Meet my cousin's family's cats. Yes, one of them, has featured before.
This is Oscar. He knows he's a cat.
He's supercilious, treats his staff with disdain and can often be spotted sunning himself in various different windows of houses around the neighbourhood.
A lunatic of a dog.
This is Oscar. He knows he's a cat.
He's supercilious, treats his staff with disdain and can often be spotted sunning himself in various different windows of houses around the neighbourhood.This is Angus. He thinks he's a dog.
A lunatic of a dog.He can be found in cupboards,
and has been returned on more than one occasion by the plumber and a number of painters after being discovered in car, some kilometres from home.
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and has been returned on more than one occasion by the plumber and a number of painters after being discovered in car, some kilometres from home.Like a dog, he has the tendency to follow you around everywhere. He will sit outside the bathroom door, howling to be let in while you're having shower. I tell you, it can do your head in. I only discovered this after I found myself yelling out, 'GO AWAY! Can't you just leave me alone for a while?'
And then realised I was talking to the cat.
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*looks at feet and shuffles quietly out of the room*
8 comments:
You sound like you need a cat in your life. I can offer you a very pretty, slightly used tabby, who talks a lot, but does not yell outside the shower.
I would be delighted to take your cat Saffron, as long as it chose to live somewhere else.
Besides, the dog would eat it. ( I realise that,techically,I haven't got a dog, but thats neither here nor there).
:::sniffles::: This post made me miss my kitties. And my doggies. Stupid PMS, I'm off to have a good cry.
Ohhh, Fat Sparrow. Where are they.
And I have just noticed how more- than-excellent my grammar and spelling is in my last comment. That'll learn me for trying to write before coffee.
Well, the 3 orphaned kittens (they were found at my daughter's high school, and they were really young and I had to bottle feed them, they were really good kitties and I didn't want to see them go to the pound, where they would have died) that we had taken in right before we found out we were going to have to move went to a foster home, one of my friends on ICHC. She found a home almost immediately for 2 of them, and talked her hubby into keeping the last one.
My older cat went to a foster home (a lady who works at the Humane Society) who is currently trying to find a home for her, but it's hard because she's an older cat, 13 years old, but in good health and she'll easily live to be 20. The problem is, we had had her since I had adopted her at the pound when she was 8 weeks old, so she had never known anything else.
That same lady is also fostering my 2 snack-size dogs, who need to go to a home together as they are well bonded. We rescued them as strays last year, they are only 2 years old, and she will screen prospective people to make sure they get adopted together. She says that they have adjusted really well to her house, and they have each other so they'll be all right.
My 2 older dogs... Well, they were older and one was a Black Lab (people don't like black dogs, for some reason) and they both had serious health problems, and we had to have them put to sleep because no one would adopt them.
I miss all of them a lot. And I have guilt. A lot.
Please win a national lottery and buy a small farm.
It would be a bit ironic if I bought the farm after I won the Lottery, no?
Thanks for the laugh; I needed it!
I always did want a hobby farm, though. I can milk cows and goats, tend horses, raise chickens, candle eggs, etc.
Can really see you with a farm - especially since you're a sparrow.
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