Well at least if he is found he will be returned. Should he have been pinched the vet will scan and find him. I assume that the chip has a lost register things to alert them. My old cat, sadly deceased, Hamish was a right rogue and would happily enter peoples houses and make himself at home. I had to burgle a neighbours house to get the swine once. They were on holiday and he'd got locked in by whoever was visiting the house to keep an eye on it. Good job I was on very good terms with them and explained my actions. He wouldve torn their house to shreds. He was 9kg of ginger. I love ginger mogs. Theyre ass holes.
Yeah I like the gingers best , our 1st one went 8kg ,old story .... went to the Drummond store for baking soda and came home with a kitten . Pooze is just pure neurosis in a small furry bag , and Benne was born into a yard full of pig hunting dogs ( not mine ) and has not stopped eating yet ..... I have spent more on that cat ( vet wise ) than the price of my last bike . His kidneys and bladder crapped out big time , fuck I must be getting soft , but , nobody gave up on me when I wasn't expected to live , and when I found out money could fix him ....... well I couldn't get him put down,, and he cant meow properly .... just squeaks
Or , on a more positive note , he is probly curled up on some nice old lady's lap , full of fillet steak . We had one that would go walkies for a month - 6 weeks , but he always came home bulging .... beats me who was feeding him
Hamish cost us a mint as he was on a special diet for crystals in his kidneys. His food was more than ours! So when he came home from scoffing some victims dinner, we would then have to take him for another £400 vet visit. Plus the bastard would wake me to feed him at 6am by gnawing my big toe. Sharp teeth on your big toe doesn't half startle you I can tell you. Rescued as a kitten from a stable. He was ferrel. people who hated cats, loved him though. Pure comedy gold he was. The power vacuum that ensued when he passed away was nuts. Cats were fighting for weeks afterwards. Cats I'd never seen before. He was 9kg of muscle, scars and attitude. Mrs Dips who sadly passed away quietly 2yrs ago, was 21yrs old. She was more like a dog than a cat. Loyal and would come when called and would sit on your lap all day every day purring. We had her from kitten. She was a nice gentle lady. Lilly is a rescue cat with issues. I suspect beatings as she can react to a sudden hand movement. She's sweet but can be unpredictable. Although that is getting better now as she beds in here. She is 4 and we've had her for 18mnths. Spoilt. I'd love a dog too but we are both at work all day. A nice scruffy mongrel. Like me.
I've just agreed to give this German Shorthaired Pointer boy a new home (all 31kgs!), he's been rescued from Hungary, probably a failed hunting dog.
Whatever the debate over Dog v Cat, anyone who gives a needy animal a good home is massively alright by me.
Yeah Benne is pretty much the same , medicated food but would rather eat ANYTHING else , and is surprisingly resourceful at "finding" food , he discovered the neibourghs ( a kilometre away) molasses stash , which he got all over himself , and every bit of grass he touched on the way home stuck to that .... the 1st we knew was when he jumped on the bed , he looks funny wet ( and real pissed off :smile This is weird , I know of more cats called Hamish than people And Pooze is a bomb waiting to go off , Im sure he hallucinates , and spends all day cowering under something. I tell ya what ... this cat can accelerate from a "restful pose" to leg blurring speed so fast he leaves a puff of fur where he just was ..... yep must be wicked dreams . If he were human he'd be in a secure unit somewhere
I lost my mongrel, Tina, for a couple of weeks. I was devastated, she went outside for a wee (outside being 3000 acres of common land) and never came back. She was 15, blind and deaf, but still very fit and healthy. The weather was as shite as it is now, and I think it disorientated her - it did me, I spent the entire night walking the common looking for her. Two weeks later I'm outside having a fag and she wanders up the hill Bloody nora! I called her, and I've never seen a dog run so fast in all my life, she was sound as a pound. Obviously someone local had taken her in, but I never found out who. Fast forward ten years, and I found a dog curled up under my mum's porch. Freezing and soaking wet, I took her inside but the cats went bloody mental, so I dried her off and found an all-night vets. My heart sank slightly when the chip detector bleeped; I kinda hoped I could bring her home with me. But she found her family, and they were as chuffed as I was when Tina came home.
I absolutely love this thread, and this post is just so uplifting. We (me anyway) often come across as grumpy and argumentative sods, but there are so many of us (you) who are truly wonderful people. Anyone who likes Ducs and cats/dogs is someone worth knowing in my book. Thank you all.
Looks like, and from what you say sounds like, Benne is a Maine Coon. He is remarkably similar to my avatar, who is a lovely cat.
a dog was found in the woods behind me last week after being away since crimbo. as a kid our cat went missing for mouths, it had been living with a family at the other end of the village.they wernt to keen to give it back. gonna try and post pics of our miniature farm later. does she no realize i am just a mechanic. (with two ducs :wink.
Someone else reckons he's a rag doll, His mother belongs to a friend of mine who lives in a frikkin zoo, any how Benne's mother is a right ole slut , and the father ................could have been any one of them , all possible parties are short hair and the friend promised on a stack of bibles ( I should have known .... she aint really that sort :smile: ) that he wouldn't be too furry , and he wasn't to bad when he was little .
