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Is Your Cat Trying to Tell you Something

Is Your Cat Trying to Tell you Something

Cats are much more intelligent than we give them credit for. Several cats have saved their owner’s life. Cats have awakened the house’s owner to make them aware of a fire. One Tom cat kept going to the door of his house and wanted his mistress to let him outdoors. Finally, she opened the door and let him out. Once outside, he went to the gas meter and wrinkled his nose. She called the gas company, and they told her her cat had saved her life. They told her her house would have blown up in about an hour.

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One of my outdoor cats kept staring at my house one night. The following day I knew why she had been staring at my home. The cord to her heated cat bed and water bowl had quit working. I installed a new line for her that morning.

One cat kept lying by his owner’s head and kneading away in the same spot on her head day after day. She had been having headaches but was not very concerned. Her cat started kneading her head more regularly, and her headaches worsened. She went to her Doctor, who ran many tests, and she discovered she had brain cancer. Somehow her cat seemed to know that she had cancer, and he was trying to let her know the only way he could.

One cat in a nursing home would lie down next to the residents. There always seemed to die within a week of him lying down next to them. He was probably trying to comfort them before they passed on.

Cats are very astute to changes in the weather. My friend had a cat that hid under her couch just as the tornado siren sounded. Her cat came out from under her couch when the all-clear alert came on her TV.

I know I will pay special attention to whatever my cats are trying to tell me in their unique way.

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Blackie

Blackie

Blackie was a pure black cat born and raised on our farm. Her father was a beautiful chocolate point Himalayan cat. A tenant that we had had on our farm left him at our farm when he moved. He trained our Samoyed dog never to chase cats again. Bandit leaped into our Samoyed dog’s nose as she chased him around our house. Polly, our dog, let out a little scream, and that was the end of her ever bothering another cat again on our farm.

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Blackie’s Mother was born and raised on our farm. She was an excellent huntress. She would catch and kill many mice. We had pigs on our farm then, and many mice would hang out under the pig feeders. She kept busy riding our farm of field mice.

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Blackie would follow me all over our farm. The minute I left the house in the morning, she was there to outstanding me. She was an excellent lap cat. Blackie would sit on my lap in the summer months on our front porch and purr away contentedly as I patted her on her head. Blackie also loved to be held on my Grandmother’s lap as she wore a large apron that she could snuggle up in and be cozy as a bug in a rug. She loved the homemade Gravy my Grandmother made for my cats when she visited us.

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Blackie had many kittens over the years. She had a beautiful black kitten that I named Midnight. I would let Midnight in our house now and then. He loved to sleep in a nice cozy chair that we had in our house. She had many kittens that we adopted out to good and loving homes. Blackie lived to be about eleven years old before she died. She was a very loving and caring cat.

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Funny Things My Cats Have Done

Funny Things My Cats Have Done

One of my cats, Blacknose, would catch garter snakes and bring them to the house dead. She managed to do this on a regular schedule. She must have known that I do not care much for snakes.

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A cat I had and later gave to my Grandmother hid in her shoe box for almost a full day. My Grandmother was frantic that she could not find her cat. She had searched every nook and cranny in her house for her cat. She called her neighbor up to help her look for her missing cat. Her neighbor saw her cat getting out of a shoe box. She had brought the lid back on when she entered the shoe box.

My Siamese cat Sugar once got into a small jacket I had lying on a chair. When I got home from getting groceries, I noticed her sleeping in my coat with her head sticking out of the same area where my head would stick out if I wore the coat.

When my cat Red was a kitten, he went to our Christmas tree, took a gold-colored bird out, and de-winged it. My older Chocolate Point Siamese cat looked at him like what is your problem? Don’t you know that that is an artificial bird? I think Red was a bit embarrassed later on.

I had an older cat named Trisha who tried to catch a rabbit when she was 16. She was very successful at it in her youth. Trisha ran for about an eighth mile at full speed and was entirely out of breath. That was the only time a rabbit ever outdid her. I was amazed that she would even try to catch a rabbit at age 16. She was an awesome cat and lived to be 18 years old.

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Cats Learn Their Hunting Skills from Their Mother

Cats Learn Their Hunting Skills from Their Mother

If a kitten is taken away from too early in life from its Mother, it will not have learned any hunting skills. A kitten learns the necessary hunting skills by watching its Mother hunt for mice.

I have watched many Mother cats take their kittens with them while they went out hunting. All the kittens that went out hunting with their Mother became excellent hunters like their Mothers.

