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wohoo i got a new tiny cat. a few week baby cat.
she is leaving my her mother in the front garden of my house.
so i adopt her. now she is living with me in my house.
but she didnt like a cow milk. how to make this tiny baby cat want to eat somethings?
do i have to push her to drink a milk cow?
i am new with handling a baby cat.
thank you before.

Anyone know how to keep and manage rats as a pet.ive always fancied owning one. Lost contact with a good friend and rat owner "Ally" from Tipp. Big misunderstanding. An English rat expert. Anyone

taken by my cat.

I have been a horse lover all my life. I feel an affinity and closeness with horses. Whenever I’m around them, I feel a sense of peace and calm, like I’m right where I’m supposed to be. I don’t have a horse myself, sad to say, but I love being around them.

Growing up, from age 10 to 18, I went to horse riding camp every year. The bunk house was built right off the barn! It was glorious! After everybody was asleep, I’d go in the barn and visit with the horses. This was a working farm, and we as campers, were the farm hands. We handled 50lb bags of horse feed, 65lb square bales of hay and we mucked out the stalls every day.

The horses of course, got fed before we did. There were horseback riding lessons as well. We mostly learned western, but were also taught bareback and how to guide with leg pressure. We also did some barrel racing. We did very little English Dressage and fence jumping. I wish we could have spent more time on that. I really enjoyed it. From sun up to sun down, we were working. It was exhausting, but the best time of my life. At the end of the week my clothes would be hanging off me as I would usually lose between 15 to 20lbs.

We were taught to respect a horse and get him to work with us, not use brute force to command him. We were taught to guide the horses with our legs. We were also taught that a horse’s mouth is sensitive and to exercise restraint in using the reins. Anyone seen unnecessarily pulling or jerking on the reins was severely reprimanded. We never used a whip or riding crop as our instructors didn’t believe in negative reinforcement.

Since I was usually the more skilled rider they gave me the “problem” horse. One year I got Goliath. He was huge and thought he could go wherever he pleased. I stopped that nonsense right away. The next year I got Widow Maker. He was a handful! When I was 18, and at my last year at camp, I got my favorite horse, her name was Lady. And she was anything but a lady. She was a beautiful black Quarter Horse. And I loved her at first sight when I saw her rearing up in the stall. She was a beauty. She had a bad habit of rearing up and bucking until the rider was on the ground. After a few demonstrations of her skill, nobody wanted to ride her.

One of the instructors turned to me and said, “She’s your horse for the week.” I was so excited I nearly screamed. I knew she was just misunderstood. She had developed bad habits because of inexperienced riders. I knew I could work with her and turn her around. As I walked her out to the practice ring, she tried to rear up, but I had a hold of the halter, pulled firmly, soothed her with my voice and patted her neck. I figured we had an understanding.

As I tried to mount up, I realized I was wrong. She began bucking and twisting trying to throw me off. I’m halfway on, but still hanging on. I finally get seated and she starts rearing up. My feet were seated heavy in the stirrups and I leaned forward toward her neck. She didn’t unseat me. She then tried to buck me off. I leaned back as far as I could without hitting her hindquarters. I remained seated. This display continues for about five minutes until she calmed. Her sides were heaving and she was a bit winded. I patted her neck and told her everything was alright now.

I thought, great, all that nonsense is behind me. I thought wrong. If I let my guard down or got lazy with my signals, Lady would try something. If I relaxed the reins too much, she’d unseat the bit by pushing it forward with her tongue. Then she had complete control of her head and would take off at a gallop. I’d lean forward to remain seated. I had to take a rein in each had and firmly pull down to properly seat the bit and gain control of her head. Then we would go back to our practice lessons.

A late morning, on our National Day,Oct 1th. It looked going to rain again,( we had been a strong wind and heavy rain last night.) I rode back from my Dad's hospital, in our living area, a small cat, just running forward before me, oh, it's not a running, it's the jump like a rabbit!

I got off my bike and followed him, called him, hoping he could stop. but he still kept jumping ahead untill a little tired and slowly down... I took him to my home downstairs, put him in a basket, he busy licked his fur without even looked around, hmm, a clean-loving cat,I thought. Then I took him upstairs to my room, put him in a small box he still busy licked... He refused food but some little water, then falled asleep nearly all day long, he might be very exhausted during last bad night...

This is the first formal time I have a cat with me, at first I worried about something like his toilet? his night sleep? But all these things are nature solved by his smart. Now we are in harmony. One funny thing is he always followed wherever I went at home and sat down beside my feet when I was cooking,so I kicked him several times, now I learned to move my feet slowly...

This one has a good character with gentle Miaow always,every night when I turned off the light, he knew should stop playing, ate and then went to his own place and kept in silence, but I knew he won't sleep yet, he watched my slipper, if I got up at night, he was out of his place also...He watches me all the time likes a detective.

It has 11 days he is at my home, Here 's some of his life pics. But I have no idea about how old of him? Hope he is happy in my home.


The first day, exhausted .

handsome men

I tried very hard not to condemn people for their beliefs, and if I think they're bonkers but will try to keep my thoughts to myself . But today took my breath away.
Watching a programme this morning with a discussion between a farmer, his wife and a vegan. The farmer had posted a nice picture of his cow on a social media site with her calf triplets, apparently quite a rarity. All was well for 24 hours, then a group of vegans started trolling. This mornings discussion left me speechless with the vegan saying that farmers were committing rape on their cows when having them artificially inseminated, why because the cows had not given their permission.

or wrapped around the brake pedal of your tractor. I deal with this two or three times a year. It really isn't a biggie to me. This snake is a harmless Black Snake, but I have used this tactic on poisonous Copperheads and Rattlers too with no problem. All you need is a shirt or a jacket.

Throw it over them then scoop it up as a tight bag and bring them someplace where the snake will be useful, like a rathole in the barn or a rabbit hole. That way everyone is safe and happy (except the rats and rabbits of course).

Got new teeth

He said it is an early x-mas gift...

My boyfriend found a poor kitten on his way back home from the airport. He almost rolled over the kitten when his driver screaming warning him there was a kitten on the road. He stop the car and brought the kitten to me and said "babe... this is our 2nd kid...and also my early x-mas gift !"

So, here I am again... after rising a baby rabbit which he brought home 6 months ago, now I am rising a baby cat.... thank you so much honey... you have made me a perfect woman






what the ideal gift for x-mas that I could ask to him after the huzzle of having mieow mieow at home? I named the kitten Mimi (for Mieow Mieow)