[ARCHIVED THREAD] - Attack cats (Page 1 of 2)
Posted: 6/7/2016 10:53:51 PM EDT
OK so the zoo thread got me thinking whimsically, assuming you could get a "big" cat that wouldn't eat you the second it thought it could, or got bored, or remembered it's Tuesday and Tuesday is maul the humans day, and so is every other day that ends with day. Would you rather have a large attack dog, or possibly wolf since we're being silly, or big cat to guard your lair? Otherwise known as which is scarier a wolf or a lion? . Can we breed a new breed of supersize domestic kitties with an even worse attitude and more psychotic than usual to supplement our GSDs?
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I once trained a house cat to attack on command. But, I never could get him to attack a given target. He'd be minding his own business, I'd tell him "Skittum!" and he'd get all bug eyed, look around and attack...something. Or someone. True story. OMG   I'd pay money to see that
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Wife and I had a Main Coon that weighed 28#.
Was very protective of my wife. If someone came to the door and I wasn't home SHE (the cat) would get between my wife and the door and growl loud enough to be heard on the other side. Didnt give two shits about me though. |
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I once trained a house cat to attack on command. But, I never could get him to attack a given target. He'd be minding his own business, I'd tell him "Skittum!" and he'd get all bug eyed, look around and attack...something. Or someone. True story. OMG I'd pay money to see that Made a run at the ceiling fan one day 
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I have been talking about this for years. Imagine a housecat like a maine coon but 90 pounds and as trainable as a dog. No one can get away and no one will fight it because you are guaranteed to get fucked up bad. I had a cat like this when I was younger, not a 90 pounder of course, but he was a big mean bastard. He'd follow me like a dog, attack things on command, and was very protective of me. He'd fight *ANYTHING* and to the best of my knowledge, never lost. I saw him chase a couple coons up a tree and whip them both. He'd face off against large dogs without even thinking about it. Zero fucks given. When we'd go out walking and we came upon a critter, if it was something that may hurt me, he'd chase it off or kill it. If it wasn't dangerous, he'd still most likely chase it off or kill it. If I saw it first, I could tell him to get it, and he would. 
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I have been talking about this for years. Imagine a housecat like a maine coon but 90 pounds and as trainable as a dog. No one can get away and no one will fight it because you are guaranteed to get fucked up bad. I think a Mountain Lion would be a safer pet to have than a 90lb housecat. |
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I think a Mountain Lion would be a safer pet to have than a 90lb housecat. Quoted:
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I have been talking about this for years. Imagine a housecat like a maine coon but 90 pounds and as trainable as a dog. No one can get away and no one will fight it because you are guaranteed to get fucked up bad. I think a Mountain Lion would be a safer pet to have than a 90lb housecat. Yep. Pretty sure house cats look at us and think "if you were one foot tall, I'd totally maul you." |
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Quoted: I have been talking about this for years. Imagine a housecat like a maine coon but 90 pounds and as trainable as a dog. No one can get away and no one will fight it because you are guaranteed to get fucked up bad. I think this is possible with mountain lions - they're the right size. You'd need a huge breeding program like in that video showing how the Russians got domesticated foxes. Like, 2000 mountain lions, pick the most trainable and docile, breed them, select again, etc....Few million dollars and a decade would do it. |
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I think this is possible with mountain lions - they're the right size. You'd need a huge breeding program like in that video showing how the Russians got domesticated foxes. Like, 2000 mountain lions, pick the most trainable and docile, breed them, select again, etc....Few million dollars and a decade would do it. Quoted:
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I have been talking about this for years. Imagine a housecat like a maine coon but 90 pounds and as trainable as a dog. No one can get away and no one will fight it because you are guaranteed to get fucked up bad. I think this is possible with mountain lions - they're the right size. You'd need a huge breeding program like in that video showing how the Russians got domesticated foxes. Like, 2000 mountain lions, pick the most trainable and docile, breed them, select again, etc....Few million dollars and a decade would do it. We can't even do that with house cats.... |
