There are cats, and then there are Maine Coons. A regular cat loafs on the couch and ignores you. A Maine Coon walks into the room like it owns the property and is checking whether you paid rent. They’re not pets so much as hairy roommates with boundary issues. Nobody really knows where they came from. The sensible answer is New England barns and cold winters. But sensible answers are dull, so folklore insists on better ones: that they’re Viking ship cats, or half raccoon, or descended from Marie Antoinette’s secret French escape cats. Science disagrees, but science has never looked a Maine Coon in the eye. If you’ve ever stared into that shaggy face and thought, “This animal could have pillaged a coastline,” you understand why the legends persist. Their size is half the story. Normal cats hover around ten pounds. Maine Coons double it without blinking. They stretch across couches like a bad Airbnb guest. Their tails look stolen from raccoons, their paws look designed for snowshoeing, ...

Caturday came and went, smug as always, with the cats preening like they own the joint (and to be fair, they probably do). But now the dogs have stormed the gates, demanding their turn. They insist Sunday belongs to them, and frankly, have you ever tried arguing with a Labrador who thinks democracy means “fetch until collapse”? So here we are: Sunday, split down the middle. Cats glaring from the back of the sofa like minor royals forced to mingle with the peasants, while dogs skid across hardwood floors, ears flapping like busted parachutes. Every household is currently a Cold War between the aloof and the overeager. This is your chance to document the madness: cats who plot from the shadows, dogs who weaponize drool, or any creature who believes the couch is a throne and you are but their valet. Extra credit if you catch the rare détente—cat and dog curled up together, pretending they’re not sworn enemies until breakfast. Post your tyrants, loafers, divas, and bed-hogs. The stage is y...

  I wrote years and years ago during a harrowing chapter in my life. Since some of you liked my noir writing. I will share this one with you. I hope you like it.    THE FERAL CAT UPSTAIRS:
 A Noir Confessional in 9 Lives or Less!  I’ve never seen him, not clearly.
A silhouette, once—on the landing. Shadow on shadow, staring back like he knew all my secrets and none of my boundaries. He blinked once. Slowly. The universal cat sign for you are beneath me but useful. Then he was gone.  We call him “Upstairs,” like a ghost or a rumor.
 He doesn’t meow. He doesn’t purr. He thuds. Late at night, just as you’re drifting off or trying to decide if carbs are still the enemy, he makes his move. A heavy-footed gallop across the ceiling like he’s chasing God or dodging rent.  I’ve questioned my sanity, naturally.
 Asked the neighbors, the landlord, the moon. No one claims him. No one feeds him. No one has ever seen a litter box. And yet the scratching continues. T...

  If you’ve ever looked at your housecat and thought, "I wish this fur-covered decorative pillow had the wild, pulsing energy of a jungle predator and the self-esteem of a Hollywood publicist," allow me to introduce you to the Bengal. They are the feline equivalent of a panther in designer leopard print, with the soul of a chaotic neutral sorcerer. A Bengal cat is what happens when an Asian leopard cat has a fling with a domestic feline, and their descendants collectively agree to never calm down. Ever.  Bengals are, quite frankly, almost too beautiful. Their coats shimmer with something called "glitter," a genetic feature that makes them glisten in the light like they’ve just returned from a spa day with the moon. Spotted or marbled, they strut through your home like 90s megamodels with knives for feet. Their eyes, often electric green or gold, don’t just look at you—they audit your life choices.   Take SukiCat , for example: an online Bengal goddess who travels ...

  ► For once, AI has created something that's both hilarious and inspiring. Making the rounds on the internet is an AI video of "If Cats Were In The Olympics". The first video features cats as divers.  Now this is how you do AI. You combine world class technology, feline prowess, and one of my favorite Olympic sports: high diving. BTW,  I also like the luge, ski high jump, and ice skating (don't judge). Kitties as ice skaters!  I propose the International Olympic Committee pull their heads out of their asses and create a new category: AI Animal Sports. Video is below.   Read More Comment : This is what the Olympics should be like. Forget having actual athletes spend years of training and money to earn a medal that will tarnish by the time a sponsor drops them over a scandal. Or cities going bankrupt to build venues that will never be used after the Olympics roll out of town. This is the future and what the Olympics should be.      ► Walm...

