Dear Catster reader,

Almost two years ago, we invested numerous resources and rebuilt the Catster community. With new hardware, software and personnel, we did our best to satisfy the many users who shared their thoughts, pictures, questions, and love for and of their pets with us and friends. It was a thriving community with many users. We hoped, however, there would be more like you.

Times and habits have changed and we are sad to announce that the Catster community will be closing down on July 20, 2019.

Catster magazine, www.catster.com and the associated social media sites are NOT shutting down. We encourage you to continue reading the content found in the pages of the magazine and the web sites, commenting through the mechanisms provided and sharing your ideas and comments with us and your fellow readers.

Instructions for accessing pet profiles were shared with everyone in 2017. The instructions can be found elsewhere within the forum. AFTER JULY 20TH, YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO ACCESS THIS CONTENT. And, effective immediately, we are no longer able to answer questions about the community.

Thank you for your support and we look forward to serving you through our magazine and website.

Cheers,
Catster






Hiaku

Bonnie SchultzBonnie Schultz MuncieMember Posts: 515
Cat Haiku The food in my bowl Is old, and more to the point Contains no tuna. Tiny can, dumped in Plastic bowl. Presentation, One star; service, none. My brain: walnut sized. Yours: largest among primates. Yet, who leaves for work? So you want to play. Will I claw at dancing string? Your ankle\'s closer. Am I in your way? You seem to have this backwards. This pillow\'s taken. There\'s no dignity In being sick--which is why I don\'t tell you where. Seeking solitude I am locked in the closet. For once I need you. Your mouth is moving, Up and down, emitting noise. I\'ve lost interest. The dog wags his tail, Seeking approval. See mine? Different message. Cats can\'t steal the breath Of children. But if my tail\'s Pulled again, I\'ll learn. Most problems can be Ignored. The more difficult Ones can be slept through. My affection is conditional. Don\'t stand up, It\'s your lap I love. I don\'t mind being Teased, any more than you mind A skin graft or two. So you call this thing Your \"cat carrier.\" I call These my \"blades of death.\" Toy mice, dancing yarn, Meowing sounds. I\'m convinced You\'re an idiot. ;)
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