Welcome to our March Photo Album! Out with winter, in with lovely Coonies, full of purr-sonality!
Thanks to this handsome guy I absolutely LOVE Maine Coons now, starting from the wild looks and their personality, oh, and they are so smart! :)
Taz is home-grown here in Maine from Thornplum cattery.
All about being cute, Taz trills, chirps and is very talkative. He demands attention so I am not surprised when he lands in my lap as I sit at the dinner table.
While Taz eats a raw meat diet supplemented by Royal Canin Maine Coon food, he is a big fan of carrots, kale, broccoli and every once in a while I relent and allow him a baked bean or two.
Taz will be two years old in July. He is large, about 18 pounds, and my only wish is that someone would introduce a line of cat trees built specifically for the Maine Coon breed.
I have 2 maine coon kittens, Thor aged almost 6 months and Thea almost 5 months old.
They are from totally different breeders but instantly became besties and are the reason I rush home from work every day.
I love spending time with them. XxX
He is really charming, loves company and to play with Water.
about 8 months old
She is about 10 pounds and close to be a year old.
When I got her she was extremely sick she nearly died from concidia. The breeder was someone who does not even care for the breed all she cares about is the money.
But Mafiatta she a fighter and recovered beautifully and now i am proud to have rescued her she is a joy she fulfill my life and makes me and gave me the honor to have her as my daughter.
In '09 Graycie was abandoned at my rental property weighing 1 lb. and sick. I nursed her back to health. I named her Graycie because she was gray and God had grace on her to revive her health.
She was diagnosed with feline leukemia from birth and lived almost 5 yrs. She was my BFF (best fiend forever). I made a little picture album of her to help with her loss. I love her so much and will NEVER forget her.
Because she was the prettiest cat I've ever seen (I never knew what breed she was until someone told me - not the vet) I made greeting cards of her. I thought it might keep her memory alive. I haven't produced them to sell commercially, just for friends.
I never liked cats before her, but fell in love head over heals! She followed me into every room and would lay nearby until I was ready to go to another room, talking her gutteral sound when I would look at her.
I kissed the top of her head so much that she had a little flat spot between her ears. She helped weave colorful threads into the beautiful tapestry of my life and I am so blessed to have known her.
In July of 2012 I posted that I wasn't sure if my still then kitten was a Maine Coon or had some in him. The vet still thinks he has some in him.
He still doesn't have the big ruff, although there are times he does have a small one. He's still a kitten, carrenning around the house and bellowing at me when I've not paid enough worship time to him. His longest fur has measured at just short of 5 inches and still has the dense undercoat thats all of 1/4 inch.
He loves to hang on the side of the tub when anyone is in it, and as soon as a human gets out, he's in to play in the draining water. I'm going to repost the 5 month pic I shared in 2012 and the comparison pic I took tonight.
The keyboard and desk are the same from then just to give you an idea of his growth.
My sister had several outdoor alley cats. One of her solid grey short-hair cats had a litter of black short-hair kittens outside and under the house.
My sister noticed one day when she fed them, that of the black kittens begging for food wasn't black or short-hair. It was a very demanding, loud long-hair tortoise-shell colored kitten. My sister gave this kitten to me.
It became very clear this kitten was not a typical cat; from her initial appearance with bat ears and owl eyes with this huge poofy tail. As her unique personality became apparent, my husband and I jokingly called her our racoon cat.
I had no idea of Maine Coon cats. She has big hairy ears with tufts on top, big paws with long hairs between her toes, big eyes and a wide nose and giant size. Her hair was also unique with short hair on her head and shoulders, a mane, long course hair on her back covering very thick long down-like fur underneath.
Then there was her personality: Loud, talkative and very smart. She loved water, would eat anything (her favorite food is veggies and apples!) So I looked up online "coon cats" and viola! a picture of Domino popped up!
As I read more, the more it seemed that I was reading about my cat. Our theory is that a neighbor's new coon kitten wandered to my sister's home where food was (she LOVES food!) and was mistaken for one of her kittens.
Today, Domino is three years old, and very much an important part of our family~
Charly is a 10-year-old Maine Coon mix who has most of the beauty and all the wonderful personality quirks of a purebred Coonie.