This week, I found a cute video to share. This holiday season is busier than normal, so I will post what I can on Caturdays to keep Kitty Corner at the manor open for business. What intelligent things do your cats do? I have one that opens doors and has figured out how to get to the treats for cats and dogs. I had to put a lock on the door, or else she would feed the pets treats like a benevolent treat goddess. 

Pallas's cats, also known as manuls, are fascinating creatures with unique behaviors and characteristics. These tiny wild cats are perfectly adaptable to the harsh conditions of their habitat, including montane grasslands and Central Asia steppes. They are small wild cats with long and dense light grey fur and rounded ears set low on the sides of the head. They have a stocky posture and appear stout and plush due to their long, thick coat, which helps protect them in their frosty habitat. Their head-to-body length ranges from 46 to 65 cm (18-25 inches) with a 21 to 31 cm(8-12 inch) long bushy tail, weighing 2.5 to 4.5 kg (5 to 9 lbs). Suppose you are looking for Pallas's cats. In that case, you can find them in Asian countries like Nepal, China, Iran, and Mongolia, primarily in hilly areas and steppes with rocky outcroppings between 9,000 and 13,000 feet. Their habitat has little rainfall and low humidity, and they cannot live in deep, loose snow areas. The Pallas cat has the l...

For Thanksgiving, I decided to write about cats and Native Americans, and I will write a similar post for pups tomorrow. I wanted to know the significance of cats in their culture and was surprised by some things, not others. Cats are such awesome creatures; it should come as no surprise that they are revered and feared all around the world. Today, I offer the history of cats in Native American culture.  Felines have held significant meaning in Native American culture, with various tribes attributing spiritual and symbolic importance to them. For many tribes, cats were deeply spiritual and sacred, representing independence, guardian energy, Eros, the esoteric, and mystery. Cats were seen as guardians and were associated with independence and mystery, reflecting the spiritual beliefs and values of the tribes. However, not all tribes harbored positive feelings for cats. The Oglala tribe avoided cats, believing they had the power to place horrible curses on those who crossed their pat...

This week was busy, so I thought it would highlight one of my favorite Big Cat channels. Luna the Pantera. This is a video of her from a baby born in a zoo to a home with a loving family. I watch it with captions to understand the Russian. Luna, as a cub, is just like a little kitten, and it is sweet to watch. 

My friends have been pushing me to get back into rescue for the last several years, but I simply haven't had the time with 4 human kittens and 6 pets of our own, not including the horses and barn cats. After talking to my family (who are so excited, and the husband used to help me, so he is all for it) and thinking about it, I am going to put together a rescue for pregnant kitty and puppy mamas and their babies. If I can hire some full-time staff, I would expand it to include rabbits, farm animals, and horses. I have the space, resources, and heart; all I needed was the will.  It is going to take me about a year or so to organize and get a spot in my house ready, but with the wars going on and feeling helpless to do anything, I finally have the will. I have to help the world in some way, and it starts with my passion-animals. I will share some photos with you of the newborns and let you know how they progress.  So, in that vein, I thought a post about a true hero, The Kitten L...

I figured, why not show some good-looking men with cats? It was a chore, I tell you. Looking at ripped abs and biceps. Horrible. Perusing photos all week nearly did me in, but I survived. Now, these guys aren't necessarily my types, but I tried to add a lot of types. I was going to do ten but fuck that; if we are going to objectify some men, then let's do this right. I will put numbers under the photos so you can pick which ones you would love to receive as an early Christmas/Birthday/Everyday gift. Be greedy. I have the imaginary power to make this happen, so choose wisely .  2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 Number 13 got edited wrong sorry vet guy.