No they don't, I've never saw a cat drool. Dog's drool. Not cats. But cats still suck. They are not mans best friend. Their my gun's best friend, TARGET PRACTICE!

good point

labs r nice. we used to have dog that was part black lab and part german shepard. she was a big dog but we had to get rid of her :( wish i had a pic of her to post :(

Cheebacheeba - did you even read further down my posting than just that you can't call cats stupid? As for Steven Hawking, he is a genius, can't deny that. But he has absolutely nothing to do with this dialogue. I never once said cats were better or worse than dogs. Check my message again. I have both and they are equally quirky in their own rights. As for the ego thing, what did you say "Cats are nothing but food-paid ego strokers, over-emotional, disrespectful, impatient, irritating little four legged bastards." So in many respects I suppose guys don't like cats because they remind them of themselves way too much! Of course I would never assume you walked on all fours!:p

I had a German Sheaperd Cheeba, fucking great dog......used to carry around bricks in his mouth......miss that guy....:(

Arioch...I feel that, man...
Best dog I ever had was a 3 legged australian/german shepherd, that could till run faster than me, had him from ages 4 - 13.
When he died, I had never taken a bigger hit in my life.

JennyM, you said

"I never once said cats were better or worse than dogs."
But I never once said that you said cats were better or worse than dogs.
I stated my opinions, maybe a little strongly, but I just looked at the post you're most likely referring to, and I actually had very little to say about anything you came out with at all, other than simply pointing out the fact that you had said a fence couldn't keep a cat in, as though it was something that pertained to both cats AND dogs...

Did you read this bit??
"But if cat's are your thing, cool....I'd personally rather an emotionally simple dog any day than a cold, calculating feline."

Opinions only...it's not as though my opinion invalidates yours, is it? Nor did I intend it to. You and I are just on opposite sites of the cat vs dog war.
It's good that you have both though - I guess that way you're not TOTALLY missing out...
;)

I love dogs, and dont mid cats. The best dogs are, without a doubt, Boarder Collies.

B.C's are pretty damn intelligent, I'll give 'em that, playful lil' guys too...
We have a breed here called a kelpie that's relatively similar in personality.

LMAO! Fuckin' cats! I like pets that go outside to shit instead of doing it inside my house.

In a semi-related story about the stupidity of cats (and their owners), I have a buddy that had this cat. One night we got it really stoned and put a sock over its head. (Don't ask me why, I wasn't the one responsible for the actions taken.) Well, the cat (Bungy) didn't really like the sock over his head and began trying to remove it with it's front two paws. In doing so, the cat managed to backpeddle it's way across the floor until it eventually fell off the edge of the staircase. It landed with a thud on it's back at the bottom of the stairs (This dispelled any rumors that they always land on their feet. Maybe that only pertains to times when there is no sock over their head.) We couldn't see them, but I'm sure a dozen gray haired heads turned abruptly at the sound of the 'thud'. Imagine their surprise to see a stoned cat with a sock on his head wandering out into the living room dazed. This was followed seconds later by the inevitable scream up the steps from my friends mom...

"Tom, what are you guys doing to Bungy?"

"Nothin Mom. She fell."

"Why is there a sock on her head?"

"I don't know. I didn't do it."

Well, needless to say... his mom was pissed at all of us that were over there that night for a while (She Assumed that everyone BUT her son was responsible.)

Anyways, that just goes to prove my point that no matter how intelligent you think a cat is, they are still dumb enough to fall down the stairs when you put a sock over their head while they're stoned.

PS: Maybe if a 'crackhead' thread ever shows up, I'll tell you guys about the time I selflessly drove a crackhead around in my car for 8 hours one night.

This may seem unrelated, but I met the crackhead while I was going up my friends steps and ended up getting stuck with him in my car all night. I didn't want to ditch him because he knew where my buddy lived. Those crackheads are crazy you know? In retrospect, I made the right move because he showed up at their door step like 3 nights later trying to sell me a piece of notebook paper he claimed was acid. (I can only imagine what he might have showed up with/done if I had didtched him on a corner of downtown Minneapolis in 30- weather.) Anyways, that's a tale for another time... (This 1 paragraph summary is not even close to filling you in on the adventure I was treated to during my 8 hour stint with the crackhead.)

He HeHe.....I met a Kelpie ones, they're kool!