There are only two kinds of people in the world.

fuzzybuddy

fuzzybuddy

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There are only two kinds of people in the world. Cat people and dog people. Dog people think cat people are nuts. And they are. The reason is cat litter. First you put it in the litter pan, and magically, it's in every nook and cranny of the house. You sweep it up and it magically reappears. You buy a 10 lb. bag, but there's 25 lbs. on the floor. Your greatest fear is puncturing the trash bag on its way to the curb.
Cats don't help either. At 3:30 AM, you wake up to them scratching their way to China, after they have scratched every particle of litter out of the box. Cat people laugh at dog people when it's 5 below and the dog has to go out. But nothing beats cat urine on a warm, humid, 94 degree day.
 

I've been both people, fuzzybuddy.

Had dogs all my life. My last dog passed away in 2008. I swore I wouldn't have another house pet.

In 2010, I found 4 kittens in the woods, about 5 weeks old. Was feeding my birds when I saw them come out from underneath a log, to see if they could eat that birdseed. I trapped them & brought them home, thinking I'd be able to turn them over to a shelter so they didn't freeze to death. That didn't happen. No shelter would take 4 feral kittens. They didn't have the time to socialize them, they said.

I'll tell you what, I couldn't ask for more well behaved animals! They have their own bathroom, where litter pans are in there. Very little litter ever hits the floor. And, no odor. When we sleep, they sleep. Never move until we are awake. Occasionally, my #1 cat silently comes up on the bed to sleep with us and doesn't move. They only use their scratching posts, never touch the furniture at all. They also have their own bedroom with bunk beds. Spoiled rotten little furballs, they are. People that visit, don't even know I have cats.

Yep, it is so nice not having to take a dog out into the cold at night to do its business, or gets tangled with a porcupine or a skunk.
 
You forgot to mention how cats can occasionally overshoot the litter box. Then again grown men can overshoot the toilet. But we love them anyway.
 

OKay, Gemma.
4 great cats. Well behaved. Never scratch the furniture. I believe the spoiled rotten thing. And only a little litter on the floor?
Hmmm. I see where they posted a lookout in your bed.:)
Let's just wait and see.
Rick
 
I have had both also. About that litter box. I used a plastic bath tub for babies for a litter box, much larger, but not to high, even for the smallest kitten. I'm not sure if they make them anymore.I spread out 2 or 3 sheets of newspaper on the bottom of the box, added shredded paper that the hubby brought home from work and added just a bit of litter to keep the kitties happy. A bag of litter lasted me months. After they did their duty I would just pick up the four corners of the news paper and dispose of it. Kept a nice supply of the shredded paper and sheets of newspaper right by the box. I got the idea of shredded paper when one cat I had developed an infection on his foot. The vet said to use the shredded paper while it healed. It worked so well I continued it.
 
fuzzybuddy said:
OKay, Gemma.
4 great cats. Well behaved. Never scratch the furniture. I believe the spoiled rotten thing. And only a little litter on the floor?
Hmmm. I see where they posted a lookout in your bed.:)
Let's just wait and see.
Rick
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hahaha....my husband was never a cat person. Let me tell you, if these cats did anything like some people post about their cats, they'd probably be evicted from their happy home. So far, 6 years old and all are on good behavior. But, I'll surely let you know when they aren't.
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Never had a cat, I always had dogs. I have had cats take to me for some reason-jump on my lap and purr. Of course, they're hard to resist when they show affection. I have nothing against them, a pet is a pet and we can grow very attached to them. I watch my granddaughter's Guinea pigs when they go away and they can grow on you too. They're kind of messy but they can be entertaining to a point.
 
fuzzybuddy said:
There are only two kinds of people in the world. Cat people and dog people. Dog people think cat people are nuts. And they are. The reason is cat litter. First you put it in the litter pan, and magically, it's in every nook and cranny of the house. You sweep it up and it magically reappears. You buy a 10 lb. bag, but there's 25 lbs. on the floor. Your greatest fear is puncturing the trash bag on its way to the curb.
Cats don't help either. At 3:30 AM, you wake up to them scratching their way to China, after they have scratched every particle of litter out of the box. Cat people laugh at dog people when it's 5 below and the dog has to go out. But nothing beats cat urine on a warm, humid, 94 degree day.
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I was a cat person years ago and I know about the litter situation and the urine smell. Eww. But cats are such nice pets really. I have had many of them in my life.

Then maybe there is another category, a Bird person, that is what I became because I wasn't allowed to have anything else besides a bird and then I got another. And I have had them now for about 16 years. There is a lot of bird seed to clean up and molted feathers too but they clean up easily with a vacuum cleaner attachment. I leave their cage open at all times even when I cover them so they can get up whenever they want and they can come and go and fly around when they want. They are parakeets.

I am also now a dog person because I have a sweet little Shih Tzu who is the bestest dog on earth!! The cutest, too! That's what we all say isn't it? In the frigid temperatures my dog has pee pads to do her business and she uses them. I have them attached to a board you can buy to attach them too. I use them at night, too, so she can go when she wants to go. But I do take her out when I get up whatever time that may be.
 
