Anyone with a cat or that happens to be lazy like me can relate

[martincisneros]

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[sparrow]

 :laughing7:

cute!

[Cardinal]

 :cloud9: Yep...I wake mine up during the day every time I catch him napping. If I don't he literally runs up and down me all night, wanting me to keep "cat" hours with him.  :grin:

[Nathan]

We just got two little kittens that do the same thing . . .they're brother and sister, their mom is siameze but they don't show the markings.  They're brother and sister and both like to curl up on your chest right under your chin as you lay back in the recliner . . .and they just purr away.  But the sister also likes to nuzzle your chin . . .but I can only handle so much of that cuz she starts biting.  We've always had cats.  I grew up with both cats and dogs . .even had a racoon as a pet when I was 16, but my Dad made me get rid of it before school started because they say they get mean when they get bigger.

Letting it go was one of the hardest things I ever did at that age.  We took it to a state park where hunting isn't allowed.  His favorite food was m&m's . . . not sure he found those once he was in the wild though.

[sparrow]

His favorite food was m&m's . . . not sure he found those once he was in the wild though.

:laughing7:

[Cardinal]

 :cloud9: My dad had a pet raccoon when he was a kid, and he used to regale my kids with stories about it. As a result, my daughter, the tomboy, wanted a pet raccoon, so when she was 13 my patient's grandson caught 4 babies. Their dogs had killed the mother raccoon.

It was cutest thing you ever saw; you had to feed it tuna in milk, but it smelled to high heaven when it was done "washing" it's food. So that meant a "shower" in a plastic tub in the shower after every meal. Unlike cats, they love water, so it was not a fight to the "death" as I had previously "enjoyed" many times with our Siamese.  :mshock:

After dining and bathing, Bandit would want to play. She would follow my daughter from room to room. Pretty soon my daughter learned to play hide and seek with her. My daughter taught her to climb up on her shoulder and "give her a kiss", which consisted of my daughter making air smooches. She could call to her, "Give me a kiss, Bandit!", and Bandit would come running for an "air smooch".

Bandit slept with her until she was grown (the raccoon, not my dauther  :winkgrin: ). Then one night, while we asleep, I heard a loud crash, and Bandit had climbed up on an antique mirror over the fireplace mantle and the cord broke and it came crashing down. We had learned to live with her stealing jewelry, car keys, and anything else shiny and hiding it (and wonder of wonders, the Siamese had even gotten over her using HIS litter box), but this was just too much; I could envision broken windows next.

I made her put her in a pen in the garage. Bandit was grief stricken and refused to eat for 2 days. On the third day I told my daughter she was going to have to release her, as she was starting to get aggressive with the rest of us as well, and it was simply just time.

Bandit stayed in a large tree by the garage for a few months, then moved to a field behind our house. She visited us for two years, making nighttime raids on the outdoor cat's food, which the cat really didn't appreciate as much as we all did, LOL.....

We knew it was Bandit because she would respond to her name and let us get close to her, eating as if we had just decided to join her for dinner, not bothered by our presence at all. Then she stopped coming, hopefully to raise a family of her own, back in the woods beyond the field. They are such cool animals; I was amazed at the dexterity of their little paws. Blessings...

[Nathan]

I named mine Bandit to!

[Cardinal]

 :cloud9: My dad named his raccoon Bandit, too. We have an amazing grasp of the obvious here at home, LOL..... :grin: