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create_destiny) wrote2004-07-16 09:34 am
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The Kitty-Cat Diaries
So last night I'm sitting in my apartment and this weird cat comes right up to my little pet door and acts like he's just gonna come right on in and check things out.
And I'm like, "No! You don't live here!" and he scrams.
Makes me wonder what's going on when I'm not home...is there some kind of kitty commune going down in my apartment that I don't know about? Has my place become some sort of crash pad for wandering felines all hopped up on catnip and looking for a bowl of free munchies?
Am I gonna have to install some kind of paw identification system on the kitty door?
And I'm like, "No! You don't live here!" and he scrams.
Makes me wonder what's going on when I'm not home...is there some kind of kitty commune going down in my apartment that I don't know about? Has my place become some sort of crash pad for wandering felines all hopped up on catnip and looking for a bowl of free munchies?
Am I gonna have to install some kind of paw identification system on the kitty door?
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One night her boyfriend heard a cat fight in the storage room where the cat food was kept. He went to check it out and found two cats facing off in their usual puffy haired/arch backed cat manner. One of the cats was supposed to be in the house and one wasn't. In a moment of extremely poor decision making, he reached down and attempted to grab the unwelcome cat and put it outside. Having come to this point directly from bed he was wearing minimal (if any) clothing. The cat protested being picked up in the usual cat protest manner. With it's claws. With vigor.
The cat eventually won the fight when it sank it's claws into the boyfriend's scrotum and started doing Tarzan swings from it. I'm not sure exactly what happened after that. I assume all of the boyfriend's focus went from 'getting the strange cat out of the house' to 'getting the fiery claws of agony out of my nutsack'.
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My mom often has a door or window cracked for her cats, and every cat in the neighborhood hangs out at her place.
First it was the neighbors asshole black cat that beat up Tommi. Then she moved and Ewok started hanging out. We don't actually know his name, but he looked like an Ewok...until his owners shaved him, then he just looked freakish.
Then their boyfriend moved in, without permission. He was a basic tabby, and very nice, but my mom suspects he was peeing on stuff. I actually woke up with him in my bed one night. I have a picture of him lounging on our couch.
For years now there has been this Siamese bitch terrorizing Tommi and Alyx. And she's not afraid of humans, unless we actually get up and chase her. At one point there were like four or five different cats hanging out at various times, even when we were home.
Now there's a new black cat, somewhat homeless, but I think the people across the street feed it. It's a very nice cat too, but keeps eating their food. Also not so afraid of us.
My mom still puts up with it because she doesn't want to trap her cats inside or out. The only thing I worry about is Feline Luekemia, which can be transmitted through eaten food apparently.
So...good luck with the commune! :)
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Miranda
Reality Vs. Karma
Cause that would have been horrific. Making a cat scream like that...