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Infinite Cat Project Archives for May 30 - June 3, 2016.


Mewsings: May 30, 2016 - "If you are worthy of its affection, a cat will be your friend, but never your slave."- Theophile Gautier


cat dressed as doctor

Gratuitous Kute Kittiness: "Calling Dr. Katz."




Cat Mewvie: "One more time!"
 

the real lion king story

Today's Kitty Komic


pamela col's 3000 ceramic cat collection

Feline Street Art: "Why, yes. I have a few ceramic cats."


sardinian cat island

The Island of Sardinian cats.
By Cecelia Rodriquez

It’s one of those “perfect” island spots: unspoiled rocky and sandy beaches, aquamarine water, flamingos and seagulls practically undisturbed by massive tourism. No shops or big hotels and only six inhabitants.

However, that’s the number of two-legged inhabitants. Because the Su Pallosu beach on the Mediterranean Italian island of Sardinia is in fact overrun by another species of permanent beach bum – a colony of tame cats roaming the dunes, basking in the sun, playing with the waves and mingling with “cat-watching” visitors.

The cat sanctuary, which takes its name I Gatti di Su Pallosu from the nearby tiny fishing hamlet of Su Pallosu on Sardinia’s western coast, shelters some 60 felines of all ages and breeds. Although the sanctuary is relatively new, according to local lore cats have been roaming the sands of Su Pallosu for more than a century after local fishermen from a nearby tuna fishery brought a group to eliminate a rodent infestation in their barracks.

In the 1980s, the barracks were demolished but the cats stayed as neighboring locals kept feeding them.

Su Pallosu’s popularity, though, has been growing recently since TripAdvisor gave it a Certificate of Excellence and other travel sites began recommending it.

Andrea Atzori and his wife, Irina, together founded the non-profit sanctuary in 2011, explaining to local media that “the combination of cats and beach seem to be the secret recipe for success.” The association, which depends on private donations and sales of cat souvenirs to tourists, handles feline feeding, population control and sanitary conditions and has arranged medical care and sterilization with a nearby veterinary clinic.

No new cats are accepted and the association discourages visitors from abandoning their own unwanted cats at Su Pallosu.

“The feline sanctuary of Su Pallosu in Sardinia hosts a total of 61 cats, all endowed with microchips, 40 of which fully free and 21 receiving health care in an enclosed shelter, as of the Census of February 16, 2015,” according to the non-profit’s website. “All 61 cats belong to the Associazione Culturale Amici di Su Pallosu.”

The group arranges free guided tours of the feline colony beach, bookable in advance, and promotes tourism in the area, including visits to local sites like a turtle beach and a small geology museum, the Gianni Arzori Mineral Collection.





Mewsings: May 31, 2015 - "Many a cat can only be lured in by switching off all the lights and keeping very still. Until the indignant cry of a cat-locked-out comes at the door."- Pam Brown


cat in plant pot

Gratuitous Kittiness: "Am I doing this right?"






Cat Mewvie: Kitty loves to brush his teeth.
 

cat scan comic

Today's Kitty Komic


ceramic cat by aldo rimini

Feline Art: "Ceramic Cat" by Aldo Rimini.



Mewsings: June 1, 2016 - A cat will never drown if she sees the shore."
  - Francis Bacon 1561-1626



lion cut before and after

Gratuitous Kittiness: "Lion cut" before and after.





Cat Mewvie: Allllll-most got it.
 

outdoor litter box

Today's Kitty Komic


cat shaped bracelet

Feline Art: Cat-diamond's are a cat-lover's best friend.


cat news

On being a cat daddy.
By Abraham Reisman

A few years ago, I asked a woman I was dating what the most erotic sext I’d ever sent her was.

“The one with the video of you installing the door,” she replied. I had taken all my doors out when I’d moved into my apartment because I wanted to create the illusion of more space in that shoebox of a place. I had no roommates, so the lack of a barrier between kitchenette and bedroom hadn’t had much of an impact on my makeout game for my first year there. But this woman had the poor fortune of being the first person I’d brought home after I became the father of two cats.

They’re not horrible cats. Well, one of them is kind of horrible (he’s the male of the pair, of course), but they’re not quite My Cat from Hell material. That said, they don’t have a great deal of respect for personal space. So when this wonderful young lady and I were doing what grown-ups do, the two of them were fond of getting friendly with her: chewing her hair, lightly grazing their claws along her thigh, plopping themselves down for a nap on her face, and so on. She was fine with one creature in that apartment showing affection and interest in her body; three was two too many. So I reinstalled the door and texted her the proof. She swooned. The cats were put outside during our intimate dealings. Romantic harmony was restored.

That is, except for the persistent sounds of the boy cat whining and scratching the aforementioned door in a plea to be let in on the fun. The relationship didn’t last, but the feline concerns have persisted. Being a cat daddy provides a unique set of challenges and opportunities for a young, single gent in the city. Let’s start with the plusses. A middle-aged camera operator at an old TV job once told me there were two keys to getting a woman in bed: owning property (“it shows you’ve got a future”) and owning a dog (“it shows you could take care of a kid, if that’s what she’s into”). I’m a professional writer, so property ownership is a bit out of my price range, probably forever. And although a dog was out of the question — why should I let an animal force me to leave my house on days when I’d rather languish in the light of my laptop? — I’ve certainly found that pet parenthood makes a certain type of woman’s ears perk up.

