in case none of you knew, all my kitties, Imp, Mischief and Mayhem
> I got when they were adults. So all these adventures of having a
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> Kristi
Great story!
Best wishes,
Polonca and Soncek