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Maisie reigns alone here. It seems most of you have at least two. I would love to have another cat but the reason Maisie came here was that she disliked other cats. I think though that if it was possible for me to have a second that I would get a rescue puss ;there are so many looking for homes
We only have one Maine Coon, but we do have a 6 month old Moggy and a Bengal Kitten who will be coming home when he's old enough. Darcy (the MC) gets alone very well with other pets as long as we introduce them slowly and carefully. And she likes the kittens until they try to play with her LOL
I've only got one, but believe me she's enough of a handful! I'd love to have two, but I don't think there's a) enough space on my bed - and it's a super kingsize! and b) I'm not sure I could cope with being tripped up by two dedicated followers of me :)
Yes we just have one, but I am at home all day and he has the girls to 'play with' in the evenings and weekends! He seems very happy and content though.
We serve two MC's now - was only supposed to be one, but a) they're such an addictive breed that we both wanted a second one and b) we hated the idea of Freyja being lonely during the day as we're both out to work. Best thing we ever did was to get a second one, although it took a very stressful 3 weeks of hissing, growling and sulking before we came to that conclusion as Freyja did NOT like sharing the attention (or the whiskas) with Wicca to begin with. I suspect in reality, whilst Freyja is clearly very fond of Wicca, she would just as easily be a one-cat household so we'll stick with just two. If you know Maisie has a history of not getting on with other cats, it might (sadly) be best to steer clear; we had to seriously contemplate the prospect of taking Wicca back due to Freyja's reaction and it would have been heart breaking as she'd got her little paws round both our hearts within a few hours. And seeing Freyja so unhappy was really hard too, so my advice is to think really carefully before you do anything.:smile:
I also have just one MC, my second. We have three moggies in the house, so there is plenty of companionship.
I was planning to get just one, but the breeder told me that my future kitty had a sister, and they are big "buddies"; he offered a discount on a second kitten.
At first I declined, but in 1 week changed my mind with some fears that I may be overwhelmed by two of them. I am so glad I got two! They have quite different personalities but really care about each other( the "buddies" idea was not a seller's trick)
One of the arguments the breeder used was that most of his kittens when sold in pairs to couples, agree between themselves who they want to bond with, husband or wife.
My husband and I were watching them through their "toddlers" stage trying to determine
"who is going to be My cat" Anastasia (smokey-blue with color points) bonded with me, and blond bombshell Ariella with my husband. At night they switch places and for unknown reasons Ariella sleeps next to me, while Anastasia is snoring next to my husband. Yes, we have California King bed but often feel squished when cats decide to stretch across the bed.:rofl::rofl:
How true Halcyon. We also only planned to get one MC kitten, as we had 2 moggies at the time. But while at the breeder's I fell for Larry's brother, a gorgeous black smoke baby, and couldn't get him out of my mind even though Larry was wonderful. Unfortunately Monty was reserved by someone else, but then luckily for us it fell through. So we ended up with the two of them, and they are the best of mates. Monty is very much 'my' cat, (in fact he's a proper mummy's boy) and the OH is head-over-heels into Larry. But they are both affectionate with both of us.
Our breeder said to us on our first meeting, most people who have one kitten come back for another one at some stage. For us, it was one week later! Is this a record??
Nope. No record. Well, yes maybe. I went to visit "my" litter, picked the two boys but played with and took photos of them all. I got home, (this is a Saturday evening) looked at the photos, saw a little angel face staring at me and phoned back on Sunday to take Bertie too. So, from 2 to 3 in 24 hours...Quote:
Originally Posted by Howlinbob
I only have one ( i was supposed to have two but unfortunately one became weak and sick and died before i could take him home).
I found him a little moggy friend to keep him company as i am away at work during the day and i'm so glad i did, as they're the best of friends, always getting up to mischief together :rofl:
Peter, I guess you take the prize....:LOL:Quote:
Originally Posted by Peter Galbavy
We went from one to two in minutes {still not so bad as Peter ending up with three}
I went to see Shimba & Welly came & sat by me just staring,breeder said he wants to come with you as well,hubby was washing his hands at that point,when he came in Welly went straight to him & told him he was the one,which hubby believed until I said no I am holding ours,rest is history but so pleased that he did choose to belong to us along with his bruv.....
