Leo knew.
I just feel so up in the air. One minute I think Harvey is pretty content as an only cat, the next I worry he is bored.
If you want me to leave, you can put your hands on my hot, tight little body and make me.
Spike ,'Get It Done'
Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
WindSparrow - Mar 24, 2019 8:14:31 pm PDT #5561 of 8216
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Fred Pete - Mar 25, 2019 3:52:01 am PDT #5562 of 8216
Ann, that's a ferret.
Have I told Coco's story? Seamus was very lonely after losing Rigatoni, so we started looking for a companion for him. A local shelter was holding an adoption event at the local Petsmart. I was among the adults cats when I opened one of the cages, and a black cat jumped into my arms. And ever since, it's been impossible to tell whether he is my cat or if I'm his human.
Hubs fell in love with a gray and white kitten named Pearl, and we ended up adopting both. In the way these things work, Coco and Pearl bonded with each other, and Seamus remained alone.
Zenkitty - Mar 25, 2019 4:54:08 am PDT #5563 of 8216
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I love stories of cats picking their human.
As it turned out, Percy and Leo didn't get along well. Leo is a little too aggressive in play, and Percy doesn't appreciate his enthusiasm. And then a couple years later, a pretty gray cat showed up on the patio, and Leo went bananapants trying to get to him. I said No more cats! FFS. I fed him anyway, but I refused to name him. I just called him the Gray Cat. Guess how that worked out. Now his name is officially, for the vet, Murray, but he actually answers to Gray Cat. The naming of cats is paradoxical. He and Leo get into hissy slap fights, but then I walk into the bedroom and they're snuggled up asleep together, so.
I could talk about my cats all day. They're so great.
Laura - Mar 25, 2019 5:16:45 am PDT #5564 of 8216
Our wings are not tired.
I have both of my sister's here visiting. The sibling of Mulder & Scully may be adopted by my sister so we may have 3 kitties here shortly.
-t - Mar 25, 2019 6:14:42 am PDT #5565 of 8216
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
IJWTS Murray Gray Cat is a great name
All of my cats either chose me or were thrust upon me by circumstances outside the control of either of us. Pixie was found by the side of the road by a customer of the store I was working at who brought her in in hopes that some other customer might adopt her. She spent the day walking on the counters and yelling at everybody and by the end of the day she was clearly coming home with me. Miss Kitty I got via the Sr Director of Operations swinging by my desk and saying "you're a cat person! My friend has a cat she can't keep, can you take her?" so I did.
Connie Neil - Mar 25, 2019 7:46:14 am PDT #5566 of 8216
brillig
I think I've told the story of Shadow, who appeared at our door as a kitten, strolled in, inspected the premises, used the litter box, adn fell asleep in the food bowl, as we followed after him, bemused.
After I lost my ancient Koogie Cat, we went to PetSmart, just in case. I wanted a female cat, to avoid male cat issues, and as I was strolling along the cages, one of them reached out and put his paw on my hand. But I wanted a female. I actually tried two others, but there were problems with both. I went back to the male, who was sitting there looking at me with "Well, it took you a while, but you got here in the end" on his face. I didn't get to keep Amon Ra long, due to a neighborhood asshole in a jacked up truck who hated cats. But he was a hit with the kids at the bus stop on the corner.
Steph L. - Mar 25, 2019 7:57:21 am PDT #5567 of 8216
I look more rad than Lutheranism
We grew our own kitty in the backyard. (I'm not sure Murderbiscuit's momcat actually gave birth in our backyard, but she moved them there at some point; by the time that Tim found them in our yard, the kittens' eyes were open and they were wandering around.)
Glamcookie - Mar 25, 2019 8:00:58 am PDT #5568 of 8216
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Kitty stories! When I lost my beloved Josie, I decided to adopt another quickly so we went to the pound and found a sickly little black kitty girl that we adopted (momo). Not 2 weeks later, a teeny gray baby boy appeared on our street (Casper). So, yes - kitties do generally find you when you need them.
WindSparrow - Mar 25, 2019 8:01:37 am PDT #5569 of 8216
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
I love the gotcha stories. I may be impatient about our next gotcha but I believe it will happen.
Steph L. - Mar 25, 2019 8:06:39 am PDT #5570 of 8216
I look more rad than Lutheranism
kitties do generally find you when you need them.
Murderbiscuit showed up about 6 or 7 weeks after we put Kato to sleep, and about 7 or 8 weeks before we put Slinky to sleep. He drove me absolutely batshit crazy that first year, and there were a LOT of times I genuinely regretted adopting him, but he was a godsend to Tim, who had had Kato and Slinky basically their whole lives, so their departures were brutal for him (super hard for me, too, obviously). Having wee Murderbiscuit during that period made Tim SO happy. He still adores the kitty way more than that demonic scapegrace deserves. (Yes, I love the kitty, too. But he still needs to chill the fuck out by an order of magnitude.)