The view out the window of the Days Inn in the heart of the bustling Mt. Vernon-Renfro Valley Greater Metropolitan Axis last Tuesday morning.
Went with Gunsmith Bob to
Brazeiros in Knoxville. He had never been to a Brazilian-style steakhouse before. Needless to say, he is an enthusiastic convert. Note the blood on the tablecloth; I like my picanha still twitching, and they were happy to oblige.
For Christmas, I bought Huck a harness that said it was for medium-sized cats. It was too small, so Bobbi went and bought him one sized for small dogs. It, too, was too petite for our burly red tabby tom. Above, behold Huck in sartorial splendor, dressed (according to the tag) as a Medium-Sized Dog.
The view out the window of the Days Inn in the heart of the bustling Mt. Vernon-Renfro Valley Greater Metropolitan Axis last Tuesday morning.
Went with Gunsmith Bob to Brazeiros in Knoxville. He had never been to a Brazilian-style steakhouse before. Needless to say, he is an enthusiastic convert. Note the blood on the tablecloth; I like my picanha still twitching, and they were happy to oblige.
For Christmas, I bought Huck a harness that said it was for medium-sized cats. It was too small, so Bobbi went and bought him one sized for small dogs. It, too, was too petite for our burly red tabby tom. Above, behold Huck in sartorial splendor, dressed (according to the tag) as a Medium-Sized Dog.
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I'm guessing you don't do the Honor-Nimitz shoulder thing with him!
So will the cat actually go for walks or does he become a floor duster?
That Harness reminded me. Tam have you read the annals of seeing eye kitty from arf.com? If not its a must read!
http://piccolo-ofsailboatsandseeningeyecats.blogspot.com/
A cat on a leash. There's a low probability of success right there.
How'd he take it?
Joel,
As long as you let him lead, he seems happy as a clam. When you decide it's time to go back inside, you just have to pick him up and carry him.
Tam, you feeling better?
Stephen,
A little, thanks for asking. Still a mite light-headed.
Just ate some Progresso Italian wedding soup. We'll see how the tummy does with a bit of ballast.
Oh, man, there used to be a restaurant like that here; you just reminded me why I miss it, dammit.
Huck on a leash: Mrs. Discobobby and I took our cat for walk - once. She had a cat in college that would go for walks, why not this one? The harness and lead turned him into cowering/snarling Cujo-kitty, who freaked out and repeatedly slammed himself into the Weber grill when I tried to pick him up. Not our finest moment in kitty parenting.
More than likely it is not blood but, a protein called myoglobin that is on the plate and tablecloth.
jon spencer,
You're treading on my dreams.
A sister referred to it as "taking her cat for a drag".
Sally put one of those on Snoopy once and he just laid down and refused to move.
We've never tried it with Tiggr or Frankie. Of course Tiggr could probably yank a shoulder out of joint with one of those if he had a mind to. And I'm not talking about his shoulder, either.
A leash on a cat is like looking at a thumb safety on a k-frame. I just stare at it dumbfounded (I'm actually wondering why the owner would care if the damned thing ran off).
I realise the neighborhood children can be annoying at times (mostly only when they are awake), but you two have to stop feeding the slowest of them to your cat.
OTOH, now that you do have him in traces, when is Bobby planning on having him tow her about town on her scooter?
A biology student told me about the myoglobin and that nugget has been stuck in my brain since.
I like my steaks rare/medium rare so they leak enough to be able sop it up with the bread.
Although we still make carpaccio out of a tenderloin every now and then.
You ought to see the reactions when you tell someone that you are eating raw beef. Then try to tell them that the lemon juice does the "cooking".
Heh. My guy, Mr. Uziel Peaches Dexron Felix Dzerzhinsky kitty-kat, also has a Medium Dog harness. I put it on him once, and he didn't like it. He is a free citizen and has spent most of his 16+ years outdoors. His vet recommended I keep him indoors, but I pointed out to her that he would rather die than put up with that. She then admitted that her kitties come and go as they please, too.
Uzi has a lot of Maine Coon in him. I keep asking him why he insists on wearing snow shoes, living in FL as he does. He just yawns when I do that.
That's a big damn cat.
P.s. He looks _exactly_ like Fat Freddy's Cat, except for having a more handsome face.
I used to have a black and white cat that would put up with just about anything except a harness.
If you put a harness on him, he went into ohmygodImgonnadie mode and just go nuts. He'd spin, jump, scream and generally act as if it was going to kill him if he didn't get it off now.
I tried that with my Siamese once. She just hunkered down, growled deep in her throat, and gave me that "you better check your shoes in the morning" look.
Speaking of Fat Freddy's Cat...
Hey, Drang, don't leave us hanging like that! Wassamatta? Bill got yer fangs?
No, really, that looked like you were about to post a witticism, or something. Please share.
Mah kitteh does indeed look just like Fat Freddy's Cat, except for being more handsome.
WV: clevi. Plural of clevis, obviously. "I don't have enough clevi for the pushrods in my R/C airplane. I must go to the hobby shop first thing in the morning."
So much does Huck weigh?
Churrasco, (cho-has-ko) is the Brazilian BBQ style most Brazilian steakhouses use. I get that at home, when I'm home, anyhow. There's something to be said for marrying someone who's ethnic food is particularly pleasing. My poor wife ended up with me, and a prolific ethnic favoritism limited to potatoes, salt, and boiling water.
Thats a heavy cat.
Is not reel cat. Cat can has no leesh. Evar. Is fake cat. U kan tel is fake. Eers not bak oar flat. Leesh not puld strate. Klawz not owt. Teeths not owt. Blud not drip frum uthr end uv leesh.
BSR
Hope you're better, and wearing good gloves/leather jacket and pants if you try to 'walk' him with that...LOL
Huck is, at present, 16 lbs of feline wonder, and doesn't mind The Leash: see, every time (without fail!) I put the harness on him, he gets to go Outside!
He's smart enough to understand the quid pro quo. --Heck, he's smart enough to get me out of bed in the morning by stealing my wristwatch or barrettes.
If/when you have to replace the harness look into the Kitty Holster. I think I've got a link over on my blog, if not I need to put one up....
"Kitty Holster?"
The mind boggles.
STAY BACK! I've got a cat, and I know how to use it. (pops thumb break)
Gigan-cat, my parents' late lamented pound-found feline, tipped the scales at 22 pounds of muscle and measured 36 inches "between the pegs" (nose to extended tail). They got a medium dog carrier to use for vet trips and when people visited the house the newcomers' first words were always, "My gosh is that a cat?" or "Good G-d what a huge cat!"
LittleRed1
I have a Halloween costume for a cat- a red thing with lobster claws and tail that kind of enfolds the cat.
Said cat didn't care for it, and may never forgive us.
Cats are great...if you're a dirty hippie!
Get a real house pet!
I wonder if it's possible to get a "specimen" from a tomcat before you remove his credentials. Of course, jerking off a tomcat seems like it might be dangerous. I wonder if anybody has tried that with a tiger. If I had the money, I would pay to clone both Huck and mah kitteh. We need more kittehs like them.
Sterilizing the critters you like, instead of the ones you dislike, seems wrong, somehow.
JustThisGuy: in theory yes, in reality I wouldn't want to be the vet tech doing so (breeders do so for purebreds, though not as much as with some animals as cats can be stuffed in a carrier without to much trouble usually, and though zoo's prefer real matings, frozen semen is an option they keep open).
Anon @ 9:47am: I didn't name it, but it IS an awesome cat harness.
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