I love dogs to. But I really like cats. I have not had one in a while and really want to get one. here is the kind I am looking at. they are called bengal cats. this is the mother or the kittens I am looking at http://www.bengalkittens.org/porsha.html Tell me that cats not the coolest thing ever
looks pretty kewl to me....my roommate had a cat in college but the cat hated her and loved me....we used to watch ESPN together....since then i thought cats were pretty cool cause they are just like guys LOL
i have two..... one siamese, one tabby..... both are cool as hell!!! those bengals are pretty wild!!! i still wish i could find a true white short hair!!
whats a true white short hair? I guess I can google pics. Yea those bengals will take showers with you pretty crazy little fuckers
i should have said "pure" white....... i can't seem to find a "pure" white, non albino, cat!!! i just think they are friggin awesome looking!!!
FINALLY! Thanks for coming out of the closet, you fucking homos! LMAO!!! I'm teasing of course. I grew up with cats. I don't see what the gripe about them is. Seriously. Some say 'they're useless'... I say BULLSHIT! (Get ready for Momo story time kiddies!). 1. My Dobermans are terrible bug catchers. Cats, their mastery of that game is beyond my comprehension. If we had a cat, I'd never hear: "Honey, come kill this bug!". 2. Cats are LOW maintenance, to say the least... 3. All cats want are food, a place to eat and shit. 4. Some say they don't 'protect'... well, when I was still living at home back in NY, my parents had 2 cats. 'Chanelle' a petite Himalayan and 'Ambrose Deon' (translated from latin: Immortal Conquerer). He got that name for a reason as when my brother and I went to a house advertising free kittens, he was the only one attacking that family's German Shepherd... relentlessly at that. Well, one night Chanelle is in the garage (my Dad had built a screen to cover the garage opening so it could be left open in summer to let breezes pass through the house). We hear this sudden ruckus and hissing, screaming, etc. Ambrose (who was all of about 12 lbs) hauls ass into the garage... then MORE of the same death struggle noises, I'm running towards the garage (attached to the house) and here come Chanelle, hair all messed up... I get into the garage and notice Ambrose pacing... then I see the tear in the screen and a bunch of hair... I approach and there's blood ALL over the floor... Chanelle and Ambrose weren't noticeably bleeding... then I bend down and the hair (most of it) isn't from our cats... I turn on the outside light and under a nearby bush is a BIG fucking raccoon. The SOB tried attacking/eating our female cat, then had the misfortune of running into her adopted brother who made it a sport as a kitten to attack 80 lb dogs! I went outside with a 2x4 to chase the raccoon away, and as he ran, he was limping something fierce... hurt pretty bad. Anyway, that day, a cat saved his sister... so they do protect in a way.
