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Post by quettalee on Jan 4, 2012 20:49:20 GMT -6
Wow, Step. What a cat. Definitely an argument for the nine lives theory.
I'm ready for another pet. Actually I want two cats. Doesn't necessarily need to be kittens. I have been putting it off because it took a while to heal after my sweet Dylan dog. Having to help him along to doggie heaven six weeks after Mary died killed what little soul I had left at that point.
But...I'm an animal lover and while dogs are great, I'm too busy with work to give one the proper attention. Cats are...well, cats, and they only want attention when they want it. Especially if there are two to keep each other company. Wish I could've been the one to give Andrea a new home. I like her spirit!!
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Post by quettalee on Jan 4, 2012 22:35:24 GMT -6
Sis, I started a new batch of questions tonight and this was on the spread sheet... "Why don't we eat turkey eggs?" I'm 50 years old, raised on a farm, used eggs my whole life and not once has this question ever even crossed my mind. After some research, this is what I came up with... Turkey eggs are just as good to eat as chicken eggs, although a bit more chewy. The main reason that turkey eggs are not readily available for sale in shops is that turkeys lay only about 1/3 the number of eggs per year that chickens lay. This makes them very expensive and invariably used only for breeding and raising more turkeys for their meat.I was curious as to if Hubs has any input on this one??
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Post by quettalee on Jan 4, 2012 22:37:47 GMT -6
Maybe this should've gone in the kitchen sink thread...lol. And they don't have "stores" in the UK, it's "shops" just in case you were curious.
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Post by Phalon on Jan 6, 2012 7:24:27 GMT -6
I knew you had a thing for elephants, Q, but didn't think you were a "cat person"; for some reason I thought you didn't like them, actually.
I'll ask Hubs about the turkey egg thing.....it's something I never thought of either. I'm not sure he'd have any input though; his job is all about fruits and veggies, although, his branch of the USDA does have people that cover livestock, dairy and such. I'd be interested in knowing too. I know some guys that raise turkeys; it might be a lucrative venture for them to start selling eggs.
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Post by stepper on Jan 6, 2012 21:43:00 GMT -6
Aren't turkey eggs rather larger than chicken eggs? Fewer eggs would do if they are that much larger. How do they compare in health terms, cholesterol levels for instance? All of that would matter, but the true deciding factor would be cost - at least that'd be my guess. If it was economically feasible, they'd be selling turkey eggs. My guess is that turkeys are worth more as a bird than as an omelet.
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Post by quettalee on Jan 7, 2012 0:55:25 GMT -6
No...I have a soft spot for all animals, especially cats. I didn't particularly like the cat that the girls brought with them when they moved in, but it was more of a clash of personalities. And the last cat that I adopted from Bryan was poisoned by the neighbors shortly after the girls moved in. Summer found her in the garage in the last moments and it was awful. She was seizing and foaming from the mouth. When I picked her up, she was already cold and clawing at her mouth. The vet is like two minutes from the house & they met me at the door and the vet was already drawing up the syringe when we got in the room. She said there was nothing that could be done but put her out of her misery. The girls were both hysterical when I got back home. I had another orphan, Chloie, that swallowed a penny that caused an obstruction. When they were putting here to sleep for the surgery, she crashed and almost died and they said she would never survive the anesthesia.
I've had some sad kitty endings. My best cat ever, my Peaches, he was 15 when I finally had to help him along to that great field of butterflies in the sky. He was just old...and healthy until the last two days and then he just laid on the heating pad beside me until I came home from work on the third day and he raised his head and looked at me, laid it back down and that was it. I buried him in the woods beside a stream on my friend's land.
OK...sigh.
Back to the turkeys. Eggactly, Stepper! More people would rather eat turkeys than turkey eggs. And according to my research, a turkey egg would cost about $3.50 each in today's market.
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Post by stepper on Jan 7, 2012 21:13:25 GMT -6
Wow Q. That's enough to make you want not have cats again - at least it would me. That's more than one really hard-to-take loss. It's always hard to lose a pet - I think for me it's because they aren't just pets. I didn't start out as a cat person, but having them for so long changed that.
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Post by Phalon on Jan 8, 2012 8:41:40 GMT -6
I'm sure that's what I'm remembering then. Funny how an animal's and a person's personalities can clash, I think. Hubs' and Dusty's personalities don't mesh very well; Dusty (the Hellcat) is very standoffish toward Hubs, while very cuddly toward LX and me. Ranger, on the other hand, will not leave Hubs or BP alone, always around their feet, or in their laps.
I'm sorry about your sad kitting endings, Q; rough stuff for sure. I don't think I'd have the same view as you though, Stepper. I've always had a cat or cats since I was in my early teens. I think I'd miss the company of having one or more around too much, despite the heartache that comes with losing them.
I asked Hubs about turkey eggs; just as I thought he didn't have much information because they aren't produced commercially in enough quantity to be reported in marketing trends. And at $3.50 an egg, I can see why!
For all you animals lovers out there....."We Bought a Zoo" is a very sweet, feel-good movie. BP and I saw it last night; I (of course) got teary eyed at least a couple of times. Definitely worth the watch if you're in the mood for something uplifting, kinda sappy, and not a movie you have to think too much about while viewing it.
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Post by stepper on Jan 8, 2012 13:50:31 GMT -6
That's because in this, you are stronger than I. I do not cope with very strong emotions well and the death of a pet is overly traumatic. I love having and caring for them but every time one of them dies a piece of me goes with them. I’d rather not invite the loss – it’s just the way I am.
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Post by Mini Mia on Jan 8, 2012 14:34:59 GMT -6
I don't want anymore pets when the ones I have die. I'm tired of the loss. I just don't want to do it anymore. This view could change, but I've felt that way for several years now and it hasn't changed it so far.
