Current Mood:
Night Ranger
I’ve decided to write a few words about what it’s like to own an American Shorthair. For the most part it’s wonderful, ours is loving and outgoing no matter how many people we have visiting. We have many pictures of her happily hanging out in a room filled with up to a dozen loud humans. In many of those photos she’s sleeping.
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| From KIM’S BIG ASS BIRTHDAY PARTY!!! and Christmas ‘07 | |
American Shorthairs are sometimes referred to as acting very ‘dog-like’. What people usually are referring to is the fact that though they’re not lap-cats, they will often follow you around the house wherever you go, just to be with you. Cuddling from a distance, I guess you could say.
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| From Silver Trophy |
American Shorthairs are classified as ‘working’ cats. This means they’re agile hunters. Her favorite toys are the ones that most closely resemble her prey. Namely, these are mouse-shaped toys…
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| From Silver Trophy |
and toys that move like (and are hopefully made from) birds.
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| From Silver Trophy | |
Occasionally she also likes to try to attack that cat she keeps seeing outside at night that looks suspiciously JUST LIKE HER.
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| From Silver Trophy |
Like most cats, American Shorthairs are inquisitive. Fortunately their shorter-than-average legs means less jumping on high surfaces. Unfortunately their intellect allows them to creatively make up for their short legs.
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| From Silver Trophy | |
Also, based on other photos I’ve seen, and of course personal experience, American Shorthairs lay on their backs way more than most cats.
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| From Silver Trophy | |
I could go on and on, but I’m bored of typing now so I’ll just leave you with a story. We have a ritual every morning. I get up every morning and take a shower and get dressed. Then I go downstairs and wait for Trophy to go potty, and clean her litter box. Next, I change her water then get a clean bowl and put fresh, 100% grain-free premium cat food in it while she purrs and waits to be fed. While she eats I pour myself a cup of coffee and put on my shoes. By this time she’s usually done eating whatever morning morsels she’s decided to eat, and walks me to the door as I leave for a hard day of work. I’ve since learned that she is not in fact walking me to the door. We both simply happen to be going the same direction. You see, the stairs are right by the door, and THAT’s where she’s headed. She’s headed back to the bedroom for her late-morning sleep. Not only that, but after I’ve scooped her piss from the litter box and fed her, she goes and cuddles with Kigs. It’s worth pointing out two things.
1) She doesn’t cuddle with me in the morning and
2) Kigs thinks it’s awesome to take pictures to remind me that the cat loves her more than me.
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| From Silver Trophy |
