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So, you can only speak from a cat-person's point of view. I gotcha.
Weird. That's the first time I've ever seen the word, "sheesh" typed with a lisp.
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toldailytopic: Cats or dogs? Which makes the better pet?
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Weird. That's the first time I've ever seen the word, "sheesh" typed with a lisp.
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My impression is that it has more to do with being dominant/submissive. Dogs require a person with good leadership qualities to teach them their place and keep them there. Cats, on the other hand, are more dominant, so they tend to clash with strong personalities.
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Well, pushovers are more easily whipped into shape. :idunno:
No need. They teach themselves.
I can't stand cat.
Perhaps you're n.....
umm .. no. Forget it.
Never tried 'em. Are they easy to prepare?
You don't teach cats tricks....the cat teaches you tricks.
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Send your cat out to help protect your family against an intruder and then tell me again how "masculine" he is.
Clearly you've never met Horse.
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You don't teach cats tricks....the cat teaches you tricks.
I trained my cat in a number of ways. Some breeds are trainable in their own ways. Not in the way you would a dog, doing "tricks." But Sabrina was trained in a number of ways.
Weird. That's the first time I've ever seen the word, "sheesh" typed with a lisp.
Probably be the last too. :chuckle:
No...It's just that it takes a strong alpha male type to be the master of a cat. Whereas any.....well, sissy...can master a dog.
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Reminds me of Frankenstien (I don't know if he had a name at one time but that's what we called him). Frankenstien was a huge grey male who lived in the swamp behind my house in Jersey when I was a kid. He lived off the big mean rats who inhabited said swamp. Nobody ever got within five feet of him; but every spring he would answer the question of whether he made it though the winter by sitting himself on the fence at the end of the street for all the world to see, showing off the large scar across one side of his head (for which he was named). :think:
I think it was in reference to him that as a kid I first used the term "badass".
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Reminds me of Sabrina, except that she was just as loving as she was tough (and she was tough as nails). At the height of her career as a hunter, she would catch, kill and eat wild jackrabbits bigger than her. No joke. And at the same time, she was a wonderful lap cat, intelligent and well-mannered in the house. Fun, funny, creative (she would sing songs), etc.
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We had a cat, Smokey, that used to catch rabbits and eels. Her replacement never got to live on the farm though and used to eat peas.
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We had a cat, Smokey, that used to catch rabbits and eels. Her replacement never got to live on the farm though and used to eat peas.
Well, there you go... that's how cats get soft. Living with nothing but peas and quiet. :dunce:
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There's the wit! :chuckle:
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Reminds me of Frankenstien (I don't know if he had a name at one time but that's what we called him). Frankenstien was a huge grey male who lived in the swamp behind my house in Jersey when I was a kid. He lived off the big mean rats who inhabited said swamp. Nobody ever got within five feet of him; but every spring he would answer the question of whether he made it though the winter by sitting himself on the fence at the end of the street for all the world to see, showing off the large scar across one side of his head (for which he was named). :think:
I think it was in reference to him that as a kid I first used the term "badass".
Yeah. I heard of 'im.
He was eaten by a stray poodle the year after you last saw him on the fence.
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Yeah. I heard of 'im.
He was eaten by a stray poodle the year after you last saw him on the fence.
:think: Hmmm...It figures you would say that; you seem like a poodle person...particularly French Poodles.
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I've had both, I like both. I prefer cats.
Cats are pretty awesome.
Cats are pretty awesome.
Send your cat out to help protect your family against an intruder and then tell me again how "masculine" he is.
How masculine is a man that hides behind his dog?
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See what I mean? :idunno:
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You're right, P-diddy. I should go out there and beat that bad man with my purse.
lain:There's nothing wrong with standing behind your dog as long as the laser sight is trained where it belongs. :thumb:
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