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Post by quettalee on Jan 10, 2012 18:36:46 GMT -6
I will answer here when I'm feeling better...
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Post by stepper on Jan 10, 2012 20:09:55 GMT -6
A good friend keeps telling me that I should get another cat 'now' because we have only one left, and he'll be nineteen in a few months if he makes it that long, but he's having serious challenges and I don't want to introduce a new and younger kitty. The friend believes it's better to have another pet before things go bad because it's something to look forward to inspite of the loss when it occurs, and in her personal experience this has worked well for her.
She isn't me.
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Post by katina2nd on Jan 12, 2012 0:56:17 GMT -6
Wonderful [ and sad ] piece on the news the other night about 'Chook" the Lyrebird who left this mortal coil at age 32 .....................
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Post by stepper on Jan 12, 2012 20:50:56 GMT -6
That’s quite a repertoire of sounds…and until now I’ve not heard of a lyrebird.
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Post by quettalee on Jan 17, 2012 11:26:29 GMT -6
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Jan 24, 2012 13:43:25 GMT -6
My cat passed away a couple of weeks ago. She was 22 and up until a couple of days before she passed we considered her the Queen of the house. She let us live here so we could wait on her. She had us trained well.
Pretty sure I posted a picture around here somewhere but can't seem to find it (referance too lazy).
Thanks for letting me share.
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Post by Phalon on Jan 25, 2012 7:17:46 GMT -6
Aw, Poppet. I'm sorry. Knowing your love of animals, and the care you give the ones that let you live with them, I'm sure that The Queen's long life was one of the best long lives a kitty would ever hope to have.
Hugs.
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Jan 25, 2012 15:39:43 GMT -6
We'd had her since she was tiny and could fit in the palm of our hand. She had a good life though. Thanks for the hugs.
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Post by stepper on Jan 25, 2012 18:34:08 GMT -6
Aw - scrappy. I'm sorry about your kitty. They go too soon, but 22 years is a long time - you were fortunate to have her so long. {{HUGS}}
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Post by katina2nd on Jan 27, 2012 21:12:03 GMT -6
Sorry to hear that Scrappy. 22, how old is that, I know dogs are seven years to every human one but not sure about cats.
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Post by Siren on Jan 28, 2012 9:09:07 GMT -6
22 years! My goodness, what a grand, long life! And how lucky she was to have an owner like you.
Gams, I hit the wrong button, and went to page one of this thread by mistake. Glad I did; I read the story of you and Hubs' first Valentines Day as a semi-couple, and your gift of goldfish.
"Ig got ick and Blip ate Ig."
LOL! Some couples might think of that as a bad omen. Glad you hung in there!
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Post by quettalee on Jan 28, 2012 10:42:39 GMT -6
Sorry Scrappy, for your loss...I know that cat was one lucky cat to have you as mom!
Hugs!
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Jan 28, 2012 11:31:13 GMT -6
Thanks for the hugs everyone. She sure was a good damn cat.
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Post by Phalon on Jan 31, 2012 5:46:49 GMT -6
Oooo, Siren. With Valentine's Day coming up, that gives me an idea (which does not involve replacing Ig and Blip, btw). Thanks!
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Post by quettalee on Feb 24, 2012 0:30:47 GMT -6
Meet Nathan, the new man in my life!
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Post by Phalon on Feb 24, 2012 5:59:25 GMT -6
<and the crowd collectively goes "Awwwww">
Very pretty, Sis....er, "handsome", I mean (female cats are "pretty"; male cats are "handsome"...or so I'm told when I call Dusty pretty, which is apparently the reason he's overly brutish. It's over-compensation for being called feminine adjectives. Or so I'm told. Eye-roll).
Nathan almost looks part Siamese, yes?
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Post by Mini Mia on Feb 24, 2012 16:25:38 GMT -6
Ooh ... so CUTE! I've always had a soft spot for black cats. We had one once that loved to eat tomatoes while still on the vine. He'd follow Mom to the garden and eat one while she was out there. Anytime any of us went near the garden, he'd follow and take the opportunity to go eat a tomato. I have a photo of him somewhere in one of my albums.
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Post by Phalon on Feb 25, 2012 7:31:23 GMT -6
A tomato-eating cat? Too funny, Joxie. Dusty likes steamed broccoli...but won't touch a tomato. He must take after LX.
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Post by stepper on Feb 25, 2012 12:24:49 GMT -6
I don't remember mine eating anything odd - but a couple of them loved Arby's and the one that died on Halloween would take Louis Kemp Krab Delights right out of your mouth if she could.
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Post by quettalee on Feb 25, 2012 16:48:57 GMT -6
Some of the things I have learned so far in my new home....I can jump from a stationary position all the way to the second shelf in Quetta's bedroom. (It's where part of her elephant collection lives, so she prefers I do my climbing on the desk in the other bedroom) Something else I never realized...how much fun can be involved with scatter rugs! However, messing them up is only fun when they've been straightened each time. Quetta decided to just leave them wadded up after about the 5th time and then I pretty much lost interest. Closet doors are pretty much the same as well...they kinda lose the intrigue once opened & a couple of things pulled out. There seem to be two things that I like a lot that always end up with me getting sprayed by water from somewhere...chewing on those black cordy things that are abundant behind Q's desk & the lush green plants that were within my reach briefly. They even came with dirt to scatter--much like from the litter box!! I also have learned that no matter how practical & perfect each window-perch is, my favorite place to sleep is under the futon right under Q's spot. Once Q realized this, she promptly put a soft blanket there for me as well! So...I'm doing fine, although not eating too much yet. Maybe when some more of the excitement wears off a little... OK, that's all for now. Peace & purrs Nathan
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