goldfish Cleo jumped out of her tank. She was about three inches long and flopping on the rug. The two cats watched her and meowed loudly until we came to find out what was wrong and repatriated her back into her (very large) tank.

Thsoe cats aren't behaving normally!

Actually, if Mom didn't teach them that goldfish are food, I can undestand them not killing and eating it...

Yup the parrots love steak day. Speak of a sort of mind bender there.

My friend has 4 cats. One of them ADORES carrots - and also likes to swim.

to the other cats

cats hate other cats as much as they love killing birds

you keep the food dishes filled at all times.

When my oldest cat started losing weight and got seriously skinny, I was worried that either she was very sick or that the other cats (whom she has never mixed with having been in the house six years longer than the the oldest of the other cats) were scaring her away from the food dishes. So I broke out the tuna and the salmon and feed her separately from the other cats. I'm pleased to announce that she is no longer a sack of skin and bones, but now has a healthy layer of fat and muscle under that furry skin.

The other cats are more or less family to one another, and love, like, or just barely tolerate each other as the mood takes them. But they work together to keep that pretty fuffy black-and-white cat that the neighborhood adopted when someone dumped her out of the yard.

As a proud parent of two birds.

Several of them did things like this. They'd go outdoors and stalk critters, but if they caught something, they'd bring it into the house through the cat flap, and call to us. We'd come to where they were, pick up the unharmed little animal, pet the kitty, then take the captured creature out and release it. Frogs, mice, snakes, baby rabbits, and an assortment of birds were all part of the menagerie we got to look at and release. You never knew when you'd come back from the store or somewhere and find a bird perching on a curtain rod.

One year, there was a population explosion of legless lizards, often called "glass snakes" in our yard. Every day, one of the cats would bring them into the house, drop them on the living room floor, then yell until we came out. These beautiful little lizards have tails that break off very easily, then flop around to distract whatever predator is trying to eat them. Not a single one brought in by the cat ever had part of its tail missing.

That cat is still with us, about 16 years old, and made the move from California to Minnesota with us. She doesn't go outdoors any more, and doesn't seem to want to. She's still a gentle little cat.

get a reputation as heartless monsters, but I've found their behavior to vary from cat to cat. Some were very gentle and others had a mean streak. It shows up in how they treat each other too.

One owns me.

He would take them into where the food and water was and wash them thoroughly. Sometimes it took some doing to figure out where the kittens were from to return them. He would then continue to search the house calling for them for a couple of days.