|Purred: Thu May 22, '08 7:14pm PST |
|You know, I wouldn't be happy as an indoor cat, but that's because I started as an outdoor cat. Mom got me after I was shot in the leg, rescued, had my leg reconstructed by a nice vet, and then heard about me 3 weeks later and adopted me. She promised she would keep me inside, but she couldn't. I would have snuck outside and all the other kitties got to go out, so out I go. I couldn't live without climbing trees and sitting on the deck. If you want to see pictures of me when I was in the hospital, look at the end of my photoalbum.
BUT, my girlfriend, Princess Cilantro, is an inside cat. She works with her mom, a vet, at the clinic, and she's a certified therapy cat, so she travels a lot, and maybe that helps. Also, her mom takes her out on a leash and she even climbs trees with it on! They go on walks and she is quite happy.
My advice is to get a young cat who doesn't know better. Keep her/him inside, try the leash thing for walks (and in case of escapes), and know that life is a crapshoot for all of us. Better to have lived and been loved to not have lived. And buy a nice tall cat tree; ours is 6 feet tall! And lots of toys, we like to play with toys. Best of all, do what my mom did and get 2 so that your kitty is never bored. I have Sid to fight with and Bear to snuggle with; the perfect life.
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