The age old question. Dogs vs. Cats

[user472884]

So THAT'S geek squad

And Garfield? Seriously?

[DrSmith]

Seriously.

[user472884]

That's on par with including Amy Winehouse in a list of role models for girls

[HelixSix]

Cats treat your guests politely.
When friends arrive at your home, a dog goes into a frenzy, barking, leaping and pawing at the newcomer. "Pay attention to me!" he begs, as his excited nails rake a guest's linen blazer. While the dog does everything possible for approval, from racing around the room to bouncing like a basketball, the cat is usually nowhere to be seen. Cats prefer to observe new arrivals from afar. For instance, under the bed or atop the refrigerator. Maybe, if the cat is in the mood, she'll come out to acknowledge this New Person with a tail twitch, a cautious once-over. But that's it. No effusive greetings, no jumping on laps or humping of legs. Invite a cat to your dinner party. She'll stay discreetly out of the way, while a dog lusts for -- and sometimes runs away with -- the main course.

Cats smell better than dogs.
Even the most dogged of canine devotees must cop to this one. There's nothing quite like Eau de Fido, that earthy, unmistakable and not very attractive odor. All of the scented shampoos and daily brushing/combing/blow-drying rituals in the world can't fully remove or disguise it. You'll find it in your car and on your clothes. No one needs to ask if you have a dog: Their noses confirm it. Cats, with their constant self-grooming -- performed to regulate body temperature as well as to clean -- emit no such smell. If your cat perches on the new loveseat when you're not home, you'll never know.

Cats are funnier than dogs -- even if the cats don't know it.
The Internet is littered with comical cat photos and videos -- hundreds more were uploaded just as you read that sentence. Their legendary curiosity lands them in situations that prompt giggles. Ticklish kittens, a tabby entranced with its mirror image, a cat sedately walking across an open file cabinet. It's as if cats have an inherent knack for comic timing, even if they won't snicker at their own antics. And that feline economy of size helps: Most dogs need a bigger stage to clown. (Not to mention the need for constant applause.) But sit a cat in a sink or place a hamburger bun on its head, and you've got instant entertainment. It'll pose for the camera, indulge in some cat-itude, and invent a smooth move all its own.

Even the loudest cat is quieter than any dog.
Most dogs will always vocalize their moods. A cat will keep it to itself. Upset, happy, excited or just talkative, dogs bark. Loudly, dogs announce every news event, from a stranger at the door to a new flavor of treat. Cats, even with protesting meows over a flea bath, lack the chops to compete with a dog's decibel level. Feline complaints are mostly mews and occasional hisses, barely audible from another room. Your neighbors will never call to inform you that your cat's hissing is keeping him awake.

Cats are a natural insect repellent.
A cat's message to all bees, moths, ladybugs and the rest of the insect kingdom: Don't bug me. He means it. Cats, fascinated by winged things and crawly critters, are masters of extermination. They'll climb walls to dislodge a spider and its web -- even in the middle of the night. A lazy fly sneaking in through a screen door has no chance of survival. And a poor, defenseless cricket, cluelessly broadcasting its location, offers hours of entertainment before the cat ends the torture. The cat who's made his home insect-free still hopes for a visiting bug -- its got to keep those de-bugging skills sharp.

Cats take much better care of their toys.
Ever see a dog's playthings? Shredded rawhide bones, torn tennis balls. They're in tatters (unless, of course, they've been swallowed). Cat toys tend to be hugged, carried and carefully hidden in beds or baskets. Cats keep their prizes safe from intruders who might steal that square felt thing with the bell in it, or the sparkly ball that squeaks. And cats firmly believe in stockpiling: A calico named Cassie once stashed 27 ping pong balls under a skirted rocking chair, apparently sensing a global shortage. Her owners thought the balls were lost. Instead they had become "cat collectibles." Cats also make better fashion choices than dogs -- have you seen some of the outfits dogs allow themselves to be seen in? But no self-respecting feline would don a hot pink hoodie without clawing it to ribbons first.

Cats don't need to be walked.
A thunderstorm shakes the skies, drenching the dog walker as she waits for her trusty pet to take care of business. It's cold, it's midnight and this is all so inconvenient. In snow, sleet, heat or rain -- the dog needs a walk. Demands a walk. Bring the scooper, the scented disposal bags and patience. Meanwhile, a contented cat sits smugly in the window, unaffected by the downpour outside. A quick trip to the litter box and the cat's set for the night. Even on a sunny day, cats wouldn't dream of asking for a walk. Wear a leash? Yeah, right. Try placing a harness or leash on a cat, and watch how it squats, thinking that colorful ropy thing has somehow tied it down. What, you want the cat to lead the human around while wearing that? Please. Save it for the dog. Who must be walked. Again.

