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Things That Make You Go “Hmmm”

Would one still refer to a Sphinx kitty as a “furkid”?

A few years ago at the local cat show, Travis and I had the once in a lifetime opportunity to interact with one. He was the most personable cat! He actually looked a lot like Oswald – all eyes and curiosity. Petting him was like touching the softest low-loft velvet you can imagine. He wasn’t completely hairless, like I’d thought he would be. To be honest, I’d a little worried that it would feel like petting a human baby. (Eep!) The skin/fur reminded me of Italian Greyhound fur. Very cool!

I have to say (no, I really have to), I’d like to adopt an adult one day. I mean, look at that face.

Do you have a Sphinx? What do you love about them? What drives you straight up the wall? I’d love to see a pic, if you have any you’d like to share. :)

If you want to see some in person, the Cat Show in Boise will be March 17 & 18th, this year.

Fun With Language

Do you know someone who’s afraid of cats?  They have ailurophobia. Cats love these people.  Cats tend to be able to drive ailurophobes across the room by their mere presence, and the cats get drunk on the power of it.  Or something like that.

What about an extreme love of cats?  I think it’s safe to say more than one person suffers (?) from ailurophilia (or aelurophilia, which is more fun to spell).  Conversely, many cats will avoid people who try too hard.  Cats appreciate a little aloofness.  I think they find it fascinating to be ignored.  Ignore a cat, and you’ll soon have them sitting in your lap or perched beside you.

When Cats Eat Weird Things

Since adopting our boy kitty, Jayne, “What did he just eat??” has become a common refrain around our house. It doesn’t seem to matter how obsessive we are about locking up small items and vacuuming frequently, he somehow manages to find something inappropriate to eat. His definition of edible is anything that fits in his mouth. We’ve been lucky in his choices, so far, because we’ve only had to visit the vet once. She found small bits of fabric-like blue plastic. We still have no idea what it could have been.

When Jayne was a kitten, we were warned that most male kitties under 18 months eat things that aren’t traditionally considered food. We really looked forward to his growing out of it. Unfortunately, at three years old, we have to come to grips that it probably isn’t just a stage. So we keep the house clean, all small objects safely stowed, and warn everyone who comes into our house not to leave out anything small. Pretend he’s a toddler who stuffs everything in his mouth.

In doing a little research, we found out that the name for his compulsion is pica.

Most of the time, his behavior is harmless if bizarre. He lies on his back and kicks at the carpet on the stairs in our house. Then he eats the carpet fibers he’s kicked free. Our stairs are going bald. We have yet to figure out a way to stop him that works. Luckily, he seems to have a digestive system of steel. We’ll be replacing the carpet in our house with laminate as soon as we can.

Then there was the heart-stopping time he tried to eat a pin. I was working on a quilt, with the pieces pinned together. Jayne dashed up, snatched a pin right out of the quilt, and bolted from the room. I dropped everything and put Olympic sprinters to shame running him down. He actually fought me for the pin. Now all sewing is done safely behind closed doors.

For the most part, he’s a sweet and happy cat, but the pica is frustrating and occasionally scary.

Pica can be very dangerous to a cat. All it takes is a little ribbon, a hair tie, a string… It’s very important to keep these things out of reach of cats, as even cats without pica may eat them. Small toys should be played with only under supervision. If you wouldn’t give it to a three-year-old child, don’t give it to your cat. If you catch your cat eating something that will cause digestive troubles or poisoning, please take it to the vet as soon as possible.

While Jayne has been given a clean bill of health, pica can indicate underlying medical conditions. It’s a good idea to talk with your vet if your cat seems to have it.

In the meantime, it looks like it’s time for me to break out the vacuum again to pick up dislodged carpet fibers. It’s a good thing he’s sweet.

Toes You Can Really Count On

Cats normally have five toes on each of their front paws, and four on each of their back paws. Occasionally, cats show up who are more gifted in the toe department than others. Cats with extra toes are called polydactyl, meaning “many fingers/toes.” It tends to be caused by excessive inbreeding. So if your cat calls its parents “Uncle Dad” and “Aunt Mom,” it probably has extra toes. Such cats are also sometimes called “Hemingway Cats” or “Hemingway’s Cats.”

Ernest Hemingway was a big fan of cats and kept quite a colony at his home. Currently there are about sixty cats at what was his home, and half of them are polydactyl. They are, at least some of them, descendents of a six-toed cat he was given by a ship’s captain.

Polydactyly doesn’t seem to slow down most cats, and many find it a distinct advantage. More than one wily kitty, born with what amounts to a thumb or two, learns to open cabinets and doors. Be thankful they don’t all have thumbs, or they would have long since learned to open food cans for themselves.

Tabby Lore

Tabby cats have traditionally been given names that begin with the letter “M.” If you look at a Tabby’s head, they all have an M stamped neatly on their forehead.

There are a few legends that attempt to explain this mysterious marking. One is that Mary blessed all cats when one compassionate tabby crawled into the manger to help keep baby Jesus warm. Another is that Mohammed had a favorite tabby who saved his life by killing a snake that would have bitten him. It’s said Mohammed cut the sleeve off his jacket when his cat fell asleep on it, rather than disturb the slumbering feline.

In any case, as any tabby owner could tell you, there is definitely something special about these beautifully striped little beasties.