I've always had dogs and cats, love 'em both. Right now I have one of each. Like Gemma, my cats have always been reliable in the litter box, I use a covered one so that cuts back on litter getting out. Also keep it in the basement in the shower stall of a bathroom we rarely use, a small hand-held vac gets any strays.

We have a fenced backyard, so if the pup needs to go out at night, we just open the door and let him do his thing. We all wind down around 11, and get up when it starts to get light around 7. Dog sleeps in the bed with us and the cat stops in sometimes and snuggles with me by my pillow. Never thought cat or dog people were crazy. :watermelon:
 
Of course some of us go both ways:playful: I mean I always enjoyed dogs but never seriously considered owning one. A few years before I turned fifty I saw a picture online. Described as an AmStaff mix of unknown age...whatever any of that meant I didn't know. All that was clear in the picture was a huge tongue, bitty ears and brown black fur with white highlights.

I can't hardly remember life before dogs now. I had cats my whole life...but when you step into Planet Dog you've discovered a new world:love_heart::love_heart::love_heart:
 
Manatee said:
Cats are vermin.
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No cats or dogs in the small town I lived with loving Grandparents (Oebisfelde near Helmstedt) during WW2.
Where did they go--were they all cooked and eaten like everything else?
Watchdogs were kept for protection only: Bldg. sites where mat. was stored, farms with animals.
Quite frankly the neighborhood children (includ. me) were so starved we'd eat anything. The 'anything' I'd prefer
to leave to your imagination!
I apologize for diverting from the main topic!
(Can't remember seeing a single rat or mouse, ever during this time.)
 
I'm strictly a dog person, though I've had cats in the past. I couldn't live without a big doggie in the house. One of the best things I ever did years ago was to put doggie doors in so doggies could come and go to the backyard (wall around it) as they please!
 
I prefer to take the vermin comment as a dark joke...otherwise I might or might not be creating a human sized mouse trap:rolleyes:

But I do know historically things used to be different for companion animals, at least in the US. My Dad grew up small town in the 20's. Cats typically lived on farms as mousers or were feral. Dogs were for hunting or guarding property. They also ran the streets wild and my Dad had a lifelong hatred of them.

My mother was fond of cats but my grandmother wouldn't allow them in the house. In her girlhood my Mom was allowed a new kitten each Spring to care for on the back porch. Each Fall the cat would "disappear" like clockwork. Only years later did she connect her Dad with those cats. Guess they were target practice, my grandfather wasn't the most sentimental guy.

She probably influenced my love of creatures big and small. Except for centipedes, spiders, and snakes every other critter is a potential pet for me.
 
Dog person here, though I had a cat or two along the way in my early life. No pets now; the last was our beagle who has been gone for over 10 years. I can so relate to the middle of the night thing with dogs having to go out, or having to shovel a path for her in the snow so she could relieve herself. Thunderstorms would send her into a panic, scratching at our door in the middle of the night. Cats would never be a pet for us as my wife can't stand them. The last one I had as a college student jumped her, sinking its claws into her back right before we were about to enjoy a night of passion. Needless to say, that kind of killed the mood, particularly when the cat fled under the bed and I could not get it out. If we get another pet one day, and I think we're getting close, it will be a dog.
 
fuzzybuddy said:
There are only two kinds of people in the world. Cat people and dog people. Dog people think cat people are nuts. And they are. The reason is cat litter. First you put it in the litter pan, and magically, it's in every nook and cranny of the house. You sweep it up and it magically reappears. You buy a 10 lb. bag, but there's 25 lbs. on the floor. Your greatest fear is puncturing the trash bag on its way to the curb.
Cats don't help either. At 3:30 AM, you wake up to them scratching their way to China, after they have scratched every particle of litter out of the box. Cat people laugh at dog people when it's 5 below and the dog has to go out. But nothing beats cat urine on a warm, humid, 94 degree day.
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You are right on. Then you talk to your dog, who gives you his sad face, then walks int a bed room and goes right back to normal. The dog is thinking, "Well that face works great." The cat is different. "Bad cat. What the hell were you thinking" The cat is just thinking, "If I was larger I would kill the dog and drag him up to my perch." Instead the cat just goes out like he hasn't heard a word.
 
I've been "owned" by both. I like the "constant love" of a dog ..... not the cat who only loves me when they feel like it !

Oh yeah ...... the cat litter smell ...... UGH ! That's a memory I can't forget !
 
Toomuchstuff said:
I've been "owned" by both. I like the "constant love" of a dog ..... not the cat who only loves me when they feel like it !

Oh yeah ...... the cat litter smell ...... UGH ! That's a memory I can't forget !
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Dogs are one of the smartest animals. They read our facial expressions. They know when we don't feel good. And, you are right. They love us unconditionally. I never raise my voice to a dog. They know when I am up set, and will give the, "I'm a bad puppy face." If you say the same words over and over they will understand and respond to word commands. The one thing you do not want to do is yell at them. Just like anyone else, yelling confuses them and makes them afraid of you. I'm preaching. Sorry. Later.
 
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