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		<title>By: Bach-us</title>
		<link>http://www.feministe.us/blog/archives/2009/01/27/deep-thought-of-the-night/#comment-223844</link>
		<dc:creator>Bach-us</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 15:12:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My one cat likes to play with used q-tips. One time my mother had her hearing aids out and he picked one of them up and carried it around in his mouth. I guess it smelled like &quot;toy&quot; to him.

My other cat is sweet and cuddly, but he likes to be held like a baby. Right away when I get home. Until my arms get tired (he weighs 20 pounds). And then some more.

I love them beyond all reason or understanding.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My one cat likes to play with used q-tips. One time my mother had her hearing aids out and he picked one of them up and carried it around in his mouth. I guess it smelled like &#8220;toy&#8221; to him.</p>
<p>My other cat is sweet and cuddly, but he likes to be held like a baby. Right away when I get home. Until my arms get tired (he weighs 20 pounds). And then some more.</p>
<p>I love them beyond all reason or understanding.</p>
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		<title>By: atalised</title>
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		<dc:creator>atalised</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 09:33:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i&#039;m at work. i miss my cats.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i&#8217;m at work. i miss my cats.</p>
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		<title>By: Harrison</title>
		<link>http://www.feministe.us/blog/archives/2009/01/27/deep-thought-of-the-night/#comment-223821</link>
		<dc:creator>Harrison</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 08:26:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Having been owned by two cats for the better part of 15 years, I can say that they bounce between utterly bat--- insane and adorable, loving and mellow. Our female is currently sleeping on her bed--one of them--as I write this, curled up with her head resting on her tail. The cuteness rays are shooting out of her and bouncing all over the room. When she&#039;s not asleep she likes to play games like, Let&#039;s Stand In The Middle Of The Room And Yowl For No Apparent Reason, Let&#039;s Just Hang Out On The Couch While Mom and Dad Watch TV, Let&#039;s Run From Room To Room at 800 Miles Per Hour, Stopping Only To Stare Fixedly At Mom And Dad Like They Grew Extra Arms and Let&#039;s Jump On The Nearest Lap, Purr Like Mad And Demand Attention.

Our male is big and stupid and utterly sweet. He sleeps most of the time, preferably snuggled up with me or my wife. Our vet said at one point, &quot;As they get older, they&#039;ll sleep more.&quot; Our reaction was, &quot;More than what?&quot; During his infrequent waking hours, he likes to claim laps, purr and lick faces.

And that was way more than anyone wanted to know. We are obviously crazy about these little Martians.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Having been owned by two cats for the better part of 15 years, I can say that they bounce between utterly bat&#8212; insane and adorable, loving and mellow. Our female is currently sleeping on her bed&#8211;one of them&#8211;as I write this, curled up with her head resting on her tail. The cuteness rays are shooting out of her and bouncing all over the room. When she&#8217;s not asleep she likes to play games like, Let&#8217;s Stand In The Middle Of The Room And Yowl For No Apparent Reason, Let&#8217;s Just Hang Out On The Couch While Mom and Dad Watch TV, Let&#8217;s Run From Room To Room at 800 Miles Per Hour, Stopping Only To Stare Fixedly At Mom And Dad Like They Grew Extra Arms and Let&#8217;s Jump On The Nearest Lap, Purr Like Mad And Demand Attention.</p>
<p>Our male is big and stupid and utterly sweet. He sleeps most of the time, preferably snuggled up with me or my wife. Our vet said at one point, &#8220;As they get older, they&#8217;ll sleep more.&#8221; Our reaction was, &#8220;More than what?&#8221; During his infrequent waking hours, he likes to claim laps, purr and lick faces.</p>
<p>And that was way more than anyone wanted to know. We are obviously crazy about these little Martians.</p>
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		<title>By: Ishtar</title>
		<link>http://www.feministe.us/blog/archives/2009/01/27/deep-thought-of-the-night/#comment-223817</link>
		<dc:creator>Ishtar</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 07:37:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Elisabeth

I&#039;d forgotten about the vomiting. 

My cat would lurch around, vomiting over everything, with me following in distress and wailing &quot;No no! Not there! Get away from the bed!&quot;. Once she was done she&#039;d look up at me for a few seconds with a &quot;Did you say something?&quot; expression and then wander off as if nothing had happened. Though she&#039;d return a few moments later to watch with great interest as I cleaned up her mess.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Elisabeth</p>
<p>I&#8217;d forgotten about the vomiting. </p>
<p>My cat would lurch around, vomiting over everything, with me following in distress and wailing &#8220;No no! Not there! Get away from the bed!&#8221;. Once she was done she&#8217;d look up at me for a few seconds with a &#8220;Did you say something?&#8221; expression and then wander off as if nothing had happened. Though she&#8217;d return a few moments later to watch with great interest as I cleaned up her mess.</p>
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		<title>By: RacyT</title>
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		<dc:creator>RacyT</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 07:31:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh Lauren... just kidding. You need to know also that &quot;cat lady&quot; and &quot;crazy&quot; do not necessarily belong together. I think &quot;crazy cat lady&quot; actually starts sometime around where you have six litter boxes or something. You don&#039;t really have to go around pitching cats like the lady on the Simpsons... ;-D</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh Lauren&#8230; just kidding. You need to know also that &#8220;cat lady&#8221; and &#8220;crazy&#8221; do not necessarily belong together. I think &#8220;crazy cat lady&#8221; actually starts sometime around where you have six litter boxes or something. You don&#8217;t really have to go around pitching cats like the lady on the Simpsons&#8230; ;-D</p>
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		<title>By: AshKW</title>
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		<dc:creator>AshKW</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 21:04:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well, my kitten, at eight months, certainly fits the bill. To make matters worse, she&#039;s Siamese. We have to hide the tall kitchen trash can in the closet at night, or she knocks it over and delights in destroying everything in sight. 