No, sorry, Jackie is the winner! :nod:Quote:
Originally Posted by jckkerrison
I know it is the fastest a few hundred extra pounds left my pocket,even trying hard itQuote:
Originally Posted by Howlinbob
normally takes a bit longer....
Well - it goes like this
I started with 1 - Sarah
I then just had to have another - Zack
I have just organised to get the 3rd - "Boris" He is a black and white and I will get him in a couple of months. The Breeders are going to do a couple of shows with him then he will come over for me to show.
Here he is after he had been playing in his tray.
My mother thought he was an unusual colour - I had to explain it was just 'dirt'
This will make 4 in total as I have an 8yr old DLH as well
You just cant seem to stay at 1 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
just love the grubby kitty, what a really cute MC
Boris is a cutie Heather,I am sure he will do well on the show circuit,how did the breeder manage to get him white again{although it does make you giggle to see his innocent expression} I end up in tears when Welly gets his back socks looking like that the day before a show.....
After reading how you came to tot up your numbers I think I now know why I can't soften hubby up to go back to six in number.
1st Adult retired breeding queen. RIP
2nd Baby a year later ,because as you rightly said one MC not enough.
3rd Baby flat chested sis to one above needing good home out of next same mating,it
was hubby who said yes to her but as she turned out half pint size & adorable so pleased that she joined us.
4th Baby who was of colour & pattern that I had wanted for over four years.He came
& joined us & turned out huge so in size made up for the smallness of half pint.
5th Baby,three years later due to 4th babe retiring from show scene but as stated
6th Baby within minutes of 5th.
Now here is where I think I shot myself in the foot,after having the two together I said that how I wish I had done it that way before because it was so much fun watching them both & IF EVER we had anymore would luv to do the same again.
Now isn't that great,you tell him something & five minutes later he's forgotten it, no,no you never told me...this happened over three years ago & he aint b***y forgot that.So I think the idea of six is ok but perhaps seven is one MC too many for him & he is not going to risk it !
Haha Jackie it's the famous 'selective memory' you have fallen foul of there!
By the way, I've often wondered, what do you mean by flat-chested? On a cat? I've never really got that...
Hi Loisa.proper name for it is Pectus Excavatum ....! It is a deformity of the ribs & sternum
at birth & that means the chest is flat,some are not too bad,some quite severe & quite a few do die,because of the flat chest it can cause all types of problems including bad breathing.The ones that are not too bad can end up perfectly normal the ribs seem to come round back into shape,Pansy P is still quite flat,you can feel a dip where her sternum is & because she was quite bad some of her main organs are displaced further down into the abdomen.When we first had her we were not really expecting her to be with us as long as this,she had breathing problems as she grew because the organs were getting squashed,she used to get very choked up so I treated her as if she had cystic fibrosis,every day at least twice sometimes more I would pat her up & down her back until she coughed up any fluids ,I used to tell her she was a good girl if she had big coughs & brought it up,if she used to just do silly little noises I would stand there coughing & telling her that is what she had to do then pat away again until I got the big one,I done that daily for well over two years & she did improve a lot, now she hardly ever needs it but if she does she will come & pat me on the back of the knee & make little coughing noises & I just pick her up & off we go with the old routine,also her heart beat is a lot higher than normal,when she has her mad moments she will suddenly flop & her sides heave trying to get the air in but after a few minutes rest she is off again.In the early days I intended to keep her quiet but then I realised how stupid that was,quality is better than quantity & if she pops off having a mad moment I know that right up to that point she has had a happy fullfilled life.She is a real little trooper & I am really pleased that hubby overuled me when I first said no,I was being selfish & didn't intend to bond with her but by the time we got her home I knew if we had lost her that night I would have been heartbroken.What is really great though is the fact that when she is off colour big bruv Bruce just stays with her & won't leave her side,when everything is ok they end up having fistipaws.....
Thanks for explaining Jackie. It's wonderful what you've done with her, many people would have backed away from such a serious medical condition as that. It just shows that with the right loving home a 'disabled' cat can have a perfectly good quality of life. Some friends of ours had a moggy from a shelter who was fit and well for years until he was hit by a car and broke his pelvis. He recovered but nerve damage left him unable to 'go', so for the rest of his life they had to assist him daily with this, (not at all sure how this works). What commitment from them, I suppose some would have put him down but they gave him a good life for his last years and this rather unpleasant job just became part of their routine.