I highly doubt that that perking happens because of the maternal longing the camera guy mentioned. It has more to do with good conversation. Talking about my cats on a first date allows me to both self-deprecate and brag, hopefully in a charming manner on both fronts. Calling myself a “cat lady” in a masculine baritone always gets a laugh, or at least a smile. Then I can talk at length about my victories in the struggle for ecosystem dominance: You should hear me recount the tales of what it took to drown out the boy cat’s screams when I’m trying to sleep (the current status quo is me locking him in the bathroom and using a white-noise machine to counteract the noise). Add in the tale of how the “used-cat salesman” (again, always at least a smile with that line) upsold me from one cat to two? Baby, you better believe I’ve got a girl’s attention at that point.

And, of course, the greatest trick the cats offer me (man, I’m really giving away all my pickup-artist secrets here, aren’t I?) is a fantastic method of casually proposing that we take the action from the restaurant to the apartment. “Hey, do you wanna meet my cats?” I’ll ask. It’s perfect! If she’s not interested, saying no to a cat-viewing is much less awkward for her than saying no to the prospect of kissing me. But if she is game for a potential make-out, it makes the whole endeavor seem more lighthearted and chill. I suppose someone could say yes solely out of the desire to hang with some felines, but I’ve never had a false positive like that.

In fact, now that I’m getting to this point in this essay, I’m realizing the positives far outweigh the negatives when it comes to dating as a kitty papa. Sure, they cause a fair bit of noise. They make cooking difficult (the boy cat has a profound hunger for people food). And they can produce truly repulsive smells when their litter box is full. But they force me to keep my apartment clean. Any mop-up of a hairball tends to lead to a general sweep of the area, and I have to keep most surfaces clear so no tiny paws push things to their shattered doom. And I can fill any awkward silences by picking up one of the cats and making light conversation with my children (the women probably think I’m doing a bit at first, but stick around me long enough and you’ll find that I talk to them whether or not anyone’s paying attention to me). My furry kids regularly lighten the mood by curling up for sleepy-times in a lady’s lap. And if we get somewhat public as a couple, that lady has top-notch cat-Instagramming opportunities.

But the most important way the cats help me make love connections is this: There’s a special magic when a cat dad finds a cat mom. Gabbing about the triumphs and travails of feline ownership is a genuinely powerful experience that can bring me a lot closer to a person. Plus, a cat lady and I can share an air of superiority with regards to our dog-owning counterparts. I dated a dog mom for a while, and although she and I both had to ignore animal hair in our respective boudoirs, only one of us had to worry about interrupting a make-out session to put on clothes, exit the building, and walk a pet. By comparison, what’s a little mewling at the bedroom door?




Mewsings: June 2, 2016 - "The smart cat doesn't let on that he is." - H.G. Frommer


cat with unusual face pattern

Gratuitous Kittiness: Dat face.





Cat Mewvie: Don't mess with Mr. Boots.
 

cats playing office politics

Today's Kitty Komic


cat shaped carpet

Feline Art: Cool cat-carpet, huh?



Mewsings: June 3, 2016 - "A cat will do what it wants when it wants, and there's not a thing you can do about it." - Frank Perkins


cat matches the carpet


Gratuitous Kittiness: "Cat matches the carpet? Check!"






Cat Mewvie: New Simon's Cat!
 

running from kitty

Today's Kitty Komic


giant netherlands cat statue

Feline Art: Somewhere in the Netherlands.


Stevie, the blind mountain climbing cat

Man and his beloved blind cat scale Ireland's highest peak.
By Hilary Hanson

Stevie, a blind cat who hikes with her human, is back at it again blazing new trails.

Filmmaker Patrick Corr and Stevie garnered a following last year after Corr shot a beautiful video that showed the pair going on a hike in County Tipperary, Ireland.

“I think Stevie is a truly remarkable cat and I wanted to capture how I truly felt about her and share that with the world in a meaningful way,” he told The Huffington Post at the time.
Since then, Stevie’s love for the outdoors has only grown. A new video shows Corr and the calico feline climbing County Kerry’s Carrauntoohil, the highest peak in Ireland at 3,406 feet.

Note: Though Stevie mostly walks with a harness and leash, the video shows her briefly off-leash. While Corr says Stevie always sticks very close by him, experts warn you should always keep your cat on a harness and leash when taking a walk.

Corr took special care to make sure that the trek wasn’t too strenuous for his beloved companion.

“Her comfort was our number one priority,” he said in an email. “Stevie was only allowed to walk on the path leading to the base and during the climb itself, she was free to walk wherever there was a soft surface - any section of the mountainside that was too rocky, she was carried on my shoulder and via a cat carrier bag that we had specially for the trip.”

The pair also took “lots of breaks” and he made sure Stevie always had access to food and water. The climb up and down the peak took between five and six hours, he said.

What makes the whole story even more impressive is that Corr and Stevie managed to raise more than 1,000 euros (that’s more than $1,114) for animal charities TSPCA — a small group from Corr’s hometown — and the Cork Animal Care Society — the shelter where he adopted Stevie about four years ago. They did it through a GoFundMe campaign called “Stevie Saves the World.”

At this point, we’re convinced she can.



 




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