Dogs or cats? Let's have a heavenly argument! 😇
This was a tangent on another thread.
So - which are better in every way, dogs or cats?
No @Gamma Gamaliel - style 'both/and' allowed! 😂
So - which are better in every way, dogs or cats?
No @Gamma Gamaliel - style 'both/and' allowed! 😂
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Dogs are too malleable. When did you last hear of a 130 lb domestic cat capable of killing someone? Or packs of cats turning on animals or people?
Ted, the Cavapoo provides all the fun and Tatze, the Labrador provides all the cuddles.
Mr Boogs dislikes cats so we've only ever had one cat which I sneaked in. She had one kitten, which Mr Boogs loved. I foolishly rehomed him. (The kitten, not Mr Boogs!) or he'd be a cat person now, I think. But we had two little boys, a dog, a cat and a rabbit - so to add a kitten seemed too much at the time.
If I were forced to choose I'd choose dogs. I love my long dog walks every morning. 🐾🙂
This is very true -
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My Ted is a terror for chasing cats, I'm not sure both would work here. 🤔
I've had cats and dogs at the same time that got along perfectly, playing together and curling up together in front of the fire.
And she is very skilled; she climbs trees like a monkey, falls out of them like a stone, and then twists and lands on her feet like a gymnast.
I was firmly and unalterably Team Canine into my mid-40s, or so I thought. Then a cat came to live with us. I am now convinced that both a dog and a cat are necessary for harmonic balance in the home.
We were at the stage of no animals in the house, our children being in positions to take the animals we were “boarding” for them. We have begun to remedy the situation; a month ago, a 4- or 5-month old kitten cake to live with us. We figure we’ll let him get settled and then have our summer in the mountains, and then get a dog in the fall. Then all will be right again.
In the meantime, it turns out the kitten loves to play Fetch.
Here, but was not intending to post. It doesn’t seem worth arguing about. (But glad to see so many cat people…)
Indeed. Ours had a deceased vole in its mouth this morning. Short tailed rather than water.
just beautiful!
Darllenwr’s family had wire haired dachshunds, so he is really more a dog person but has come round to cats!
Pretending she loves me hard
But the very minute I go to my bed
Pussy runs out in the yard
And there she stays till the morning-light
So I know it is only pretend
But Binkie, he snores at my feet all night,
And he is my Firstest Friend!
Rudyard Kipling
She reminds me a little of our calico. Her first instinct in every new situation is to hide, and it’s impossible to hold her for more than 10 seconds (let alone pick her up) unless you’re a professional. But she also demands her morning and evening scritches and is extremely adept at stealing sushi from the table when no one is looking. She can be quite cuddly when she thinks she is safe which is ideally when the human is lying down (or at least sitting down). Her brother is much more chill - he is a cat who likes his comforts.
I grew up with dogs (Samoyeds) and will always be very fond of them. My wife got her first cat shortly before we started dating and we’ve had cats ever since.
I am one of those cat lovers who is extremely allergic to them! I have been taking allergy injections for almost eight years. They are worth it! I just have grandkitties now, but am glad to have very few dramatic symptoms anymore.
I was attacked by a large dog when I was still in diapers and though I don't have any memory of it, the fear and distrust of dogs was hardwired into me that early.
I know dogs are lovable and beloved by so many, it seems like everyone in Andalucia has one, and many wander about with no permanent address but they are not my cup of tea. And that old saw about "don't trust someone who doesn't like dogs" is just bull.
Cats, on the other hand, are just little fluff balls of delight. I love how they decide if they want my attention or not. I never take it personally when they ignore me and feel like I was chosen by God when they don't.
AFF
I would hate to have responsibility for a dog.
The short haired one is definitely not as smart, but loves a good cuddle first thing in the morning and late in the afternoon as well as recognising the ruffle of the cheese packet and lining up for titbits.
Sadly two cats of my youth were hit by cars as no one ever thought of containing their pets in the 70's and 80's, our current cats are kept inside and walked on leads to protect local birdlife.
We have a lot of dog walkers in our area, unfortunately not all bring bags with them for their pooches deposits, which is frustrating to me.
Cheery husband's favourite cat is one that used to like to ride on his shoulders as he did jobs around the place. My favourite childhood cat was one that liked to have the last half inch of an icecream cone. He always pulled a face as he licked the icecream, but he never refused one if it was offered!
I've never felt I understood dogs and since I was bitten by one at the end of last year I've been scared of them.
Mr Nen doesn't like cats, partly due to his experience of his family owning one when he was a child and they had to don thick gloves in order to put the cat out at night (don't ask me why the cat couldn't have stayed in... :rolleyes:). He did have aspirations about owning a dog if/when we move house until I put a stop to them after the dog-biting incident.
Nenlet2 and his fiancé, however, own two cats so I do kind of have grandkittens.
Cats is clearly the correct answer. I do know a number of friendly examples of the smelly drooling D creature, and they're pleasant enough in an "affectionate idiot" sort of sense, but I wouldn't want to give houseroom to one of the things, and having to guarantee to walk it, to let it out to relieve itself, and all that on a consistent basis is just a chore.
Mrs. Gramps grew up with cats. Never had a dog. When we bought a house wit a fenced in back yard, the two oldest kids took it on their own to purchase a dog. Daughter was 18 so she signed the contract. Son was 16 so he named the dog, Romeo. Nancy was surprised at how much personality he had. He thrived on exercise. Two walks a day, but since we had four kids, not that much of a problem. Loved to run--a bit of a downfall with him. If we left the front screen unlocked, he was gone in a flash.
My hypothesis, considering the vote so far, is that those who have voted for cats today either have never had a dog or are not in a place where they can keep a dog. Our backyard really helped.
Current cat is bossy. Yells a lot. She is really a tabby, but somewhere in the genes there must have been a Siamese or two. Not my animal. When Mrs Gramps is home Maggie will sleep with her on her side of the bed. When Mrs. Gramps is gone, she will sleep somewhere else in the house. Today, she wanted me to wake up at 0430. It is relatively warm this morning, so she wanted to go outside. But do you think I could get back to sleep?
I think I will take Mr. Kipling's advise tonight. Supposed to be quite warm. If she wants to go out this evening, she can stay out there until the morn.
In other words, we have had both. I prefer a dog over a cat.
My late father would have fitted the "felicidal gardener" description; he kept a pellet gun to scare them off. I have no idea if any of the pellets reached their target ... 😳
I love other people's dogs, especially if they're West Highland terriers; I can take cats or leave them (although I grew quite fond of the cat whose staff we were when we did a house-sit for some friends in Canada).
My dad threw small rocks at cats to drive them off until he discovered that they hunted the gophers who were destroying so many newly planted things.
Dogs have to be licensed and controlled. They aren't always. Wild dogs attack livestock, but at least most of them (the dogs I mean) are native in the form of dingoes.
We have a German Shepherd, the great-granddaughter of our last GSD. She's only wild when @Clarence comes home from Uni. And two cockatiels, they go wild if their veg isn't fresh.
None come in our garden because Ted chases them out. But they say hello to me when I go out at the front without the dogs. Basil - next door's black cat - is my favourite. He's very chatty and loves a fuss. 🐾🙂