Showing posts with label norwegian forest cat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label norwegian forest cat. Show all posts

Thursday, October 21, 2010

World's longest cat!

Stewie, a Maine Coon Cat now officially annointed as "World's Longest Cat" by the Guiness Book of World Records, is going viral on the Internet. Stewie, who hails from Reno, Nevada, is indisputably a feline whopper, at 48 and one-half inches in length. Main Coons are known for their large size, and great dispositions.

When I saw the photos of Stewie, I was struck by his similarity to my cat, Oscar, above. Oscar is a Norwegian Forest Cat, and this breed is thought by some authorities to be the originator of the Maine Coon. Forests Cats have a long and interesting history. They apparently evolved from cats brought to northern Europe several thousand years ago, developing physical characteristics that would enable them to withstand long, cold, snowy winters.

Forest Cats - "skoggcats" - have incredibly luxuriant coats. The dense and woolly underfur is cloaked in long, non-tangling silken guard hairs, and the pelage is longer on the cat's lower side - the better to shield it when plodding through deep snow. Whiskers up to four inches long project from a rather large face, and the head is tipped with big lynx-like ears. These ears are also protected with tufts of fur, the better to keep them warm and free of blowing snow.

The tail of a Forest Cat - and nearly all of these descriptors apply to Maine Coons - is a marvelous appendage. Huge and brushlike, the cat uses it to keep its face warm. When lying in repose, a Forest Cat can wrap the tail over its face like a blanket. They also use the tail to express their moods and feelings, and with some experience an owner can read the cat like a book based on how it holds it tail. Their feet are nothing short of miniature snow-shoes. When fully opened and flexed, the paws of a big cat can nearly equal the palm of your hand in circumference. This is a great adaption for moving through deep snow.

Vikings used the Norwegian Forest Cat to police their ships, and rid them of rats and mice. Thus, this breed has a terrific history of high seas exploration, and it's likely it was the first domesticated cat to set paw on North American soil. Some think that the Maine Coon Cat - a completely American breed - evolved from pioneering Forest Cats brought here by Vikings.
Oscar doesn't match Stewie in length, but he isn't far behind. I grabbed him a bit ago, and tried to snap a few photos to illustrate his size. This photo shoot brings out another excellent trait of the Norwegian Forest Cat - they have outstanding temperaments. Calm, tolerant, intelligent and peaceful are all good words to apply. Oscar didn't object to being muscled around, although I'm sure he thought I was a buffoon for doing so.

One more. I'd bet my cat, if stretched taut and measured from stem to stern, or nose to tail tip, would be well over three feet. Not as big as new Guiness record-holder Stewie, but plenty big enough.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

A blue forest cat

I like cats. Always have. I'm a dog person too, but circumstances don't allow for one now. Besides, I probably relate more to a cat's attitude. Dogs essentially live to please their owners. Cats essentially live to manipulate their owners into pleasing them. So, who's cooler?

Anyway, I've got a neat cat. His name is Oscar and he's a 20 lb. Norwegian Forest Cat. These beasts are sort of the malamutes of the feline world, and in addition to their jumbosity, they are very friendly and like people.

But, as you've heard, a cat's curiosity can get them in trouble.

My home is at present in a state of upheaval. Nothing bad; I'm just having the place painted from stem to stern, ceiling to floor. The guy I'm working with, Vincente, is doing the job while I'm at work and it's looking good. Of course, I'll be glad when it's done and everything is back in its correct place, but temporary chaos comes with major renovation.

Oscar the forest cat. This breed traveled with the Vikings, and may have been the first type of domesticated cat to set foot in the New World. They have tufted ears in the manner of a lynx, stupendous thick long tails which can be wrapped around their faces for warmth, and giant paws that serve as snowshoes.

Perhaps most exceptional is their pelage, a silky multi-layered affair that is exceptional at fending off cold. When he was smaller and could fit, Oscar liked to leap into the refrigerator when the door was open and sit on the shelf.

Anyway, when I arrived home today, I noticed something odd about his plumage. Today, Vincente painted some walls "flyway blue", a really sharp color. Upon closer inspection...

Oscar had also been painted flyway blue! Great. I'm confident Vincente didn't paint him; you remember what I said about a cat's curiosity.

I was getting my camera out to document this blunder, looked over, mystery solved. He likes to lean up against walls just like a delinquent leans on the corner lamp post, and apparently hasn't learned the pitfalls of wet paint.

I'm not sure how to get this stuff out of his fur. So, anyone in the market for a blue forest cat? Quite the novelty; you could probably display him on the carnival circuit or something.