She also chews on Kleenex, drags my used tampon applicators around the house and uses them as chew toys, and enjoys nothing quite so much as climbing up my very nice blackout curtains in the bedroom, only to let out a blood-curdling meow at 3 a.m. because she feels she needs attention. 

The other three (yes, I have four cats, and yes, I know I&#039;m a crazy cat lady) are fortunately a bit older and more mature, at two years old at minimum. But that doesn&#039;t stop Casanova from helping her in her &quot;trash fishing&quot; escapades. *Sigh* I keep telling my kitten it&#039;s a good thing she&#039;s so frigging adorable...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, my kitten, at eight months, certainly fits the bill. To make matters worse, she&#8217;s Siamese. We have to hide the tall kitchen trash can in the closet at night, or she knocks it over and delights in destroying everything in sight. </p>
<p>She also chews on Kleenex, drags my used tampon applicators around the house and uses them as chew toys, and enjoys nothing quite so much as climbing up my very nice blackout curtains in the bedroom, only to let out a blood-curdling meow at 3 a.m. because she feels she needs attention. </p>
<p>The other three (yes, I have four cats, and yes, I know I&#8217;m a crazy cat lady) are fortunately a bit older and more mature, at two years old at minimum. But that doesn&#8217;t stop Casanova from helping her in her &#8220;trash fishing&#8221; escapades. *Sigh* I keep telling my kitten it&#8217;s a good thing she&#8217;s so frigging adorable&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Intransigentia</title>
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		<dc:creator>Intransigentia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 18:29:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>re. 3AM growling squeaking running up and down the walls like Trinity in &lt;i&gt;The Matrix&lt;/i&gt; - if you think spaying is going to help, my experience with my 10-year-old cat is, no.  She does it less over the last couple years, but certainly hasn&#039;t stopped.  

On the bright side, I have finally found an actual use for kitties.  When you&#039;re wanting to cut out fabric and they want to roll all over the crinkly tissue paper pattern , if you have time, let them do it to their hearts&#039; content.  They will make the paper so staticky you&#039;ll barely need pins to keep it in place on the fabric.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>re. 3AM growling squeaking running up and down the walls like Trinity in <i>The Matrix</i> &#8211; if you think spaying is going to help, my experience with my 10-year-old cat is, no.  She does it less over the last couple years, but certainly hasn&#8217;t stopped.  </p>
<p>On the bright side, I have finally found an actual use for kitties.  When you&#8217;re wanting to cut out fabric and they want to roll all over the crinkly tissue paper pattern , if you have time, let them do it to their hearts&#8217; content.  They will make the paper so staticky you&#8217;ll barely need pins to keep it in place on the fabric.</p>
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		<title>By: Jill</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jill</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 15:44:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;blockquote&gt;My little darlings (grrr) hate tap water and will only drink Dasani.&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.commondreams.org/headlines04/0304-04.htm&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Heh&lt;/a&gt;.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p>My little darlings (grrr) hate tap water and will only drink Dasani.</p></blockquote>
<p><a href="http://www.commondreams.org/headlines04/0304-04.htm" rel="nofollow">Heh</a>.</p>
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		<title>By: ACG</title>
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		<dc:creator>ACG</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 15:42:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;blockquote&gt;My little darlings (grrr) hate tap water and will only drink Dasani.&lt;/blockquote&gt;

My stepcat Harvey doesn&#039;t drink anything &lt;i&gt;but&lt;/i&gt; tap water - straight from the tap, at a certain rate of trickle. We spent $90 on a recirculating waterfall kitty fountain so we wouldn&#039;t be running the tap all day, and he couldn&#039;t care less. It has to be in the sink, preferably in the downstairs bathroom, and if you happen to be on the can at the time he makes his demand, you&#039;re still obliged to get that tap going post-haste or suffer his wrath.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p>My little darlings (grrr) hate tap water and will only drink Dasani.</p></blockquote>
<p>My stepcat Harvey doesn&#8217;t drink anything <i>but</i> tap water &#8211; straight from the tap, at a certain rate of trickle. We spent $90 on a recirculating waterfall kitty fountain so we wouldn&#8217;t be running the tap all day, and he couldn&#8217;t care less. It has to be in the sink, preferably in the downstairs bathroom, and if you happen to be on the can at the time he makes his demand, you&#8217;re still obliged to get that tap going post-haste or suffer his wrath.</p>
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		<title>By: William</title>
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		<dc:creator>William</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 15:31:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ahh, but when ET freaked out he never tried to pounce onto the bed, realized he&#039;d landed on a head, and then pounce off, leaving one of the kids with a bloody slash pattern on their neck and face reminiscent of a Tijuana knife fight&#039;s aftermath. Thats what my charming little darling did a couple of weeks ago.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ahh, but when ET freaked out he never tried to pounce onto the bed, realized he&#8217;d landed on a head, and then pounce off, leaving one of the kids with a bloody slash pattern on their neck and face reminiscent of a Tijuana knife fight&#8217;s aftermath. Thats what my charming little darling did a couple of weeks ago.</p>
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