My stepdaughter had a Maine Coon Cat. It was just a foul, nasty creature and I loved it :)
It was close enough to being a dog that I really did like that cat.
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My stepdaughter had a Maine Coon Cat. It was just a foul, nasty creature and I loved it :)
It was close enough to being a dog that I really did like that cat.
Yep, she used to bring sticks home all the time.
It didn't take long to give up being a posh show cat. She would mug squirrels she would hide in a bush on our back fence and as they ran along it she would jump them 25lb of cat landing on you from 6ft up never ended well for the squirrel.
I'm guessing Sam and that cat could be united in their taste for Squirrels :)
We had a coon cat, not sure if it was a Maine variety but the thing was huge! It also didn't like anyone but me since I raised the thing from a little stray I found under my neighbors car. Thing was a ferocious hunter but that got the best of him, went out one night and never came back. They definitely have an attitude and personality!
Yep. They don't suffer fools or prey easily :)
He was too funny, name was Leo. My mom and sister would always try to cuddle him or get him to sit with them and if they tried to bother him he would give them a warning swat. My mom got a good claw in her one day and she stopped trying since lol