[WARNING: Raw, jumbled info incoming! Some of it may even require a decently strong stomach..]
Kitties like mirco-sherpa blankets (granted, I don't have air conditioning or heat, so they probably like the sherpa-blanket due to necessity)
Also, most confident young kittens can be turned into 'riding cats', which is not as cool as it sounds.. I've got two kitties that'll hop in the car as soon as I open the door, and they're mildly famous around town (though I'm at risk at gaining a reputation as 'that cat guy'..)
I'd say I've owned probably 100 cats through my 31 years of life, mostly due to lack of spay/neuter and them being outside and free to express their carnal thingies
I'm their overlord (they call me 'The Food Bag').. I can't walk without kitties swirling around me. I can't wash the car because every time I come home they jump on it, so its always got 8000 cat-paw decals on it (and 80,000 scratches).. I can't carry a cup or bowl outside without 8 cats singing choir to me. I've got a scar on my upper lip from a 'Who's the boss!?' stare-down with my old polydactyl cat Biggie (and many other scars, mostly due to them riding on my shoulder like parrots)..
Cats have noble souls and I think they comprehend the human form of 'humiliation'.. For instance, take a small piece of tape and stick it on your pants a couple times first so its not very sticky, and then lightly stick it to the fur at the end of their tail. You'll laugh (you can't help it!) as they spin and bash the tape off their tail, and
then they'll cut you a "Are you
serious?!" look that you can't deny
Pristine clothes death?! YES. The shoulders and stomach of most of my shirts are shot with holes, either from parrot-cat rides or from them 'making biscuits' on my stomach ('kneading').. And it really is a good idea to match you next clothes purchases mildly around the (overall) color of your cat.. Gray is a good color for any animal; avoid black if your cat is primarily white, avoid light colors if your cat is dark (I wear a slightly less-than-gothic amount of dark colors, so my couple majority-black kitties coexist
Depending on the cat you can also try normal brushing, but they've got plenty of hair (It'll end up under the keys of your keyboard, watch.. I even get stuck keys sometimes because I have
cat litter in the keyboard..)
And on furniture, they've got a scratching post right behind my really nice leather computer chair, and you know which one they prefer! Looks like the back of my chair was shot with a shotgun.. Also watch out for reachable breaks in the walls/wallpaper, because most kitties will take it as a cue to dig deeper
And I didn't know my bedside table was cedar til my bigger cat scratched on it enough to expose the fresh cedar (even smells good!)
All pets are flesh and blood, as we are, and are prone to the same things we are, to varying degrees: infection (viral and fungal! lots of cat-abusing fungi out there..), stress, allergies, heredity, hell, cats even have to deal with mental illness and herpes (NOTE: cat-herp
cannot harm a human; there are only a small ((and mostly rare)) handful of things that can be transferred). On mental illness, I had the joy of experiencing a Siamese that had some mental instability :| Terrifying, rolling over in the middle of the night and unconsciously hanging your arm off the bed only to be woke by a faster-than-light 22-hit cat-claw combo.. Despite tender love and care (and understanding! lots of understanding!) that cat ended up attacking its owner one night after entering the dark house after a trip to the grocery store; bit into her thigh so hard that, in addition to
many deep punctures it left a bruise as big around as a common coffee cup, and that was only one of many bites that were delivered.. Before anyone asks, he wasn't a rabid cat, either
Just.. genetically unlucky, is all.. After that incident I moved Chewy from her house to mine so he could (hopefully) at least live as an 'outside cat'.. I bonded a bit more with him on my own turf, but after about a week I went outside and he wasn't there anymore.. Not sure what happened; I can write my own ending now, mahahaha! (He ran into the mountains and found a supah-sekret Catuary (thats a Cat Sanctuary), where he became a Conk (thats a Cat Monk) and had a long, placid, peaceful life
Anyway, around here (Arkansas, US) most people live by the 'rule' that any animal that assaults a human has to be killed.. While I did have one dog shot because it bit me (a Great Dane that shook my arm like a spaghetti noodle because he'd been previously abused; I got bit for giving it a piece of ice, basically).. Begged them not to kill the dog, but they wouldn't listen (of course..). I buried it, at least. I at least did that, as atonement.
On a mostly pessimistic note, I think the whole mechanic of 'pets' in general is designed to acclimate young humans to the concept of cold, unreasoning death (assuming you're lucky enough to avoid human funerals for the first ten or so years of your life..). They can't tackle time quite as well as we can, so, barring gruesome fate, you
will be there when your cat dies. You'll be its final comfort, its caretaker in its old age. It may go blind, it may grow tumors like a bunch of grapes.. Its a real contract, a real bond, and serious. It can
hurt. But.. are you going to avoid human love and interaction just because of eventual death? No
Its a part of it all, and unavoidable..
