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Old 01-06-2003, 09:00 AM  
thatdykeliz
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Originally posted by iwantchixx
Fcuk, I love cats. Seeing all these pictures of adorable kitties makes me want more cats. We used to have a second one named Elliot. It was our ex roomate's, but he never took care of it. And Eliot IS A FUCKING HELLION! SCratches everything, eats everything, literaly watching tv with a plate of supper and next thing ya know he is sitting straight up in yoru plate with a litle smirk that says "come on you know you want to kill me!" I'm so glad his owner took him with him when he left. But I'll say this much, I miss him He was such a cuddly cat when it was bed time...
Scratches everything...sounds like Quinn, except she chews on everything. I have never seen anything like it...there isn't a scrap of paper in this house that doesn't have little Quinn-teeth marks on it. My daughter learned very quickly to put away her homework, because the cat would eat it...puts a new spin on "the dog ate my homework."

I hate to say this, but I kind of miss my ex-housemate's cat. (I don't miss the ex-housemate, may she burn in hell for an eternity...) The cat was one of those fucking huge Maine Coons, and so goddamn laid-back and calm that he was practically comatose. Pick him up and he would just sort of ooze all over your arms.

What was fun was watching him get into trouble -- trouble that was usually instigated by my cat Bogie. (Bogie died of misdiagnosed feline diabetes two years ago...I miss him like you wouldn't believe.) Dash -- the Maine Coon, and boy was he ever misnamed -- Bogie, and Salem would occasionally stage "jailbreaks."

They'd wait at the back door for one of the kids to forget and leave it ajar, and they'd be off. Dash was the lookout, Salem would run out into the yard and start peeing on the bushes, and Bogie would be fucking around sniffing the doorjamb, and boom, they'd get caught. Two 7 year old girls would be screaming "THE CATS GOT OUT!" at top volume, herding them around by waving their arms and screeching. The cats would fall all over themselves to get back inside, mostly to get away from the screaming two-leg kittens.
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