I just came back from a 2 day trip and wasn't able too feed my sister's cat which lives with us I had to feed ii because she and my folks are out of the country atm. (I left him two bowls of food before I left). As soon as I got home I fed him, he meowed walked up too me acted like he was going to rub against my leg but instead claws and bites my leg. Fuck cats. I didn't feel any remorse when I smacked him.
I love my cat. just took him to the vet yesterday cause he's limping and the whole time his face like was "oh god please no please don't leave me" then I went home and cooked him up some salmon. yeah I spoil the fuck outta him lol
My cats are chill as fuck.. They just sit around all day and purr and look all stoned even though they aren't .. I am pretty sure cats are the chillest animals ever, besides gecko's or penguins
[quote name='"Led Zepp"']My cats are chill as fuck.. They just sit around all day and purr and look all stoned even though they aren't .. I am pretty sure cats are the chillest animals ever, besides gecko's or penguins[/quote] Amen hahah i got a gecko who just sleeps and soaks up the "sun" from his 100 watt uvb bulb lmao hes so chill, and last night there was a praying mantis outside my door so i caught him and put him in a spare terrarium lmao
I have a catnip patch outside which I have to keep fenced in, but the plants hang over the fence and my cats are always out there fucking around, rubbing against them. I think it does make them high.
My cats are evil.... They will run in circles in my apartment. Jump around in the bathtub making things fall. Drink out of my fish tank so I have to add water all the time. And the worst... Steal fan leaves from my plants when im not looking....
my cats are dumb as fuck but i love them lol. this morning i just got up and i was like still have asleep and he decided to walk right between my legs so i tripped over him. they always do this
They aren't dumb. They just feel entitled to use the same space as you do. In their eyes, it isn't their fault that you decided to keep moving when they wanted the right-a-way. They are just REALLY conceited in self-interests.
The Dog's Diary 8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing! 9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing! 9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing! 10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing! 12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing! 1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing! 3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing! 5:00 pm - Dinner! My favorite thing! 7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing! 8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing! 11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing! The Cat's Diary Day 983 of My Captivity My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now ... *edit* I didn't write this, just passing along a funny satire
Garrett, your cat is "playing you"! lol And I bet he's learned to put that "totally pitiful" note in his meow, too! He's just seeing what he can get out of you! I have 2 cats- both are huge, very long-haired gray tabby males (neutered). One is a dumb lunk of a cat- not too bright, but a good hunter. The other has PTSD and I once got an infraction for talking about him, so that's all I'm going to say! Granny
Cats are chill ass lil bastards. They don't give a fuck. Fuck you all who hate. Felion Friendly Til I Fuckin Die