Cats enjoy bringing gifts to their loved ones.
Hunters at heart, cats are miniature versions of their wild forebears, the lions, tigers, cheetahs and jaguars of the world. But cats can't down a wildebeest in your backyard, so they settle for smaller prey -- and share it with you. A gift offered by a cat, whether a mole, bird or unidentified critter part, is the highest tribute it can pay, proof of devotion to you. Yes, you'll be nauseated by this gift. But as with any present, you do the kind thing. Say, "Oh, thank you, kitty, that's so sweet of you." And that makes the cat's day. Sometimes, indoor-only cats offer gifts, too: a small stuffed toy, presented with a loud meow, says, "I've been looking all over for something you'd enjoy."

Cats and Laser Pointers: Entertainment Tonight (Tomorrow, or Anytime).
Before the moving red dot became a cat's most favorite activity, felines had to settle for chasing a flashlight's beam. Boring! Then, the arrival of that dancing pinpoint turned cat play into a fast-forward ballet. Cats never tire of racing after that elusive speck. Slapping hopeful paws over it, they're baffled when it seems to escape. Where does it go? No matter, they're hot on the trail, and getting a cat-cardio workout while they're at it. While a dog will chase a ball, he has no interest in whatever that flashy, red thing is. Why pursue something if he can't fetch it for a reward? But cats know the laser pointer's real reward is the chase itself. And someday they really will nab that little red sucker.

Cats purr when they're hungry or happy.
No sound in the world rivals a cat's purr. Its thrumming rhythm alerts helpless kittens, assuring them that mama cat is nearby (along with the milk supply!). That comforting buzz tells humans that their feline friend is oh-so-content with life. Stroke a purring cat's side, caress its chin and feel the gentle rumble for instant stress relief. A hungry dog will plead for food by dancing at your feet or planting a nonstop wet kiss on your face; a cat sits pointedly near its dish, purring confidently because dinner is about to be served. Cats don't mind if you gripe about your day or spend too much time online; they'll sit nearby, with that softly motorized sound subbing for conversation. Who needs words when a purr says it all?

[Tchaikovsky]

Originally Posted by Azhiri

lame.

1. Dogs are too busy licking themselves to listen

2. So do dogs imo

3. http://www.suite101.com/content/do-c...l-love-a108779

4. My cat has always been there for me, all six years I've had her.

5. According to fancy scientist studies, cats teach their young to hunt by example. OBVIOUSLY that is their way of saying "Hey.. you guys are pussies, lemme teach you how to catch food." They're attempting to teach us.

6. On the contrary my cat constantly tries to get into our car. Shenanigans have ensued.

7. Morris knows her name and while she's not always enthusiastic she ALWAYS slinks towards me when I call her.

8. This one saved her family from a robber. http://www.lisaviolet.com/cathouse/amazing.html (if you tl;dr your arguments are immediately rendered invalid and/or duuuum)

9. I have scars from my mom's dog.

10. At least cats don't bark. Nothing gives me a headache like a dog barking. Nothing.

Why do you hate me?

[Azhiri]

Originally Posted by Tchaikovsky

Why do you hate me?

Because you support doggies.
Also, you stole my fruit salad from the office fridge, the one that said "AZHIRI'S, DO NOT EAT". I saw the empty container in your cubicle.

[user472884]

DO CATS HAVE THAT CAPACITY TO LOVE AND HELP? I DON'T THINK SO

[DrSmith]

Without cats, blind people would never be able to experience climbing a tree!

[user472884]

Without cats, there wouldn't be blind people

















I don't know

[Tiwaz]

"In 1924, Hidesaburō Ueno, a professor in the agriculture department at the University of Tokyo took in Hachikō as a pet. During his owner's life Hachikō greeted him at the end of the day at the nearby Shibuya Station. The pair continued their daily routine until May 1925, when Professor Ueno did not return. The professor had suffered from a cerebral hemorrhage and died, never returning to the train station where Hachikō was waiting. Every day for the next nine years the golden brown Akita waited at Shibuya station.

Hachikō was given away after his master's death, but he routinely escaped, returning again and again to his old home. Eventually, Hachikō apparently realized that Professor Ueno no longer lived at the house. So he went to look for his master at the train station where he had accompanied him so many times before. Each day, Hachikō waited for the return of his owner.

The permanent fixture at the train station that was Hachikō attracted the attention of other commuters. Many of the people who frequented the Shibuya train station had seen Hachikō and Professor Ueno together each day. They brought Hachikō treats and food to nourish him during his wait.

This continued for nine years with Hachikō appearing precisely when the train was due at the station"