Well I suppose that makes sense in light of their distant relatives from the wild kingdom. For all intents and purposes, the domestic cat does shares alot of the same instincts as the Lion and those lazy beasts let their women folk doing the hunting for themadmin wrote: I am fairly sure none of my male cats have ever been real hunters, so it is the females that do the hunting.
Anyhow, I've just come across this thread and shall contribute some pictures of my wee ones, Voodoo and Deja vu. I got Voodoo (the black one) first. He was rescued from a hoarder in Indiana who had 57 dogs, all kept crated or chained. He was around 4 yrs old then and severely damaged. Enough so, that even the first couple vets that saw him wanted to write him off. Not because he was violent, but because he was terrified of absolutely everything and they didn't expect him to get better. Anyhow, thank God I'm stubborn He's around 9 yrs old now and the biggest sweetheart ever. When I first got him, meeting new people left him traumatized. Nowadays, he seems to think that if someone is walking on the same road as him, obviously they MUST want to pet him. He just walks right up to them and gives them his "But look at me. Look at how cute I am. You have to pet me now." People rarely say no.
The white one is Deja vu. I used to volunteer for the Anti-cruelty organization in Chicago and was working a pet adoption event where she was one of the dogs up for adoption. She was maybe 7 months old at the time (she's around 3 yrs now). They found her wandering Chicago's southside, so covered in her own filth no one at the shelter realized she was pure white until she'd had a couple baths. Anyhow, when I saw her the first thing that popped into my head was "I have you in Black!" She seemed like the Ying to Voodoo's Yang and she really is. She's light where he's dark, she's nuts where he's laid back. They balance each other out.