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Quoted: I had a cat like this when I was younger, not a 90 pounder of course, but he was a big mean bastard. He'd follow me like a dog, attack things on command, and was very protective of me. He'd fight *ANYTHING* and to the best of my knowledge, never lost. I saw him chase a couple coons up a tree and whip them both. He'd face off against large dogs without even thinking about it. Zero fucks given. When we'd go out walking and we came upon a critter, if it was something that may hurt me, he'd chase it off or kill it. If it wasn't dangerous, he'd still most likely chase it off or kill it. If I saw it first, I could tell him to get it, and he would. Quoted: Quoted: I have been talking about this for years. Imagine a housecat like a maine coon but 90 pounds and as trainable as a dog. No one can get away and no one will fight it because you are guaranteed to get fucked up bad. I had a cat like this when I was younger, not a 90 pounder of course, but he was a big mean bastard. He'd follow me like a dog, attack things on command, and was very protective of me. He'd fight *ANYTHING* and to the best of my knowledge, never lost. I saw him chase a couple coons up a tree and whip them both. He'd face off against large dogs without even thinking about it. Zero fucks given. When we'd go out walking and we came upon a critter, if it was something that may hurt me, he'd chase it off or kill it. If it wasn't dangerous, he'd still most likely chase it off or kill it. If I saw it first, I could tell him to get it, and he would. If I had a cat like THAT, no one would make fun of me for owning a cat! |
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Quoted: We can't even do that with house cats.... Quoted: Quoted: Quoted: I have been talking about this for years. Imagine a housecat like a maine coon but 90 pounds and as trainable as a dog. No one can get away and no one will fight it because you are guaranteed to get fucked up bad. I think this is possible with mountain lions - they're the right size. You'd need a huge breeding program like in that video showing how the Russians got domesticated foxes. Like, 2000 mountain lions, pick the most trainable and docile, breed them, select again, etc....Few million dollars and a decade would do it. We can't even do that with house cats.... There isn't anything special about dogs except they've been selectively bred for ten thousand years. Cats were just too fast for ancient man to catch so they got left behind. |
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OK so the zoo thread got me thinking whimsically, assuming you could get a "big" cat that wouldn't eat you the second it thought it could, or got bored, or remembered it's Tuesday and Tuesday is maul the humans day, and so is every other day that ends with day. Would you rather have a large attack dog, or possibly wolf since we're being silly, or big cat to guard your lair? Otherwise known as which is scarier a wolf or a lion? . Can we breed a new breed of supersize domestic kitties with an even worse attitude and more psychotic than usual to supplement our GSDs?My ex and I used to have one. The name for that is Siamese. SOB tried to murder me in my sleep half a dozen times. |
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We can't even do that with house cats.... Quoted:
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I have been talking about this for years. Imagine a housecat like a maine coon but 90 pounds and as trainable as a dog. No one can get away and no one will fight it because you are guaranteed to get fucked up bad. I think this is possible with mountain lions - they're the right size. You'd need a huge breeding program like in that video showing how the Russians got domesticated foxes. Like, 2000 mountain lions, pick the most trainable and docile, breed them, select again, etc....Few million dollars and a decade would do it. We can't even do that with house cats.... The problem is you would have to breed for temperament. When my wife and I bred Himalayans we did it for appearance, color and gentleness. Temperament is just a byproduct. I'd love our to have our old half -feral Russian Blue tom from when we were first married. The feline equivalent of the Terminator who decided to adopt us. Nothing existed in his sphere that he didn't want there... |
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I think this is possible with mountain lions - they're the right size. You'd need a huge breeding program like in that video showing how the Russians got domesticated foxes. Like, 2000 mountain lions, pick the most trainable and docile, breed them, select again, etc....Few million dollars and a decade would do it. Quoted:
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I have been talking about this for years. Imagine a housecat like a maine coon but 90 pounds and as trainable as a dog. No one can get away and no one will fight it because you are guaranteed to get fucked up bad. I think this is possible with mountain lions - they're the right size. You'd need a huge breeding program like in that video showing how the Russians got domesticated foxes. Like, 2000 mountain lions, pick the most trainable and docile, breed them, select again, etc....Few million dollars and a decade would do it. That would be awesome.  . I actually HAVE seen people who keep them as house cats:
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Big cat. Invisible and silent until it's too late with razor blades for attack.  http://youtu.be/M4t0aeTX954 
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Actress Tippi Hedren had a lion in her home.
Her daughter (in these pics) is Melanie Griffith. eta Make note of my sig line!