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I had a house cat that did not know how to kill mice. My vet then gave me a cat that he had found abandoned at a golf course in December. He was a wonderful cat, but he had no hunting skills whatsoever. When my vet found my future cat, he was only a tiny kitten. His Mother did not have time to teach him any hunting skills. I’m sure my vet did not want him to kill small gerbils that came to his office. He was a wonderful cat and lived to be seventeen years old.

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I had a Siamese cat that would catch mice and eat them. She would always leave the mouse’s tail as proof that she had killed the mouse.

My first cat Flossie would come to our house almost every morning with a mouse she had caught in our field. She was also very good at killing rats in the open corn crib with ear corn in it.

Blacknose was Flossie’s kitten. She would bring home garter snakes that she had killed. She was also an excellent huntress like her Mother.

I have had several outdoor cats that were excellent runners. They could run faster than the rabbit they were after. Once they caught the rabbit, they would bring it home. All of my cats would then share their catch of the day.

If you want a cat that is an excellent mouser, ensure he is not taken away from his Mother too early in life.

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Tales of Feral Cats

Tales of Feral Cats

I had a friend that rescued a cat in the middle of the winter that someone had dumped out. The poor cat was thin and emaciated. The cat was standing on the cold sidewalk. My friend tried to pick up the cat, but she could not remove the cat from the sidewalk. She discovered that the cat’s paws had been frozen down to the sidewalk at night. She hurriedly went to her house for some hot water and very carefully poured the water over the cat’s paws. She could finally pick the cat up and bring him to her home. The cat’s feet were horrible, so she took him to her vet to treat his paws for frostbite. It took her new cat a long time to walk normally again. He was a black cat that she grew to love quickly. In his old age, he developed diabetes and needed the exceptional cat food she provided him. He died in her arms on the way to her vet.

A woman told me that she had rescued a male feral cat. He was skinny and bony. They took him to their vet to be checked over and get his necessary shots. They would buy groceries from the store and set them on their table before they put them away. The bread always seemed to disappear, and at first, they thought maybe they forgot to buy it. The bread would disappear every time they purchased groceries at home. They finally spotted their cat running to their closet with a loaf of bread. Their new cat had been hoarding bread in their closet. They found ten loaves of bread in their closet. Their cat finally stopped collecting bread when he was convinced he would get a regular meal from them every day.

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A person does not realize what some poor innocent cats have been put through by cruel and neglectful former owners. When you have an opportunity to rescue a poor feral cat, you will be helping them out tremendously. You will have a wonderful appreciative cat for the rest of your new cat’s life.

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My cats are excellent caregivers while I am sick

My cats are excellent caregivers while I am sick

Garfunkel lays as close as he can to me and purrs gently in my ear. Garfunkel also licks my face at night. He stays next to me all night and purrs quietly throughout the night. During the day, Garfunkel lays on my lap and looks at me very lovingly. He likes to follow me to my house’s different rooms to ensure I am OK.

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Kohl lays on my lap and purrs away in the daytime. He makes sure I am never out of his sight. He leads the way to the bathroom and to the kitchen. Kohl will generally be fed a snack while I am in the kitchen. He will lay on top of a high object to get a bird’s eye view of my coming and leaving the different rooms in my house. Kohl also likes to sleep in my recliner at night or next to the heat register.

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Conrad is a timid cat. Conrad finally came out of hiding after two days. Conrad was then very attentive and affectionate to my every need. Conrad would check on me every forty minutes without missing a beat. He would let out a shrill meow to ensure I was still alive; He would finally lie by my feet and fall asleep for the night.

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M cats know when I am not feeling well and are very attentive and affectionate. My cats are kind and very loving feline friends.

Maggie, my outdoor cat, saw me through my picture window, and she stared at me for at least three minutes as if to say yes, Mother is home. Cali, Russ, and Bella were delighted to see me. My other cats next door are timid, but they did look me over for a while. Cats are excellent caregivers.

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Why My Cats are so Important to me

Why My Cats are so Important to me

My cats greet me with a gentle nudge in the morning. Their purrs are peaceful and relaxing. Every one of my cats has its distinct personality. Some cats are much more outgoing than others. Some cats are timid and take a long time to get used to people.

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My cats know if I am not feeling well and curl beside me. My cats purr away and take the worries of this World away. Garfunkel always curls right next to me. Conrad lets me pat him on the head and sits by my feet. Kohl will lie down next to me and then lie by the heat register for the night.

Watching my cats play is very relaxing for my cats and me. They love to play with their lighted ball toy and catnip mice.

When you rescue or save a cat’s life,e you have protected one of God’s beautiful creatures. All the cats I have saved over the years have been delightful.

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Cats are not judgmental. Cats will return any favor you do for them ten times over in the love they return to you. Some cats love to have their hair brushed out. All of my cats love to eat tuna canned in water and an occasional cat treat now and then.

