Is your house starting to look like a day care for cats?

Question

With all the toys, scratch posts, cat trees, cat beds,tents and so on!! Every time I go somewhere, I have to buy them something. There's stuff everywhere! I could open a day care! I love them so much, have to spoil them!

Answer 1

I totally agree! There's new exciting toys everywhere, and how could I deprive them of it when it clearly stimulates them and aids their brain development? (they're 3 months on friday)

My flat just has toys EVERYwhere, mice, teasers, balls, butterflys, ... you name it.

And don't get me started on the treats and supplements you can buy these days. I feel like a bad mom if I were to not give them treats for the teeth, for the fur, vitamins, minerals, UTI cranberry paste (just in case), defurrum so they dont get furr balls, and the best quality food of course. Then I have to rotate the food so they develop a nice broad taste spectrum, rotate the dry food, and dont get me started on the kitten milk...

Yep, my credit card is pretty busy these days... ;-)

Answer 2

Between the cats, dogs and kids there is no room for my stuff!

Answer 3

Me too.  I got five of em and that's not counting the alley cats and the cat colony's i feed.

Answer 4

Oh dear YES!

Our living room is the WORST! LOL! They have a disturbingly HUGE cat tree that pretty much blocks the entire sliding glass door which leads to a 2,200' cat enclosure that we built just for them. Then there are about 20 cat beds scattered around the house along with purr pads and cat toys everywhere.

You have described my house to a tee... kitty day care.

Answer 5

Sounds like they live in Cat Disneyworld!  I betcha you love those lil brats so much.

I love my herd too but I'm a bit of a neat freak (my husband thinks Adrian Monk and I are somehow related) so when I vacuum, I put their living room toys in a living room basket and the family room toys in a family room basket, and that gives them a goal:  to mess it all up again!  We have cat trees at every window and a birdfeeder outside each window so they can watch them.  I'm glad the cats let us live here!

Answer 6

Not yet.

Answer 7

Oh wow...   Others tease me all of the time.  When I am talking to a young woman or new mom to be, she is all excited and giggling over baby clothes and the baby store and so on and so on.....   The people who already know me will inevitably turn and look at me stifling laughs.  As I have tried to relate to the "new mom's" excitement by chirping up about my MY newest baby toys.  It is not until the END of the conversation that the people who know me  "let the cat out of the bag" so to speak and inform the new comer that I am NOT excited about some icky human baby  but  have just been to the newest pet shop in town!!!!    Oh, well...  

I guess babies are ok when they are some one else's and I dooo LOVE my 16yr old son but I think I will stick with my cats from now on.  :)

Answer 8

Yeah, sometimes!

Perhaps the worst thing is this:  We once brought a large piece of drywall into the house, intending to use it for something.  It was leaned up against the hallway wall.  

It was shortly after I had gotten Poppy, and she loved this thing!  Anytime she would enter or exit the kitchen she went through what we began calling the freeway.  When Sophie joined us, she loved it too.

So how could we remove it?  It made a very prosaic act into something adventurous.

It has since been modified to include various scratchy things hanging on it:  a homemade scratch pad consisting of foam and some tweedy material, a sisal thingy (which they ignore), a rabbit hide and a carpet sample.

It's become a fixture of the home and we don't even think about it anymore.

Answer 9

LOL!  Petsmart's got nothing on me!  Gotta keep em happy and entertained!

Answer 10

Nope , I keep everything to a minimum , I dont want anything that will clutter up and distract my apartment.

Answer 11

Yes, including stray-cats that have their dinner at my place... They somehow seem to find you, I wonder how they do that.

Answer 12

oh god yes! i am constantly tripping over them! when i clean up, i have to walk around with a basket and pick them all up, then when i am done, i put it on the floor and let them pick them out of the basket, like a toy box!

Answer 13

*LOL* yes it does. I finally got my kids to pick up their toys and clean up their messes but the cats are a little more resistant to training. When I threaten to give the scattered toys to underprivileged cats, they look at me like I'm insane. ;o)

Answer 14

Oh yes.

We had two semi-grumpy boys for a long time.  They played with each other but ignored the piles of toys.  Then we found a pretty little girl outside and brought her in.  The next week we caught her 6 month old son.  He was terrified but then he met the toys.  He spent his first ever night inside going nuts with the toys. His favorite was (and still is) one of those captive ball in the circle toys. The the girl promptly had 4 kittens in our pantry.  Eek. (she's spayed now) Once they became mobile things got totally crazy. Between the big kitten and the little ones we really felt like a kitty daycare. I could not pass up toys if I thought the little furry grandchildren would like them.

When they went to their new homes it was heartbreaking.  (We get updates from their new servants though).  We kept one and things calmed down some.  Then we found a little lonely kitten in the median of the road in front of our house.  Of course he needed new toys to compensate for his tough times before being found.  Somehow he seems to have the crazy level of the other three kittens packed into him.

There are balls, mice, feather things, shoelaces tied to door k***s, a wicker laundry basket bought to be a kitten scratching post with a feathers on a stick stuck in it... and of course the massive cat tree we built that leads up to a high window.

And of course they prefer playing with each other. Every morning mom and her boys (she adopted the newest one) tear around the place after each other.  My big boys just lounge and sometimes enjoy their catnip toys...at least until someone pounces on them too. It's a madhouse but they're happy so I'm happy.