conversation with the cats

Jan 18, 2006 04:22

i walk upstairs and go to the kitchen for a poptart. peepers (small black kitten) comes up frolicking around my feet. i grab the poptart and kitten and put her on my shoulder (i believe she's a parrot reincarnate). i put the poptart in the toaster and bc (bitchcat, fat black and white cat) starts nuzzling up to my feet so i bend down and pet her ( Read more... )

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mithgarian January 18 2006, 12:22:39 UTC
*hug*

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obakehoshi January 18 2006, 17:41:25 UTC
Whenever I'm feeling down, my Lefty cat will always come and sit beside me. She won't ask to be petted or nuzzle or climb in my lap or anything. She just sits there to let me know she's there and that I can hug on her if I want. I love my kitty. She's better than most people.

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xbluexfishx January 19 2006, 03:29:16 UTC
yea, the cats are normally like that. (that's why i love cats so much!) but they weren't last night. which made me even more sad..

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