And one quick (okay, no quick) side-note! (I just developed this while watching Dr. Pol recently).. If you want to pursue a career as a vet/animal doctor, you must reconsider :> I just realized that being a vet means that you
will interact with animals, and heal them. But there is a
lot of blood and gore and tough moves there.. Like watching someone on that show bringing their dog in to get the stitches removed only to find out there are disgusting foamy yellow layers of infected/rotted flesh under the stitches.. So the vet had to scrape out all the gross tissue and redo the stitches :| I can't imagine the smell, and I can't imagine
scraping a dog and then sewing it up like a torn pocket.. A farmer needed a bull-child castrated; Dr. Pol shows up, ties a rope around its throat and wrenches it taut and ties it off and then (with a fair amount of crude violence) slashes open the sac and uses sharp metal clamps to sever the testicle, which he then tosses on the ground like a bubble-gum wrapper, with not a drop of numbing agent administered.. I'm thinking you have to be mechanical/cold to be an effective surgeon, be it animal or human, and having a deep love for animals probably conflicts with that.. Not to mention a lot of being a vet involves
interacting with the worst aftermath that idiot animal abusers dish out.. Overall (and again, same with humans), it seems like a job best suited for the callous worker, not the emotional animal-friend.. And, more on topic, being a pet owner can involve "Pol'ing" out, an example being that one day I walked outside and our dog had gotten into a bucket of fishing gear and ended up with a barbed treble hook stuck in its lower eyelid, which I removed, cold/machine style.. The RNG can throw this type of stuff out; be prepared! I also had a cat break its leg by trying to jump onto the back of a parked car, slipping off, leg/foot slipped behind the license plate on the way down, *snap*.. That quick, right in the middle of a sunny day :> Another cat was in the back of my dad's truck and jumped out of the back at around 20mph, which broke its bottom jaw in half :| Sometimes.. sometimes life is ugly
With all that said, I'd consider (NOW, not later!) getting another cat as a companion for your current one, if you're away from the house for long hours.. Its all personality based, really.. Some cats can sit in boring silence and be perfectly fine, but just like most human beings, cats would rather not be alone the majority of the time (and, as with humans, privacy and alone-time are equally important). When I say "NOW!" I capitalize in all seriousness
I have two cats in my room that have never been outside and have never been around other cats, and now they
will not accept
any strange animal around them.. Thats an "animal" reaction I can't wrap my head around. They're full-grown cats and I bring in this cute lil' baby kitten, all doe-eyed and wobbly and fuzzy and squeaky, and they act like its a fully armed and growling War Machine :| It'd be like a 350lb guy meeting a strange baby they'd never met before and going on full alert like they were facing an alien life-form instead of a small version of themselves.. If human beings acted that way, well, we wouldn't be here typing this..
Anyway, solitary cats can go full-on isolationist when.. isolated.. :> With two cats (if finances are a worry for you, like they are for me..), more litter, more food, and more potential for those ugly accidents happening.. Note that a pair of cats is much more likely to 'rampage', tearing around chasing each other at high speeds, usually while employing as many z-level changes as possible.. I used to have figurines on top of my TV (Cap'n Crunch, Sugar Bear, Scrooge McDuck, and original Worf from Star Trek, some Battle Beasts) but they kept getting exploded off the top like so many bowling pins that I finally just put them up :> At least they weren't glass! Also, watch out for Christmas tree raids.. Tis the season!
Something to invest in: LASER POINTER. I'd say 80% of cats will respond to it.. And I'm starting to think catnip is primarily for adult cats.. I've got quite a few felines to run field tests on, and I've seen a
lot more adults react strongly to it, and very few young ones.. Most cats also love sleeping on magazines/paper and crawling into grocery bags (paper, plastic, even backpacks).. Cats also have hidden quirks that you wouldn't expect, like one who'll try to bury (or lay on) your cell phone if it plays music, another who'll eat apples, another who sleeps
only on its back, another who refuses to sleep unless they're at the highest point in the room, some who watch TV and look at themselves in mirrors (and most ignore TV and won't make eye contact with themselves in a mirror).. Most hate water with a passion; some take to it like a fish.. The cat that split my lip was terrified of thunder and would hide under the blanket during storms, and he loved green olives..
Statistically, being a cat owner is less likely to land you in court, too, versus owning a giant dog :> I've never seen anything on the nightly news about a cat shaking a baby to death
I guess if I had to tl;dr: cats are soul-filled beings cursed to a short lifespan, and as caretaker ("owner") its up to you to offer as many unique opportunities as possible.. Hell, it still bugs me that the two female cats in here will never get to mate, and know motherhood :| I may think a little too deeply, though