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| I remember my uncle & aunt owning 3 big cats that lived in the house with them. * Tiger, two lions* while residing in Michigan. Had some photos somewhere of said uncle pulling one of the lions tail while it was laying on the living room floor. They 3 young kids*my cousins* living there at the time. Let me see if I can find those photos. So I guess tag. |
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I will own a Serval. |
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I bet she's high maintenance. Oh wait, you were talking about the cat. nvm |
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Aren't all "domesticated" big cats mutilated for keeping indoors (declawed, teeth filed down, w/e else)? Only if you are a sick fuck. My Maine coon lets me trim his nails without a fuss. Hes only about 20lbs, but he thinks he can take down a 5'10" 225lb me. He launches from a dead stop vertically and tries to take me down like a cheetah takes a gazelle, its nuts. If he had another 40lbs i would be dead, but he loves me....I think? |
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We had an attack cat at one time when I was growing up, but he was only good for dogs and one poor human who got in his way.
Every dog that wasn't my dad's was not welcome in our little cul-de-sac. Any came in, he'd attack them and drive them off. One day some woman came biking down the road with her golden retriever trotting beside her. Well, that dog wasn't Dad's, so he had to go. So the cat puffed up, growled, and took off to attack......only the dog was on the opposite side of the woman biking down the street at a good clip. The cat ran up the spinning front wheel, up the side of the woman to the top of her head, and launched himself from there onto the dog's back. The woman crashed to the ground a bloody mess, and the dog took off at top speed out of the area howling in pain as the cat went to town on his back and head. That one cost Dad a few bucks. Cat showed back up the next day looking fine and full of himself though. |
Got one...
I always figured if the shit went down he would be hiding under the couch. But one night something hit the side of the house late at night. I got up and started looking to see if anyone was trying to get in. Looking back it was funny but at the time I was focused. When I got to the living room Orion is standing in the middle all puffed up facing the front door and looking pissed! LOL Do know if he would ever really helped out but he put on a show that night! |
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I'd be happy if my cat would catch mice. But she doesn't. She's fucking useless. Careful what you wish for. Last Friday night I was sitting on the couch in the back room watching TV when I heard the dog/cat door open. Then I heard a weird "mrrowwp?" noise coming from the kitchen. Then Henry the Fluffy Tailed Asshole trotted into the back room with an adult rat in his mouth, looked me dead in the eyes, waved his tail straight up in the air, said "Mrrrowwwp!" and threw the rat onto the couch with me. Said rodent was not deceased, or even all that badly hurt, from what I could tell. |
| Strict liability for acts committed by lions, tigers and bears (and other wild game). Even if you fenced in your area or built 20 feet walls around it and if a trespasser gets hurt by your critter, you are strictly liable. An example would be the tiger in SF Zoo that was tormented by three azzholes. Tiger managed to get out of its pen and track and kill one of the three. Then SFPD intervened and killed it (40 S&W). Anyway, the Zoo paid out some big bucks to those azzholes and their survivors. |
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I'd be happy if my cat would catch mice. But she doesn't. She's fucking useless. Shortly after my cat woke me a o'-dark thirty by bumping me in the face with the dead mouse clamped in its jaws (not a good way to wake up, I assure you), I came across this CSB story on another gun board and thought it funnier than hell. ****************************************************************************** There I was sitting in front of the computer minding my own goddamned business when from the upstairs comes this banshee screech, the thudding of feet madly trampling from the back of the house toward the front of the house. I leapt deftly to my feet (I've always wanted to use that word, deftly) grabbing the nearest gun, a customer's unloaded Beretta 92 I was logging in. More thudding, more screeching ensues. I charge to the top of the stairs wishing I kept a spare AK or a Mossberg 590 in the basement, and silently cursing having sent that tacticol vest to ******. It would have held a shitload of stuff that would be about useless now. I get to the top of the steps, scanning with the speed of an Aegis radar, when I hear a threat warning go off to my left. MOUSE!!!! "Whaaatttt????" I sez, sez I, with an absolutely bewildered look on my face. THERE'S A MOUSE!!! At that volume, you'd have thought it was some gargantuan grizzly bear size beast, with blood dripping from its Hanta virus laden fangs. MOUSE!!!! As my heart rate drops back near normal, my normally way to high blood pressure drops correspondingly fast. I feel whoozy, dizzy even from the adrenaline rush, and nearly topple over and fall down the stairs. Sure enough, there is a three inch long (including the two inch tail) mouse being eyed by our two, too lazy, stupid, or inept to kill the damned thing, cats. Cat One reaches out a paw, tentatively touching the mouse. Mouse reacts. Cat jumps easily four feet in the air, fur on end, bottle brush tail, and takes off for the bedroom. I wish I