@unksol The first is a North American Bobcat (Lynx rufus), fairly common around these parts (rural parts of SF Bay Area). Big, chunky felines, 2-3x the size of the larger domesticated cats, cute little bobtail and tufted ears. Hunts rodents, rabbits, birds mostly.
the second is a California Mountain Lion/Cougar (Puma concolor), probably a younger male, who tend to wander a lot looking to establish territory. Feeds mostly on deer, but also rabbits, rodents, gophers, quail, livestock, occasionally a human if provoked. There are a lot of deer in the area. It’s an actual lion - 3’ or more at the shoulder, 4.5’ in length, big long lion-like tail. Generally avoids human activity, unusual and maybe a bit disturbing to find one this close to the house. https://wildlife.ca.gov/Keep-Me-Wild/Lion
@unksol They are a full-on lion - second largest feline on the americas, Until you actually encounter one, you don’t realize just how large they are. I watched one walk past my Toyota Tacoma, and it’s head was above the hood.
@stolicat@unksol Once when canoeing across the state of Florida with adjudicated youth I woke up one morning to see a panther fishing off the stern of one of our canoes (boats were dragged up on shore but not completely). Seriously cool. With just a tent between us and it I was very careful to be quiet while watching and hoped no kids woke up while it was there. Unfortunately some did and their talking caused it to run off.
And Snickers? She is the original wall walker but she has gotten spooked for some reason. Basically whatchamacallit without the extra?
Takes like 3 minutes to upload every one of these… No idea why. My internet is not that slow. Hence saving one by one to avoid timeout. Anyway. There is the crew
@Kyeh whatchamacallit is a candy bar with a bunch of bits. She’s got an extra “bit” on her forehead that Snickers doesn’t.
Alexandre Dumas wrote The three musketeers.
D’artagnan is kinda greyish like a three musketeers bar interior? So the two of them make a three musketeers. Lol
This the mighty warrior Rocket, RIP, all of 7 lbs soaking wet, rescued from the mean streets of Oakland where he had suffered damage to his left eye, so he had to develop an especially powerful laser in the right
And here is Lily relaxing, Dusty doing the photobombing on the floor behind her …
@stolicat That’s a wonderful picture - first of all it’s lovely with the big beautiful calico on the colorful rug, but then that tiny face just peeking out, so sharply detailed - he almost looks photoshopped in. It’s hilarious and adorable both.
@Kidsandliz That is one of the things I loved about him. He was the perfect length that I would carry him on my arm like that and he could get his chin scratched at the same time.
@macromeh Cute. I have several boneless cats who also appear to be velcro cats when you try to move them. I’d swear they were actually liquid cats at times. One I had 20 years ago used to sleep in the bathroom sink, was hard to get out so I’d turn the water on. He’d just lie there until the sink was ready to overflow. Then he’d jump to the floor (the water must have reacted with his bones to make them solid again LOL) and do the wet cat dance. He didn’t mind water (he’d walk in the bathtub).
With a house full of cat trees and cat beds that they usually fight over, where are they now sleeping? Take a look. I tossed that by the door to throw out due to all the holes.
Here is one of the places they usually fight over (they can see out the window from on top of the dresser) but at the moment Goat Cat has possession and no one is trying to evict her.
We have a lot of cats. All with long stories. We’ve had over sixty since we got married in 1985. Most were rescued from the streets or bad situations.
Until this past July, we had eight.
Bobby - grey tabby, probably 21 years old. On medication due to high blood pressure. The vet says he’s blind. I say he’s not totally blind. He’s a real sweetheart. We took him in when my mother was no longer able to care for him.
Joey and Phoebe - brother and sister from a feral mom, born August 3, 2004
Pancho - was a kitten when we got him from the streets in 2008
Spot - breached the fencing (our modified fence keeps our cats in our yard, it has since 1994) and got into the yard. Friendly. Technically a male calico. He’s mostly red and white with a spot of black. One summer he repeatedly blocked (couldn’t pee, very, very, serious, life threatening condition). Nothing the vet recommended worked to keep him from blocking. He had surgery to remove his penis so that the opening was larger and the formation of crystals would no longer cause a blockage. He’s a big love now, heavier than ideal, but he’s happy.
Charlie - came from our vet’s office. He wasn’t properly socialized as a kitten and caused all sorts of problems with one of the tech’s cats (she’d adopted him). She asked if we’d take him. We did. Pretty cat, black and white and I wish he’d quit opening the cabinet doors in the kitchen and sleeping on our cookware (a crockpot in the very back corner is a fave).
Nooby - another fence breacher. Oddly enough, he got into our yard the night of the day when we said goodbye to one of the cats. He’d obviously been on his own for a while and the only times we’d see him would be from watching the backyard camera. He knew feeding time and would sneak out when he knew we weren’t in the yard. Took over four months before he started to trust us and let us see him. Now he’s a lovebug and an asshole. He’s always going after…
Ike - a fairly new guy. Nooby has no problem fighting another cat through the fence (which is not an easy task). But when the drop on the other side of said fence is thirty feet or so…we don’t like it. Late one night Nooby was doing his fence thing, I went outside and I thought this was a neighbor’s cat. I got him (not realizing at the time it was a him, it was 11:30 at night, dark and past my bedtime). I went to their house, they didn’t answer the door, but while I was standing there, holding him, I noticed this cat had testicles. This cat was NOT Miss Kitty. I went home, cat in arms. He was a juvenile, not so much a kitten any longer. He’s been here a couple of years and Nooby still gives him shit.
