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needs to be POW! LOVE this!
Ragdollcatlady's Just a Little Patch of Weeds Farm journal
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needs to be POW! LOVE this!
With all the strays, ferals and shelter cats, I should think that would be a relatively easy thing to fix...
OneFineAcre
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With all the strays, ferals and shelter cats, I should think that would be a relatively easy thing to fix...
True, but it's a little more complicated than that.
I picked up Zoey in the parking lot of a place I used to work. She was in a bad way. Tiny little thing, big gash on her back. Obviously a litter had been dumped out. I had to bring her home.
Since we had to have her put down, wife has confessed that she was mildly allergic to the cat.
Ahhhhh... well, that changes things....
babsbag
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There are shots for that 
OneFineAcre
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I can't go looking for a cat.
But, what can I do if a cat comes looking for me?
I figure one will eventually find me.
But, what can I do if a cat comes looking for me?
I figure one will eventually find me.
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My mom was deathly allergic to cats my whole childhood. Irony is that her Birman, Kela, the cat I was raised with, is the reason I love cats so much. Ragdolls come in longhaired similar color pattern to the birman, hence my penchant for them. The ragdolls are the only cats I bought and had shipped or flew out to pick up. I bought my first one to show. I would love to show again eventually but I am a terrible breeder....I wasn't willing to sell or swap out my adults after I found that my pair was not producing the type that I wanted for show kittens. So I spayed and neutered all my adults and kept the runt and the DQ. They are known around here as my "ancient kittens". Every other here cat has been a rescue of one sort or another.
My mom took in several rescue kittens I sent her from here in the valley and having kept them in the house as babies, she has built up a tolerance to all cats, hers alot, others a little less. But she no longer has asthma attacks from being around the average cat (or from coming to my house!
) and benadryl helps some when she feels a little scratch in her throat.
My mom took in several rescue kittens I sent her from here in the valley and having kept them in the house as babies, she has built up a tolerance to all cats, hers alot, others a little less. But she no longer has asthma attacks from being around the average cat (or from coming to my house!
) and benadryl helps some when she feels a little scratch in her throat.- Thread starter
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Thanks! I really like it myself!
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Ok funny story...
There once was a goat farmer. She was milking her little black champion dairy goat "StinkerBelle", on a fine Saturday morning, in the cool shade of the avocado tree. The little border collie rescue dog "Wiley" was under the milk stand, watching the farmers son babysit the errant little baby mini boer kid that sometimes caused a ruckus for the milking doe. Whoopsie would sometimes try to eat out of the bowl of food the doe was eating from and that would upset the doe, causing her to jerk her head, and sometimes try to nip at the errant little goat. The solution was to feed the kid at the kiddie table (an old toddler picnic table) a few feet away, with the farmers son babysitting to keep her from being naughty. On this day, the kid left some of her food still on the table and was picking up spilled pellets and grain that the doe dropped on the floor just below the ominous blue bowl. The farmers son, dutifully doing his job, was sitting on his haunches, near the goats, to be ready to defend the does food at a moments notice. All of a sudden, the doe reached over, grabbed a chunk of hair on the sons head and jerked him hard to the side as if he were the one trying to steal her food!!!
LOL! I was laughing so hard I started to cry! My poor kid! 
That is what he gets for trying to be the defender of her food! Ungrateful goats!
I almost had a "why not to have horns" pic to share this morning... Rocky has an impressive rack on his head that he managed to get twisted and tangled in the tarp that is his shade. He was stuck nice and firmly in place. By the time DS1 managed to grab the camera, I had gotten him loose enough to break free, so sorry, no pic, just one more reason to not have horns.
There once was a goat farmer. She was milking her little black champion dairy goat "StinkerBelle", on a fine Saturday morning, in the cool shade of the avocado tree. The little border collie rescue dog "Wiley" was under the milk stand, watching the farmers son babysit the errant little baby mini boer kid that sometimes caused a ruckus for the milking doe. Whoopsie would sometimes try to eat out of the bowl of food the doe was eating from and that would upset the doe, causing her to jerk her head, and sometimes try to nip at the errant little goat. The solution was to feed the kid at the kiddie table (an old toddler picnic table) a few feet away, with the farmers son babysitting to keep her from being naughty. On this day, the kid left some of her food still on the table and was picking up spilled pellets and grain that the doe dropped on the floor just below the ominous blue bowl. The farmers son, dutifully doing his job, was sitting on his haunches, near the goats, to be ready to defend the does food at a moments notice. All of a sudden, the doe reached over, grabbed a chunk of hair on the sons head and jerked him hard to the side as if he were the one trying to steal her food!!!
LOL! I was laughing so hard I started to cry! My poor kid! That is what he gets for trying to be the defender of her food! Ungrateful goats! I almost had a "why not to have horns" pic to share this morning... Rocky has an impressive rack on his head that he managed to get twisted and tangled in the tarp that is his shade. He was stuck nice and firmly in place. By the time DS1 managed to grab the camera, I had gotten him loose enough to break free, so sorry, no pic, just one more reason to not have horns.
Goat Whisperer
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I laughed out loud with you!
Goats can be so bratty sometimes. I have literally had does throw their food dish ON me They generally only pull my hair when they have run out of feed, thankfully it's not a terribly hard pull. Weird critters for sure!
Feel you on the horns! I am the type that would take horns off of meat goats too
Goats can be so bratty sometimes. I have literally had does throw their food dish ON me
They generally only pull my hair when they have run out of feed, thankfully it's not a terribly hard pull. Weird critters for sure! Feel you on the horns! I am the type that would take horns off of meat goats too
