Yeah, cats especially are more the "they find you" sort of pet.
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
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Black or gray man. (Oh, like I get actual choices for pets I own. They run in front of my car or otherwise find me.)
Oh, I very deliberately chose Dread Beastie, and we searched until we found the boykitties. It was just that one of Pete's neighbors had taken in the litter of kittens from the feral mama at the apartment complex, and this tiny bundle of mostly white fluff climbed straight up my skirts, squeaking at me. There was nothing I could do, I had to take her home.
Next kitty is going to be a grey shorthair. That's what Pete wants.
this tiny bundle of mostly white fluff climbed straight up my skirts
This image is totally enchanting.
I had several students today who just walked into the classroom, put their homework on the homework pile, and walked out. Rude much?
Rude much?
When I was a student, I never knew what to say to professors.
When I fell for Mr Peabody, I had no idea that he was the World's Sheddingest Dog. There are drifts of white fur everywhere, although it may be better since the thyroid medicine.
bonny, I was in my stage of wearing ankle-length Victorian-style skirts with petticoats, so the small bundle of fluff had a lot to hang on to.
There was a used bookstore that always had cats; whenever I would shop there, we had to do a cat-check under my skirts. The store cats had figured out they could hide under the petticoats and escape to the magical outside when I left.
Next kitty is going to be a grey shorthair. That's what Pete wants.
That's what I wanted too. I got Puppycat. Stupid DxH. He said she looked all playful. No one mentioned she was never going to grow up. I adopted Peter Pan. Patty Pan. Whatever.
When I was a student, I never knew what to say to professors.
This was at the beginning of class. Every other student walked in, put their homework on the pile, and then sat down for class.
bonny, I was in my stage of wearing ankle-length Victorian-style skirts with petticoats, so the small bundle of fluff had a lot to hang on to.
This is the exact image in my mind.
Wait. Has the stage passed? No. Wait. I'm not sure I want to know.
Wait. Has the stage passed? No. Wait. I'm not sure I want to know.
Now my daily wear is knee -length Victorian-ish skirts, with petticoats. Ankle-length skirts are for going out dancing and formal-ish dress-up events.