Strange Cat
 

I have always known our cat Samantha was a very strange cat, but tonight she proved it beyond any doubt. A little history. Sam was a rescue cat at about 8 weeks old. Sometime during the first few months we were eating Chinese food and she went absolutely crazy over the fortune cookie. She would do just about anything to get a nibble of fortune cookie.

My theory on this is she was rescued from a Chinese restaurant and escaped the dinner pot by hiding in the fortune cookie box. This is just a theory with no other evidence then her love of the sacred cookie. Doesn't care a bit about the actual fortune, just the cookie.

But alas her strange appetite continues. A week ao we were having corn on the cob, eating out on our screened porch. A kernel of corn fell on the floor and she pounced on it and ate it with great relish. I figured it was for the butter. But no, I tried another couple kernels before the butter and the same reaction. Very strange indeed. Now tonight was the ultimate for a supposed carnivore. We had a crab and avocado salad for dinner. I had a late lunch so did not finish all of mine. We had gone inside to refill the wine glasses and came out and there was that darn cat into my left over salad. Now I know everyone is suspecting the crab, right? Wrong. She ignored the crab and was after the avocado.

So here is a cat that gets feed the best canned cat food I can find with fish, meat, chicken and other, and she would be perfectly happy with corn and avocado with a fortune cookie for dessert. What will she eat next.

Carnivore my a**.

Funny!
 

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I have a friend who dearly departed cat loved cantelope. My cat loves spaghetti sauce.

They are unusual creatures.

Cats are a lot like Women in little fur coats!

My cat, Tombstone, has become a dog since we moved here. He sits nicely with the dogs and waits for this doggie cookie. He will try to knock food off your plate. (He is huge and can stretch out and actually look to see what is on the plate.) If that does not work, he will sit on one of the dining room chairs and "talk" to us until he gets a taste of whatever we are eating. These are all new behaviors....he never did any of them in NM.

Scene at the ice cream parlor
 

"Good evening my dear sir. My name is Samantha Strange, and it's rumor amongst the feline population of the Villages is that you have the most appetizing, refreshing and delightful deserts in the area.

Now with the initial pleasantries behind us, and with my feline patience beginning to ware thin, would you with all due haste prepare me a banana split using one scoop strawberry and two scoops of vanilla; my miserable vet won't permit me to have chocolate. I also desire to have pineapple, strawberry and hot carmel toppings. Then finish it up with chopped nuts and three cherries on the top of each scoop!

Now get your sorry but into gear and snap to it. I'm getting impatient and when I get impatient my claws start getting itchy... and you don't want to find out what happens next once they've come out!"
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Very funny!

My Samanatha is Satan's sister. She too was a rescue and into one thing after another. She has been going into the rafters in my basement and pulling down pieces of insulation. She isn't eating it, just carrying it down to the basement floor and dropping it. I have no idea why or what is going on in her itty bitty kitty head.

My dog
 

My dog ate my electric razor this week so I will believe anything at this point. Your kitty and my puppy should do "lunch" sometime.

I hope you're bringing a dust pan and wisk broom when you take your dog for a walk. You never know when your dog might accidentally trim a small patch of somebodys grass!
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i'm laughin' so hard, I'm crying!!!

Samantha isn't a strange cat, she's a gourmet!

As the owner of a rescue cat myself, methinks what really would be strange... is a cat that isn't! :024:

This one could be Samantha's sister. Our's has a smaller white spot on the chest and a bigger one on her belly. Must be the black cat revenge.

She took a lot of patience on my part. She was one of my neighbor's cats. They returned her to rescue when they moved to Arizona. I was just sick about it and even though I did not need another cat, went and adopted her after 3 weeks.

The rescue did not know what they were going to do with her as she was cage aggressive. If you had stuck your fingers into her cage, she would have taken them off for you. When I got her home, she lived in my basement rafters for months. It took a long time for her to warm up to me. You would not know she was the same cat now. While she is a pistol (I have never had a cat that is this busy), she is very friendly and loving. That whole episode just knocked the snot out of her. She is mine now and going where ever I go. She has her forever home.