Then, July. The new kids. A total of seven. I think there’s a thread somewhere around here about them…lol
@lisaviolet The most I have ever had at one time was 8 (all strays) and have had 15 total over 33 years not counting my childhood cat that belonged to the family although we got it because I wanted one. I rehomed 5 of them (a baby, and 4 other strays two of which to this day I wish I hadn’t rehomed 2 of them as they were so loving but I couldn’t manage 8 cats at once as sweet as they were), 6 have died, and I have 4 left ranging in age from 3 to 10.5. It has taken all my will power not to take in several others I have rescued and then immediately taken to the no kill shelter I volunteer at.
@Kidsandliz The most we had at any one time was thirty-eight. That was a while back.
We wish we had kept all of Little Bit’s kittens (the 2004 kittens, she had five the first litter and we sent three of them to rescue, three the second litter, we kept all of those.
And we finally trapped her. It was September 9, 2004, a Sunday. She went to the vet’s that day, in the trap, to get spayed.
D’artagnan
Here’s a couple of the outdoor cats that hang around the house …
@stolicat I thought you just meant strays till I really looked.
@unksol yeah, not going to be putting out any kibble for these
@stolicat what are they? If I had to guess for north America a lynx and a bob cat/cougar
@unksol The first is a North American Bobcat (Lynx rufus), fairly common around these parts (rural parts of SF Bay Area). Big, chunky felines, 2-3x the size of the larger domesticated cats, cute little bobtail and tufted ears. Hunts rodents, rabbits, birds mostly.
the second is a California Mountain Lion/Cougar (Puma concolor), probably a younger male, who tend to wander a lot looking to establish territory. Feeds mostly on deer, but also rabbits, rodents, gophers, quail, livestock, occasionally a human if provoked. There are a lot of deer in the area. It’s an actual lion - 3’ or more at the shoulder, 4.5’ in length, big long lion-like tail. Generally avoids human activity, unusual and maybe a bit disturbing to find one this close to the house.
https://wildlife.ca.gov/Keep-Me-Wild/Lion
We do not provoke the lion …
@stolicat they don’t wander in northern Indiana but the second looked like a full on lion. Larger than average. Threw me lol.
@unksol They are a full-on lion - second largest feline on the americas, Until you actually encounter one, you don’t realize just how large they are. I watched one walk past my Toyota Tacoma, and it’s head was above the hood.
@stolicat the pic was enough when I zoomed in did not want to be near that guy. He’s looking lean and mean.
@stolicat @unksol Once when canoeing across the state of Florida with adjudicated youth I woke up one morning to see a panther fishing off the stern of one of our canoes (boats were dragged up on shore but not completely). Seriously cool. With just a tent between us and it I was very careful to be quiet while watching and hoped no kids woke up while it was there. Unfortunately some did and their talking caused it to run off.
Having to break them up due to very slow uploads Do not have one on my phone of the tortie, Bambi somehow.RIP.
Twixy:
New recruits Hershey
Alex? And D’artagnan the two boys. Get it?
Whatchamacallit. She has that little extra right in the forehead.
And Snickers? She is the original wall walker but she has gotten spooked for some reason. Basically whatchamacallit without the extra?
Takes like 3 minutes to upload every one of these… No idea why. My internet is not that slow. Hence saving one by one to avoid timeout. Anyway. There is the crew
@unksol Picture #2 of Kitkat and Summer is funny - the angle makes Kitkat look like a miniature!
Is Whatchamacallit the actual name?
@Kyeh whatchamacallit is a candy bar with a bunch of bits. She’s got an extra “bit” on her forehead that Snickers doesn’t.
Alexandre Dumas wrote The three musketeers.
D’artagnan is kinda greyish like a three musketeers bar interior? So the two of them make a three musketeers. Lol
Here are some more domesticated clan members:
This the mighty warrior Rocket, RIP, all of 7 lbs soaking wet, rescued from the mean streets of Oakland where he had suffered damage to his left eye, so he had to develop an especially powerful laser in the right
And here is Lily relaxing, Dusty doing the photobombing on the floor behind her …
@stolicat That’s a wonderful picture - first of all it’s lovely with the big beautiful calico on the colorful rug, but then that tiny face just peeking out, so sharply detailed - he almost looks photoshopped in. It’s hilarious and adorable both.
Life is back to normal. The only reason why there are not 4 on that cat tree is that cat #4 is still on the thing on the floor.
@Kidsandliz Sillies! They sure are pretty!
Around here, any spot that had something on it, if I clear it away, that becomes Toby’s new favorite spot.
