..Because we’ve been really boring for days.
Aww.
I don’t really like cats, but the kitties I dislike least are ginger and white.
How can you be serious?
Ginger cats are the most obnoxious and unlikable of all cats. Specifically because of their coloration, and nothing to do with their behavior. Maybe if you studied your cat history a little more, you can see how dismissive traditional cat owners have felt about them back when cat ownership was more pure than it is today. Plus, ginger cats are more expensive. Everyone knows you can get along just fine with an old tom from the alley.
How am I doing?
(incidentally, I don’t like cats either)
So this is turning into a cat fight!
Cats are amusing little creatures…here’s one of mine.
In my opinion, people who aren’t fond of cats haven’t met enough of them. For example, my Theo, God rest his soul, was the most dog-like cat I’ve ever known.
Sure as God made little green apples, isn’t there someone to dredge up this “Pure Droppings” folderol. You spout on about “when cats were cats and owners knew their business” as if you had miraculously just popped onto the scene from “back when” and found the catness of our day wanting, when your notions of the past are in fact a personal patchwork cherry-picked to suit your dreams, its authority amounting to zero. The so-called “traditional” animus against ginger cats is poorly attested at best, but the myth persists in popular culture despite this. Beware of buying into this myth, but also beware of leading innocents astray with your fevered imaginings of some misty Golden Age of feline “betterness” so long past that no one knows what it ever really was. If housecats could talk, I can assure you that their opinion of modern times would be more approving. Sure, there’s not nearly the mice and rats to delight them, but do we see the cats bemoaning their toys and kibble? These days, most wouldn’t even know what to do with a mouse if it waltzed up and said Hi. That’s the Living Tradition. Or for authenticity would you rather go back to the charm of those more verminous times, too? I can see it now: You sit at table under an authentic rushlight with your authentic gruel and crust while an authentic mouse or two run over your authentically grimy foot, but your authentic poor scruffy (and ginger, because that’s what you have) cat - what’s left of him - is too ill with age and affliction to lift a paw, and so full of worms that you take him along fishing. Yep, those were the days, all right. Cat Nazi.
Leave aside ginger, calico, cap-and-saddle, and the like. See before you the Cat that is All Cats, simply pet it, and then scoop the litterbox. That is the essence of the Way.
Dan, that is either one big cat, or that is one small sink.
Is this a catfight? 'Cos I don’t feel qualified.
You mystify me. We have broached matters feline, you and I, more times than I could count, and I’m not ashamed to say you’ve taught even me a thing or two. Or has it all been a sham?
Catfight used to have a different, and nowadays terribly un-PC, meaning. My equipment would be inappropriate.
Aha. “Catfight” as opposed to “cat fight”. Just let me say that I’m not the only one to apply it to the pettier of squabbles between members of the male persuasion too. Its use having been liberated, to call it un-PC might be a bit hasty, I think.
“I mock your value system.”
- Homer Simpson
Say that to a cat and see where it gets you.
The sink was a little on the small side, and Sascha is a good-sized cat. We also have a tiny dog and two smaller cats living inside with us…and we’re also caring for a colony of feral cats!
Ambitious. I’m still contemplating my next move.
It’s not a cat fight you want anyway. it’s a dogfight. So I’ll start. “Did you touch my pint?”
(Oops, think I’ve stuffed up the photo element) 
Bad news for birds and local wildlife. Supporting colonies of a lethal invasive species is pretty irresponsible, ecologically speaking.
Consider the following three points:
- The neighborhood I live in was developed in the 1920s. Most of the local wildlife seems to be long gone. The feral cats, having a source of food provided to them, don’t seem to be terribly inclined to go after any bird or rodent that crosses their path. (Or they’re good at getting any remains out of my sight.)
- Part of the care we provide them includes spay and neuter services. Yes, there are quite a few of them, but every one we can get spayed or neutered helps in the long run.
- Representatives from animal welfare groups have told us, in person, that what we are doing is appreciated.
Doesn’t seem all that irresponsible to me…
Apparently I have to sign up. Got anything else?
But they’re authoritative enough. I’ve had people sagely lecture me on how cats are reliably this or that - as if after a lifetime of it I were still green and in need of guidance - when a few well-placed questions revealed they only knew strictly from dogs, or at the far extreme, they’d never even had a pet - not one - of any kind in all their lives! Where do they get this stuff? Facebook?
That’s the thing about birds. They’re mobile.
If their interest is cats, sure, they’ll give you a cookie. But you won’t get the same validation from biologists. Ornithologist curse efforts like this.
What’s a “pettier” - a French cat owner?