We adopted her at 9 weeks when she weighed just under 2 lbs., and had no idea what her breed DNA was. We'd never ever heard of Maine Coons, which is hard to imagine now.
Charly is a little small for a typical female Maine Coon -- about 9.5 lbs. She's getting to be a "senior cat," but definitely not slowing down. She is currently being treated for Feline Triad Syndrome, but is otherwise very healthy and active -- as much as her 4-year-old little "sister" kitty, Billie (another Maine Coon mix).
Charly is curious, vocal, athletic, very playful, and smart. She once found my husband's lost wedding ring after I simply showed her mine (which is identical) and said, "Charly, go find the ring." Ten minutes later, she proudly brought it to me. (Of course, I don't know if she took it in the first place!)
Charly is my sweet "girl," who looks after me and talks to me with chirps and trills. I wish I had a whole house full of Maine Coons, and have vowed that I will never live without one. They are ideal companions!
Billie is a 4-year-old Maine Coon "mix," whose coat reflects all the colors of Fall -- golds, reds, and browns. We adopted her from a local Humane Society where she was fostered in a volunteer's home with 10 other kittens.
All she has ever known is the tender, loving touch of humans, which has made her a sweet, gentle kitty and wonderful companion.
Billie does not have all of the physical characteristics of the Maine Coon, but she has some of the best ones -- a gorgeous, thick coat; a huge, fluffy tail; and "snowshoe" paws. She is a big girl -- almost 16 lbs. of playfulness.
She does not "meow" at all, but only makes a little raspy "squeak" sound. When her curiosity gets her unintentionally locked in a closet, she can't call out for help -- so her "big sister" kitty Charly (another Main Coon, but very vocal!) will alert us to Billie's predicament.
Despite her lack of a "voice," Billie has the thundering purr of a jungle cat, which earned her the nickname "Billie Bean the Purr Machine." Whoever abandoned Billie and her littermates lost out on a lot of love, but I'm grateful to the humane society volunteers who fostered her and brought her to us!
EVA is a very adventurous & content cat and she is definitely not camara shy, EVA expresses all the great traits of a Maine Coon, and can thrive with the best of them...
This beautiful is Sweets. His fave thing is ice cubes, which he treats like hockey pucks.
He's 10 months old & lives in Fresno CA
Mackie I believe is a mixed breed Maine Coon. Her Mother is Daisy and she was a calico that was a Ferrell cat that I tamed and she won or heart! Mackie has all the traits though of a Maine Coon.
She has the tufts, the long mane, air between her he paws, the big brush of a tail and at 4 years old she still plays like a kitten. She is extremely vocal and demands attention.
She follows me everywhere like a dog and carries her toys everywhere. She is a clown and when she gets too rough all you have to do is tell her how pretty she is and she instantly becomes calm.
She is truly a DIVA! Her markings when she is sitting on the window. Demanding is not the word. She loves to be petted and when you stop she gently bites to remind you not to quit.
Luke is a rescue from our humane society. We originally thought him to be a Ragdoll, however, as his weight increased, his length extended and his 'collar' and tail fluffed up along with his toe feathers, we knew he was a Maine Coon! Our Vet confirmed.
We call him a cat "dog' because he does tricks, sits, stays, rolls over, comes when called, uses his 'trill' to gain affection and STAYS BY MY SIDE ALL DAY AND NIGHT..lol!!!
Luke was best friends with our Golden Retriever, Patch, and when Patch went to heaven a year ago, Luke truly suffered the loss. Patch and Luke did everything together...sleep..eat...play...they were brothers for sure!
We have another rescue cat who is about 18 years old and now that Patch is gone, Luke turns to Jewel to be his 'buddy'...NOT GOING TO HAPPEN...Jewel just looks at him and hisses almost saying, "You are kidding, right? I'm old....now, if we are talking sleeping...I'm in!"
One last thing, Luke 'tolerates' his bath..he used to love it when he bathed with Patch but now as the only 'animal' bather, not quite as happy...but he lets me have my way!
He does seem to get hindquarter mats in his fur as he is too big to groom ALL THE WAY BACK THERE...31 pounds....so I am constantly brushing, wire comb works well, and at times must apply Virgin olive oil onto mat to work it out.....great tip, works well, but he will be oily for a few days until oil works through skin and fur.
LOVE OUR LUKE!!!