More of kitty!
Sep. 26th, 2010 04:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)

Remember that collar, by the way - he took it off on day 3 or so and BURIED it. We can't find it.
So, we've now had Angus for almost a month. And you could, if you wanted to, put all these pictures into chronological order by counting the ribs visible in each.

Angus has good taste in books. And laps.


"What do you mean, rainbow is not gangsta?"


I'm actually pretty sure he made the giant piles of blankets himself.

"WHY is there a dog in my spot?"

"Halo, yes, it's a halo. Really."



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Date: 2010-09-26 08:17 pm (UTC)Aw cute!
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Date: 2010-09-26 10:55 pm (UTC)Tip: Sleep on top of the dog. It's warm, and he'll be so confused that he won't move. Try it.
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Date: 2010-09-27 12:37 am (UTC)I still remember the look on his face when we kidnapped him off the streets (http://ali-in-london.livejournal.com/248755.html) and installed him in our spare room (after shooing our two resident cats out the way). The "this is a nice hotel" look.
By the sound of your previous posts, you've got plenty of people around you who'll advise you about cat adoption, but I'll add in my anec-data anyway.
The main problem we've had so far have been about food.
Specifically this is an expectation problem: despite growing up with cats I'd only ever actually been responsible for two cats in my adult life. Those two were adopted from friends (who were emigrating) who'd had them since kitten and so those cats had never seen a day of hardship in their lives. The attitude towards food for them has always been "oh hey food, well I guess I'll have a few mouthfuls and come back later".
This is in stark contrast to Jasper, who's attitude to food is more "ohgodsfoodeatitall". He went from about 4kg to over 6kg before we twigged that him pestering for food was not a good indication of him actually being hungry, just of him getting while the getting's good.
But it sounds like Angus is still at the stage where generosity with the food is definitely the order of the day. Hope all works out for you - I can say with absolutely certainly that it's worth it.
(also, hey - random lurker here. Hello, and your posts are cool.)
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Date: 2010-09-27 12:43 am (UTC)Angus is actually getting to a healthy weight now. He was starving when
So we've put him on a slightly restricted diet and he's only getting a little more than what he needs, not what he asks for, and we're weighing him regularly.
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Date: 2010-09-28 01:55 am (UTC)*splortch*
Ahem. That was my cute gland exploding. Sorry about the mess. :P
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Date: 2010-09-28 02:49 am (UTC)One of my parents' cats is not a collar wearing cat*. We learned this after he entered a cat carrier wearing a (polyester maybe?) collar, and upon reaching our destination a couple hours later, coming out with nary a collar in sight. We figured out what happened to the collar after we found the buckle, and only the buckle, in the bottom of the carrier. I guess it wasn't as tasty.
* He's a neutered indoor cat, tattooed, chipped and rather not a fan of actually being outdoors, so I'm not too worried.
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Date: 2010-09-28 03:11 pm (UTC)I laugh, because our first Siamese did the same thing with her collar at about the same time into her tenure with us. We found it when we were moving out, carefully inserted behind a bookcase.
Angus looks very happy. Sometimes I think rescue cats are thinking something like, "I have to have died, so this must be heaven. And therefore everything exists for my pleasure and the bald monkeys must be my servants."
My two certainly seem to think so, anyway.
My turtles have arrived from Seattle after flying to DC with what seems to be a similar attitude. They have always been shy, in a map turtle-standard sort of way, and now they're bundles of turtle love--they greet us, beg to be hand-fed, follow us around, and ask to be tickled and scratched. The friend who was babysitting them says, "Huh? They didn't do that with me." My theory is that they so hated being shipped here that they either figure they're dead and this is heaven, or they think nothing worse could ever happen to them and everything's uphill from there. (They've lived with me since they were the size of quarters, so their experience of the world is not exactly vast.)