I doubt that Twinkie will be any nicer for it, being caught in a fire didn’t do much for his disposition towards Randie and she’s the one who saved his life.
Poor Twink! We have a neighborhood cat that comes in and we feed him from time to time. This comic reminds me of our little (at times) adopted fur-ball.
I can see Twinkie getting rattled for a while, but he’ll be back to his old pestering self once he finds familiar territory. Cats are a bit silly like that.
This sort of thing makes me so mad, people who have the attitude of ‘lets put domestic animals out in the woods, they’re animals, they’ll survive!’ People are animals, too, I wonder how well THEY’D do dumped in an unfamiliar place with hostile competitors who won’t be happy to see you, and predators who WILL. The animals who are good enough to survive will just come back, the ones who won’t will die.
My old man kitty (now 13 or so) was a stray that we wound up adopting. Or he adopted us, not sure which. I have another one that loves to try and get out, but usually just winds up going under the porch or on the carport. I don’t worry too much about it since he comes back the minute he hears the food box rattle! He’s the fattie of the two because he hogs all the food if I don’t feed them separately.
Rich Gierman, I was thinking exactly the same thing. Each time my cat escaped and had an outdoor “adventure”, he came back much more docile and affectionate.
Ruth… Food box rattling is a great way to entice your cat to return the free food provider. Somehow the lure of delicious kibble brings them back again and again.
DCS… then you are experienced in this cat adventure thing. Did he return with foxtails and thistles stuck in his fur?
I’ve had four cats in my life — the first three were outdoor cats. The fourth was a rescue/adoption, and as part of the adoption process, I had to promise that he would be kept indoors.
Of course, he’d had some “experience” outside before I got him, so he was constantly trying to escape. But as soon as he was outside, he’d go into a panic and hunker down, so he was usually easy to retrieve.
One night, however, after we’d put him down in the basement for the night, he made his big break for freedom. We’d had some water in the basement, so I’d left a casement window open to circulate some fresh air. The cat managed to push open a screen in the open window and wiggled out through the plastic cover of the window well.
The next morning, when I opened the basement door to let him up for breakfast, no cat. Curious, I went down and discovered the escape. Armed with a box of cat food, I went out to see if I could find him. He’d managed to get about three feet from the window before the night-time panic set in, and he was huddled under one of our foundation plantings. Turns out he could wriggle his way back inside, and had spent the entire night in the dreaded out-of-doors. He was VERY glad to be back inside in the warmth and dry! It slowed him down for a while after that, and we never really gave him another chance after that.
DCS… Wow… Cat panic attacks… poor little guy. Cats are such funny creatures. Is it any wonder that they continue to fascinate us with their behavior? I just keep pulling up cat videos…
Twinkie is no longer the master of his universe – He’s been taken down a notch or three. Perhaps he’ll end up being nicer for it…
I doubt that Twinkie will be any nicer for it, being caught in a fire didn’t do much for his disposition towards Randie and she’s the one who saved his life.
Poor Twink! We have a neighborhood cat that comes in and we feed him from time to time. This comic reminds me of our little (at times) adopted fur-ball.
I can see Twinkie getting rattled for a while, but he’ll be back to his old pestering self once he finds familiar territory. Cats are a bit silly like that.
Rich… notches are funny things. Sometimes you climb back up, unchanged by your experiences… and sometimes it humbles you and you learn from it.
Gramy… Yah, his history shows that his notch lowering hasn’t done much for him. I believe that you repeat the lesson until you learn it.
Jack… you are kind. Did you see the story going around about “Ugly” the neighborhood cat?
Jon… Pestering might be too kind… however, maybe a downgrade is in order, as suggested!
This sort of thing makes me so mad, people who have the attitude of ‘lets put domestic animals out in the woods, they’re animals, they’ll survive!’ People are animals, too, I wonder how well THEY’D do dumped in an unfamiliar place with hostile competitors who won’t be happy to see you, and predators who WILL. The animals who are good enough to survive will just come back, the ones who won’t will die.
I saw the story about “Ugly” made me cry. Poor thing.
I wonder if Twinkie will come across any night squirrels lol.
http://formalsweatpants.com/comic/night-squirrels/
Chug… and I agree… this was not the right thing to do. Perhaps this cartoon will serve as a sort of PSA. Yes?
Eprinc… I, too, cried. That was a most emotional story and well told.
AND NICE toon! I’d not seen that strip before! THanks for the link!
Beautiful job on the background artwork!
My old man kitty (now 13 or so) was a stray that we wound up adopting. Or he adopted us, not sure which. I have another one that loves to try and get out, but usually just winds up going under the porch or on the carport. I don’t worry too much about it since he comes back the minute he hears the food box rattle! He’s the fattie of the two because he hogs all the food if I don’t feed them separately.
Rich Gierman, I was thinking exactly the same thing. Each time my cat escaped and had an outdoor “adventure”, he came back much more docile and affectionate.
Dada… thank you.
Ruth… Food box rattling is a great way to entice your cat to return the free food provider. Somehow the lure of delicious kibble brings them back again and again.
DCS… then you are experienced in this cat adventure thing. Did he return with foxtails and thistles stuck in his fur?
I’ve had four cats in my life — the first three were outdoor cats. The fourth was a rescue/adoption, and as part of the adoption process, I had to promise that he would be kept indoors.
Of course, he’d had some “experience” outside before I got him, so he was constantly trying to escape. But as soon as he was outside, he’d go into a panic and hunker down, so he was usually easy to retrieve.
One night, however, after we’d put him down in the basement for the night, he made his big break for freedom. We’d had some water in the basement, so I’d left a casement window open to circulate some fresh air. The cat managed to push open a screen in the open window and wiggled out through the plastic cover of the window well.
The next morning, when I opened the basement door to let him up for breakfast, no cat. Curious, I went down and discovered the escape. Armed with a box of cat food, I went out to see if I could find him. He’d managed to get about three feet from the window before the night-time panic set in, and he was huddled under one of our foundation plantings. Turns out he could wriggle his way back inside, and had spent the entire night in the dreaded out-of-doors. He was VERY glad to be back inside in the warmth and dry! It slowed him down for a while after that, and we never really gave him another chance after that.
DCS… Wow… Cat panic attacks… poor little guy. Cats are such funny creatures. Is it any wonder that they continue to fascinate us with their behavior? I just keep pulling up cat videos…
I love Ugly!