I have been around cats since I was in a baby stroller. My cats have followed me all over my farm. They sit on my lap if I read a book outdoors. They waited with me and kept me company while I waited for the school bus in the morning.

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I cannot remember life without the love of a dear feline friend. I hope you have a special feline friend in your life.

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A Farm Cats Life in the Late 50's and Early 60's

A Farm Cats Life in the Late 50’s and Early 60’s

I grew up on a farm with approximately ten cats. Our cats were excellent hunters.

All of our cats lived in a large barn with a hay loft. They would curl up in the hay in the hay loft to keep warm. The pigs and cattle in the barn provided some warmth for the cats. The Mother cats would nest in the hay where they had their kittens. Our largest litter of kittens was eight kittens. A typical farm cat has four to five kittens per litter.

A cat in the late ’50s and early ’60s was feed table scraps. The cats would come running up to the house for their table scraps. Our cats also ate scrambled eggs and warm oatmeal. Our cats were given milk to drink along with fresh water every day.

We had open corn cribs, which rats liked because they liked to eat the corn. We also had an empty feeder where our pigs ate. Our cats would quickly kill a rat when they noticed one. When our cat population grew to ten, we had no more rats on our farm.

I would pat my farm cats on the head every day. Our cats loved to follow me around our farm and keep me company. I would hold my cats on my lap or while I rode my tricycle. My cats were always very close to me when I would play outside as a child. I gave my cats a lot of love and attention.

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Several of our farm cats lived to be ten years old. Most of our farm cats lived until at least eight years old. Farm cats get a lot of exercises, catching mice and birds and killing rabbits. Our farm cats would bring a dead mouse to the door every other day. They would see and kill field mice they caught in our field or ditches.

The life of a farm cat on our farm in the late 50s and early 60s was not too bad.

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Trisha's Story

Trisha’s Story

Trisha was a beautiful tortoiseshell calico cat. Her Mother was a black and white cat by the name of Honey. Honey was part Siamese, Himalayan, and Domestic Short Hair. Trisha’s Father was a black cat born and raised on our farm.

Trisha was an excellent Mother cat. Trisha never lost one of her kittens. She was very protective of all of her kittens. Trisha would look both ways on the road at least three times before crossing safely to the other side. She also taught each one of her kittens this excellent survival skill.

I had a door flap installed on my cat building. Trisha spent a great deal of time teaching every one of her kittens how to enter and leave the cat building through the door flap. She was very patient with her kittens.

Trisha had one kitten that looked just like she did. I named that particular kitten Elite. Elite loved to sleep with my pet goat Zachary. Zachary licked her fur so much that he gave her a Mohawk in June.

Trisha was an excellent huntress. She would bring home rabbits and mice that she had caught. Her kittens were excellent hunters with Tr, isha’s excellent guidance.

Trisha had one kitten when she was fifteen, and I named him Tinker. Tinker was a beautiful cream-colored kitten. Tinker was born in December but thrived with Trisha’s excellent care.

I had a little heater in my cat building to keep Trisha warm in her old age. Trisha would still go out hunting in the field and ditches in her old age and was still very successful. Trisha lived to be eighteen years old. Trisha has lived longer than any of my other outdoor cats. Trisha died on my farm, and she is buried on my farm. Trisha was a truly remarkable and lovely outdoor cat.

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Working Cats

Working Cats

There is a local grain elevator in my area that has several cats. Their cats are working cats. When the Semi trucks are unloaded at the elevator, mice will run out of the grain carts. Their cats are expected to kill the mice for their room and board. Their cats have been excellently keeping the grain and the elevator rodent-free. The cats patrol the elevator 24/7  for mice and rats. When the elevator is closed at night, the cats can get in where their feed is stored and keep it rodent-free. Their cats are provided cat food, which the elevator sells, and freshwater every day. The cats help them, and they help their cats by providing room and board for them.

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I have known a man who owned an Implement Co. since I was twelve. A young black Tom cat wandered into his Implement workshop one day. They feed the young black cat, and he seems to like living at the Implement Co., Their black cat is free to come and go as he chooses, but he stays in their workshop most of the time. Combines go into the workshop that has mice hiding in them. When the workers start the combine, all kinds of mice run away from the combine, and their workshop black Tom comes to their rescue. He kills the mice quickly and efficiently. The Implement owner told me no rodents have ever escaped their resident Tomcat. Tom patrols the sales area of their business also. He is a friendly cat and loves to be patted on his head. I ordered some parts on the phone one day. I asked the owner if he still had Tom. He said Tom was doing well and was eighteen years old and not missing a beat—the perfect fit for man and cat.

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