She is truly a beautiful cat. That shiny black fur and those beautiful gold eyes. They almost seem to glow at night.

I had one cat who would eat corn on the cob right off the cob.
Another cat was mad for ginger snaps, would try to steal them out of my mouth.
Cats are indeed strange creatures. Not totally domesticated like dogs.

Our Hershey likes potato chips but not nicely cooked leftover Talapia.

Both of our cats; Mikey, Harry and Hershey rescued us.

I have never had a cat that would eat leftover cooked fish. But they all go crazy for tuna fish out of the can. Go figure!

Tombstone is addicted to what I call Kitty Crack..dried flake bonita tuna. The pet version is ridiculously expensive; the human version not so much. I gave some to uujudy for her cat and he sits by the cabinet it is in and cries until he gets some! They love it. It is available on Amazon and probably in japanese food markets. It is used to make some kind of fish sauce.

Pickles, my old Maine coon, loved mushrooms. She would never jump on the counter for anything else but if I was slicing shrooms, there she was with one paw out to steal her piece(s). Didn't matter how many times I tossed her off, she'd always come back for more. I would have to lock her in another room until I was done slicing.

Gabby, my black brat kitty (short, compact, sturdy and this side of fat) loves broccoli. She won't jump on the counter but if I don't drop her a piece, she'll nibble my ankle until she gets hers and it has to be the "tree" end. No stalk for her!

Yes, LadyDoc got Baby Monroe hooked on the Kitty Crack. Thanks a LOT Ladydoc! ;)

Years ago we had Little Kitty (a hermaphrodite, but that's another story) who would kill for string beans. She/he would growl fiercely at me, and the claws would come out, if I tried to take a bean away from her/him. :22yikes:

I'm once again convinced that you're all partaking of some unusual juices!

My Cat is perfectly happy hanging in there until the subtleties of ownership quiet down!

SWR
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We have three cats, MamaCat (how original) and her two daughters- ET and Howie (we aren't very good at determining the sex of a kitten as can be proven by the names we have given them).
I have a tea called Valerian root that I drink when I cannot sleep. It has a funky bad cheese smell, but knocks me out everytime. As soon as the box of tea is opened, all three cats appear out of nowhere. Makes me feel like I am in the movie The Birds, with their eyes staring at me while I make my tea. MamaCat and Howie will sit close by and sniff the aroma, while ET does whatever it takes to get her face into my cup of tea.:D

You sure you aren't brewing catnip??? ;)

Sounds as if we had your cat's cousin. Rusty was almost human and the only one of our children's several cats that would sit at the kitchen table very politely with good posture and paws beneath (like in his lap) and then would slowly bring it up and stretch it across the table to the buttered toast and snatch a piece.......it didn't matter what the food was. It was so humorous that we allowed him to keep doing it...........finally had to break him of the habit. Only one other of our cats, a white deaf female cat, would eat out of her cat bowl with her claws, bringing the cat food up to her mouth.

Rusty also LOVED BENGAY and if anyone had applied it to a sore back or whatever, he would be your best buddy. He was quite a character from kittenhood on. He also knew whenever the females in the family were using the bathroom..........he would sit outside the door and then slowly put his big red paw underneath the door. Unfortunately, my hubby killed him with ant spray.....unknowingly, on Palm Sunday. He also ran over the white cat one evening returning the kids from skiing, backing up into the driveway. We do have a virtual cat cemetery and dog cemetery in our old home's backyard.

However, as humorous as all of our cats were, over the years, our Irish Setters were by far the most comical.......they would gallop through the neighborhood and bring home bags of whatever they found on neighbors back porches.........one time a fireman's hat...another time a bag of ladies undergarments. Beautiful animals but crazy.

I got a large container of catnip and I can't ever have any in peace without my cats begging for some too!
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Sooo, what you're saying is...
 

Kitty Cracked tuna and I don't care.

OMG....Doesn't your Hubby like cats? Run kitty run!!!:D

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