Did you ever thought of adopting a Maine Coon cat as a pet??? if you want to know how its behave? having a curiosity of how its play with the children? here is an amazing article on quora from MR. LOGAN
But before going to read about the Maine Coon as a pet let me tell you some bonuse secreates of Maine Coon
Due to poor breeding practices, some breeds are prone to certain genetic health problems. This doesn’t mean that every cat of that breed will develop those diseases; it just means that they’re at an increased risk. If you’re looking only for purebred cats or kittens, it’s a good idea to find out which genetic illnesses are common to the breed you’re interested in.
Amount of Shedding
If you’re going to share your home with a cat, you’ll need to deal with some level of cat hair on your clothes and in your house. However, shedding does vary among the breeds. If you’re a neatnik you’ll need to either pick a low-shedding breed, or relax your standards.
Potential for Playfulness
Some cats are perpetual kittens — full of energy and mischief — while others are more serious and sedate. Although a playful kitten sounds endearing, consider how many games of chase the mouse-toy you want to play each day, and whether you have kids or other animals who can stand in as playmates.
Being tolerant of children, sturdy enough to handle the heavy-handed pets and hugs they can dish out, and having a nonchalant attitude toward running, screaming youngsters are all traits that make a kid-friendly cat. Our ratings are generalizations, and they’re not a guarantee of how any breed or individual cat will behave; cats from any breed can be good with children based on their past experiences and personality.
Tendency to Vocalize
Some breeds sound off more often than others. When choosing a breed, think about how the cat vocalizes and how often. If constant “conversation” drives you crazy, consider a kitty less likely to chat.
Friendly Toward Strangers
Stranger-friendly cats will greet guests with a curious glance or a playful approach; others are shy or indifferent, perhaps even hiding under furniture or skedaddling to another room. However, no matter what the breed, a cat who was exposed to lots of different types, ages, sizes, and shapes of people as a kitten will respond better to strangers as an adult.
The Maine Coon is a native New Englander, hailing from Maine, where he was a popular mouser, farm cat and, most likely, ship’s cat, at least as far back as the early 19th century. He is a natural breed and little is known of his origins. Some say the Vikings brought him to North America, centuries before Columbus sailed the ocean blue, others that he is the descendant of longhaired cats belonging to Marie Antoinette, sent to America in advance of the doomed queen, who had hoped to escape there. Sea captains may have brought back longhaired cats that then mated with local shorthaired cats. One thing is for sure: the Maine Coon is not the result of a mating between a cat and a raccoon, even if his brown tabby coat and furry ringed tail suggest that biological impossibility. The resemblance is, however, how the cats got their name; in fact, Maine Coons that didn’t have the brown tabby coat were called Maine Shags.
The first published reference to a Maine Coon was in 1861, about a black and white cat named Captain Jenks of the Horse Marines. A female Maine Coon was named Best Cat in 1895 at a cat show held in Madison Square Garden. In Boston and New York, the home-grown felines were popular exhibits at cat shows, and when the Cat Fanciers Association was formed in 1908, the fifth cat registered was a Maine Coon named Molly Bond. But the invasion of glamourous Persian and exotic Siamese cats from England around the turn of the century spelled the end of the Maine Coon’s popularity for half a century. Things took a turn for the better in the 1960s, and the Maine Coon Breeders and Fanciers Association was formed in 1968. Today the big, beautiful cats are among the world’s most popular. But what really counts, of course, is that they are the official state cat of Maine.
And finally the most asked question about maine coon cat
This is a large cat. Most Maine Coons weigh 9 to 18 pounds (males are larger), and some tip the scales at 20 or more pounds. They don’t reach their full size until they are three to five years old.
Mr. Logan Says
Currently, I have two maine coons, Lily and Milo. They’re half-siblings having had the same father. When they were kittens, they were nearly identical — in looks and behavior.
They’re about 10 weeks old here; only 2 weeks prior they were still dependant on their mother.
From the moment I brought them home, they stayed close to one another always; they ate, played, and napped together. When they weren’t actively playing, they needed to be touching. It was as if they gained comfort, security and confidence from each other. Lily is 2 weeks older and it was clear Milo looked to her to take the lead, and she did.
Here, they are about 3-4 months old. Breeders of maine coons will select for either a feral or sweet face. Milo and Lily are sweet-faced. They were rescues, given up by a retiring breeder.
Like a lot of maine coons, they love to play with water, but only when it’s in manageable amounts. They couldn’t resist splashing around in their water bowl, so to avoid having to spread a tarp on the floor, I started keeping their bowl in the bath tub. Lily drinks a lot of water because she only eats dry food. Milo rarely drinks it, instead he uses it to bathe in. I always know when he’s in there from the loud splashing sounds coming from the bathroom.
Around the time they turned 1 year old, they began to develop their own individual traits, behavioral and physical. Milo started to grow and kept on growing, while Lily didn’t.
They stopped doing everything together and began to have disagreements over who was going to sit on the top seat of the cat tree or nap on the ottoman next to me. Milo started to eat Lily’s food before his own and still does unless I stay in the room. He’d leave a large pile of poo smack in the middle of the litter box, without making the slightest effort to cover it. All of this behavior was his way of establishing himself in the dominant position.
He still doesn’t always cover his feces, but now that he’s fully grown, it’s more about the fact that he can’t turn around to bury it without the risk of stepping in it. He’s gotten so big, I use an under the bed storage box as their litter box; and since the next step would have to be a kiddie pool, I need to clean it frequently.
For the most part, I let them work out any conflicts between themselves. Cats need to be allowed to come to an understanding in their own way if they’re to co-exist peacefully. If you interfere, they’ll only get into it again at a later time.
And now, after 5 years, they live in relative harmony, although Milo still feels the need to deliver the occasional reminder that he’s top cat. Lily hasn’t completely accepted her subordinate position. I’ve caught her deliberately baiting him, taking a swipe from underneath furniture as he walks past. She knows he can’t fit under the bureau, for instance, and she’s safe from retaliation — at least for the moment.
Lily can sit in the windows, but Milo doesn’t fit anymore. She often ambushes him as he walks by below her. She’ll jump down on top of him, then try to run away before he regains his bearings. Sometimes she makes it, sometimes she doesn’t; and the fur literally flies, clumps of it. I keep the spray bottle handy for the rare occasion when things get out of hand.
Milo is a docile, well-behaved cat, except for the dominance thing, but that’s instinctual, not behavioral. He’s almost always by my side, but, like a lot of maine coons, has never once sat on my lap. I think it’s because he doesn’t feel secure. He seems very aware of his size.
He is a world class bed hog and has no qualms about stretching his 40+ inch long frame right up against me. He suddenly becomes a very heavy sleeper if he senses I’m about to try to move him.
Lily has her own method of trapping people in their beds.
Lily developed a mischievous streak which became more and more pronounced once she grew out of the kitten stage. She takes great pleasure in knocking a pile of mail to the floor, watching while I pick it up, then knocking the same pile of mail to the floor again. She cannot resist tipping over drinks left unattended; glasses, water bottles – anything that contains liquid. I once found shards of glass, the remains of a glass of water my son left on his nightstand, under his bed. She also tries to dart through doors just as they’re closing — out into the garage or onto the porch. If I reprimand her, she immediately does something else she shouldn’t do and gives me a defiant look that says, “Go ahead, say ‘No’ again. I dare you.”
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