Cats and trees go together like Fall and pumpkin spice lattes—you can hardly imagine one without the other. Whether it’s a tiny kitten clawing its way up a birch tree’s bark or a giant floof bounding from branch to branch atop an ancient oak tree, we can’t help but admire felines in trees.
In fact, some cats look so snug and at home perching in treetops that it made us wonder if they might have secretly been raised by birds. Scroll down for Bored Panda’s collection of birdlike cats in trees, upvote your favorite photos, and check out our previous post about cattos sleeping in trees right here.
Bored Panda wanted to learn more about why cats enjoy climbing trees so much and why they tend to get stuck in treetops, so we reached out to cat behaviorist Ingrid Johnson.
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While both are members of the genus phatcollaredgatos and share slothful arboreal behavior patterns, the Australian Koala, which eats shoots and leaves, should not be mistaken for the far more deadly Eurasian Koala (pictured), which eats, shoots, and leaves.
Honey, those stalker cat are watching me get undressed again! I knew I shouldn't have gotten that tuna tattoo.
S**t man, I was just swinging by but I'll head out if you're gonna be grouchy
I have a cat that we rescued from starving/freezing to death on the edge of winter in a park near our home. When we got him, he was the tiniest kitten and we often joke that he was raised by the Canadian geese who are prevalent in that area. Evidence for the claim: He squawks when he's hungry, he doesn't understand that our other cat's hissing is a threat display, and he loves bread.
PS. I understand that technically they are "Canada geese" but they are terrible and I refuse to do them the honour of mangling the English language just for them.
Load More Replies...When I was a child, my family rented a granny flat behind a house ( we were migrants to Australia), and in front there was a cat tree, as an 11 year old, it was the most amazing experience. This was in 1965.
My first cat, Shiraz, was a solidchunk under his fluff. He was also very friendly to everyone, including a neighbourhood cat that we called Red. We once saw the two of them on the garden wall, next to a small tree. Red shot up the tree, looked down at Shiraz, who was watching, then easily climbed down and waited. Shiraz climbed the tree, less gracefully, then started trying to make his way down. He was a lot less confident and graceful, though he got himself out OK in the end, and joined Red back on the wall. I swear Red had dared him to climb the tree.
Same story here. I had an adult cat who was bottle feed and apparently didn't learn how to be a cat. Later, he was introduced to a skilled adult momma cat who proceeded to reach him how to climb, balance, and jump over tall objects. I'm sure she taught him many other things but these are just what I personally witnessed. Before her lessons he treated trees like velcro cling walls.
Load More Replies...I have a cat that we rescued from starving/freezing to death on the edge of winter in a park near our home. When we got him, he was the tiniest kitten and we often joke that he was raised by the Canadian geese who are prevalent in that area. Evidence for the claim: He squawks when he's hungry, he doesn't understand that our other cat's hissing is a threat display, and he loves bread.
PS. I understand that technically they are "Canada geese" but they are terrible and I refuse to do them the honour of mangling the English language just for them.
Load More Replies...When I was a child, my family rented a granny flat behind a house ( we were migrants to Australia), and in front there was a cat tree, as an 11 year old, it was the most amazing experience. This was in 1965.
My first cat, Shiraz, was a solidchunk under his fluff. He was also very friendly to everyone, including a neighbourhood cat that we called Red. We once saw the two of them on the garden wall, next to a small tree. Red shot up the tree, looked down at Shiraz, who was watching, then easily climbed down and waited. Shiraz climbed the tree, less gracefully, then started trying to make his way down. He was a lot less confident and graceful, though he got himself out OK in the end, and joined Red back on the wall. I swear Red had dared him to climb the tree.
Same story here. I had an adult cat who was bottle feed and apparently didn't learn how to be a cat. Later, he was introduced to a skilled adult momma cat who proceeded to reach him how to climb, balance, and jump over tall objects. I'm sure she taught him many other things but these are just what I personally witnessed. Before her lessons he treated trees like velcro cling walls.
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