had a camera on it, because that video would have gone viral. Cat Two looks at me with a "Whatchya gonna do with this interloper?" look. You can tell this cat is the intellectual of the pair. I yell at Cat Two - "KILL IT DAMN YOU!" Cat Two yawns, I'm not kidding, the damned beast yawned at me. Meanwhile the mouse departs for parts unknown. So, I'm sent, in the cold, rainy, night to Lowes for mouse traps. The kind that capture the mouse. No poison, beheading, or any other useful means of lethal mouse disposal permitted. Left to my own devices, I'd rig my 870 with buckshot and a trip wire smeared with peanut butter. I get home to find that a few minutes after my departure into a night as black as the Earl of Hell's waistcoat, my enterprising daughter dropped a plastic bin over it, capturing it live. That would have been useful to know, $20 worth of mouse traps ago. After a long debate we decide to release the little bugger outside, near the shed, where I am confident it will go chew holes in the pool cover. So, how was your evening? ************************************************************************** |
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Careful what you wish for. Last Friday night I was sitting on the couch in the back room watching TV when I heard the dog/cat door open. Then I heard a weird "mrrowwp?" noise coming from the kitchen. Then Henry the Fluffy Tailed Asshole trotted into the back room with an adult rat in his mouth, looked me dead in the eyes, waved his tail straight up in the air, said "Mrrrowwwp!" and threw the rat onto the couch with me. Said rodent was not deceased, or even all that badly hurt, from what I could tell. Quoted:
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I'd be happy if my cat would catch mice. But she doesn't. She's fucking useless. Careful what you wish for. Last Friday night I was sitting on the couch in the back room watching TV when I heard the dog/cat door open. Then I heard a weird "mrrowwp?" noise coming from the kitchen. Then Henry the Fluffy Tailed Asshole trotted into the back room with an adult rat in his mouth, looked me dead in the eyes, waved his tail straight up in the air, said "Mrrrowwwp!" and threw the rat onto the couch with me. Said rodent was not deceased, or even all that badly hurt, from what I could tell. Obviously you suck at killing prey and needed the training/practice. You should be thankful for your gift! |
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I had a friend that used to have some exotic cat. Looked something like a mix of a savannah cat and an ocelot, weighed 40-50lbs and was nice...but everyone knew it could seriously fuck you up if it wanted to.
Neighbors GSD got into his yard once and the cat killed/ripped that dog apart like most cats do to a bird or lizard they catch. Don't remember if he got it taken away, or had to put it down for that.. But that was the last time he ever had it around. |
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Quoted: I own a Bengal cat. Looking to get an F1 beginning of next year to go with my F5 I have now. Here is a google search pic of one http://enchanted-tails.com/DiegoForWeb.jpg my neighbor had one. that would probably be the cat I'd own if I decided to get a cat. They look amazing. |
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I'd be happy if my cat would catch mice. But she doesn't. She's fucking useless. cat eats mice |
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I'd be happy if my cat would catch mice. But she doesn't. She's fucking useless. cat eats mice So WANT! The cat would be awesome too...
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| I don't know why government has such a hard on for making it hard to own such a cat. It seems in countries that actually have "domesticable" big cats, it isn't to much of a deal. I swear there is a niche for such animals in the care of a true care giver and not some low life. |
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my neighbor had one. that would probably be the cat I'd own if I decided to get a cat. They look amazing. Quoted:
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I own a Bengal cat. Looking to get an F1 beginning of next year to go with my F5 I have now. Here is a google search pic of one http://enchanted-tails.com/DiegoForWeb.jpg my neighbor had one. that would probably be the cat I'd own if I decided to get a cat. They look amazing. Agreed! They are not too wild but do require a special diet and regular exercise. We play fetch with ours a couple times a day. Here is a pic of mine, he is a marble pattern Bengal. Getting a rosette patterned one next time like the google pic I posted. 
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I don't know why government has such a hard on for making it hard to own such a cat. It seems in countries that actually have "domesticable" big cats, it isn't to much of a deal. I swear there is a niche for such animals in the care of a true care giver and not some low life. A truly "domesticated" big cat I would be so all over that. Problem with most tame bit cats is they can turn wild without warning. Also big cats scare people. My Maine Coon don't have a mean bone in his body but people are intimidated by him. LOL I get the question "aren't you scared to have such a big cat?". LUZ I wish he was bigger! |
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I once trained a house cat to attack on command. But, I never could get him to attack a given target. He'd be minding his own business, I'd tell him "Skittum!" and he'd get all bug eyed, look around and attack...something. Or someone. True story. Teach me your ways. I'll start training this weekend |