They are hilarious! The kitten has to relearn for herself the sad fact she doesn’t like coffee. Every morning. I think she just likes the challenge, lol.This cat must be part changeling.
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"Roar! I'm the mighty lion. Fear me! Wait, wha... No, dammit! Fear me! FEAR ME!!! FEAR!!! ME!!! No?! Oh, fuckit, then."I'm going to get you for this. You had better sleep with one eye open.
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Seriously, who wears a tie with a Hawaiian shirt?
Sending positive vibes.I have to take Junior into the vet at 7 am tomorrow (ugh) because he's having two procedures done. This will be the first time I've had to have him anesthetized (he was fixed as a kitten, and I didn't get him until he was 10 months). I'm really starting to get anxious. I'm worried that something will go wrong or they'll find out he has some horrible illness.
I have to take Junior into the vet at 7 am tomorrow (ugh) because he's having two procedures done. This will be the first time I've had to have him anesthetized (he was fixed as a kitten, and I didn't get him until he was 10 months). I'm really starting to get anxious. I'm worried that something will go wrong or they'll find out he has some horrible illness.
I have to take Junior into the vet at 7 am tomorrow (ugh) because he's having two procedures done. This will be the first time I've had to have him anesthetized (he was fixed as a kitten, and I didn't get him until he was 10 months). I'm really starting to get anxious. I'm worried that something will go wrong or they'll find out he has some horrible illness.
We had an outdoor cat named Daisy. We had to have her put down almost a year ago. Anyway, she was a small cat so when we saw other stray cats around the neighborhood we would keep an eye out for her.
One day, an ugly dirty "white" cat was walking down the sidewalk. He looked like trouble. I don't know what he did to this bird but the bird was following him and kept pecking him near the base of his tail. It must have been happening for awhile because the cat was just dejectedly walking along, not paying the bird any attention.
The next day I went outside to feed Daisy and the cat walked up and just sat next to her. She didn't seem to mind and I gave "Bruce" the rest of her food. Bruce would come around 4 or 5 times a week for several months to be fed. He must have been abused by someone. He only let me pet him twice for a few seconds.
A few times we would see Bruce laying out in the sun in our back yard. One day he just never came back.
I have to take Junior into the vet at 7 am tomorrow (ugh) because he's having two procedures done. This will be the first time I've had to have him anesthetized (he was fixed as a kitten, and I didn't get him until he was 10 months). I'm really starting to get anxious. I'm worried that something will go wrong or they'll find out he has some horrible illness.
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