@Kidsandliz Toby likes Meh bags, too
@Kyeh My one that died earlier this year used to chew on the handles of these.
Mr. Bones playing the role Mehster Bones.
Sadly he has moved on.
@yakkoTDI It is amazing to me how they just drape themselves over things.
@Kidsandliz That is one of the things I loved about him. He was the perfect length that I would carry him on my arm like that and he could get his chin scratched at the same time.
@Kidsandliz @yakkoTDI I love when cats do that too. Mr. Boneless.
McGee AKA “Wishbone SoulPatch”
Molly The Amazing Boneless Cat
@macromeh Cute. I have several boneless cats who also appear to be velcro cats when you try to move them. I’d swear they were actually liquid cats at times. One I had 20 years ago used to sleep in the bathroom sink, was hard to get out so I’d turn the water on. He’d just lie there until the sink was ready to overflow. Then he’d jump to the floor (the water must have reacted with his bones to make them solid again LOL) and do the wet cat dance. He didn’t mind water (he’d walk in the bathtub).
With a house full of cat trees and cat beds that they usually fight over, where are they now sleeping? Take a look. I tossed that by the door to throw out due to all the holes.
Here is one of the places they usually fight over (they can see out the window from on top of the dresser) but at the moment Goat Cat has possession and no one is trying to evict her.
Also if you like kittens you should go look at Lisa’s
https://meh.com/forum/topics/baby-kitten-day#614440373c4b88001c350ece
We have a lot of cats. All with long stories. We’ve had over sixty since we got married in 1985. Most were rescued from the streets or bad situations.
Until this past July, we had eight.
Bobby - grey tabby, probably 21 years old. On medication due to high blood pressure. The vet says he’s blind. I say he’s not totally blind. He’s a real sweetheart. We took him in when my mother was no longer able to care for him.
Joey and Phoebe - brother and sister from a feral mom, born August 3, 2004
Pancho - was a kitten when we got him from the streets in 2008
Spot - breached the fencing (our modified fence keeps our cats in our yard, it has since 1994) and got into the yard. Friendly. Technically a male calico. He’s mostly red and white with a spot of black. One summer he repeatedly blocked (couldn’t pee, very, very, serious, life threatening condition). Nothing the vet recommended worked to keep him from blocking. He had surgery to remove his penis so that the opening was larger and the formation of crystals would no longer cause a blockage. He’s a big love now, heavier than ideal, but he’s happy.
Charlie - came from our vet’s office. He wasn’t properly socialized as a kitten and caused all sorts of problems with one of the tech’s cats (she’d adopted him). She asked if we’d take him. We did. Pretty cat, black and white and I wish he’d quit opening the cabinet doors in the kitchen and sleeping on our cookware (a crockpot in the very back corner is a fave).
Nooby - another fence breacher. Oddly enough, he got into our yard the night of the day when we said goodbye to one of the cats. He’d obviously been on his own for a while and the only times we’d see him would be from watching the backyard camera. He knew feeding time and would sneak out when he knew we weren’t in the yard. Took over four months before he started to trust us and let us see him. Now he’s a lovebug and an asshole. He’s always going after…
Ike - a fairly new guy. Nooby has no problem fighting another cat through the fence (which is not an easy task). But when the drop on the other side of said fence is thirty feet or so…we don’t like it. Late one night Nooby was doing his fence thing, I went outside and I thought this was a neighbor’s cat. I got him (not realizing at the time it was a him, it was 11:30 at night, dark and past my bedtime). I went to their house, they didn’t answer the door, but while I was standing there, holding him, I noticed this cat had testicles. This cat was NOT Miss Kitty. I went home, cat in arms. He was a juvenile, not so much a kitten any longer. He’s been here a couple of years and Nooby still gives him shit.
Then, July. The new kids. A total of seven. I think there’s a thread somewhere around here about them…lol
@lisaviolet The most I have ever had at one time was 8 (all strays) and have had 15 total over 33 years not counting my childhood cat that belonged to the family although we got it because I wanted one. I rehomed 5 of them (a baby, and 4 other strays two of which to this day I wish I hadn’t rehomed 2 of them as they were so loving but I couldn’t manage 8 cats at once as sweet as they were), 6 have died, and I have 4 left ranging in age from 3 to 10.5. It has taken all my will power not to take in several others I have rescued and then immediately taken to the no kill shelter I volunteer at.
@lisaviolet Of course your cat
baitnip garden probably give major incentive with respect to ingenuity for getting in your backyard I’d imagine.@Kidsandliz Catnip. Food. Fresh water.
@Kidsandliz The most we had at any one time was thirty-eight. That was a while back.
We wish we had kept all of Little Bit’s kittens (the 2004 kittens, she had five the first litter and we sent three of them to rescue, three the second litter, we kept all of those.
And we finally trapped her. It was September 9, 2004, a Sunday. She went to the vet’s that day, in the trap, to get spayed.
Then we kept her.
You definitely have your hands full
I expect no one to respond to these names. But vet forms must be coming eventually. So might as well lean in