black cat
so when my parents moved to PA my brother and mimi were home and there was like a really badly beaten up black cat underneath our deck. they tried to get animal rescue to come get the thing cause it was so pathetic looking. anyway animal control couldn't find it. so everyone thought the cat was dead underneath the deck.
so last week. jacob is like oh there is a black cat on the deck. and i'm like oh really. and then 5 hours later he goes. you know what. that was "the" black cat. the one that was "dead". i never saw this damn cat. and mom would see it on the deck and i kept missing it. well i finally saw it one day.. to confirm that this thing existed.
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so my parents won't let sammy (my white cat) come in the house unless he is supervised. for fear that he will piss on the furniture. sore subject.
well last night (or early this am really) i am on the interwebs and i hear cats. and i'm like no thats the dog breathing.. well i finally went outside to see what i could see.
so anyway this damn black cat was there when i opened the door. and i hissed at him real loud. and he ran away. so he had obviously been fighting sammy.
and then i spent the next 10 minutes trying to find sammy. he finally came to me. looking beaten and battered.
so i wrapped him up in a towel and put him in the laundry room.
(side note.. damn it looks like a tornado is coming through right now)
so anyway sammy looks like hell still. and i am keeping him in the laundry room cause i just want him to rest. im a bit to scared to look through his fur to see what damage has been done.
so last week. jacob is like oh there is a black cat on the deck. and i'm like oh really. and then 5 hours later he goes. you know what. that was "the" black cat. the one that was "dead". i never saw this damn cat. and mom would see it on the deck and i kept missing it. well i finally saw it one day.. to confirm that this thing existed.
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so my parents won't let sammy (my white cat) come in the house unless he is supervised. for fear that he will piss on the furniture. sore subject.
well last night (or early this am really) i am on the interwebs and i hear cats. and i'm like no thats the dog breathing.. well i finally went outside to see what i could see.
so anyway this damn black cat was there when i opened the door. and i hissed at him real loud. and he ran away. so he had obviously been fighting sammy.
and then i spent the next 10 minutes trying to find sammy. he finally came to me. looking beaten and battered.
so i wrapped him up in a towel and put him in the laundry room.
(side note.. damn it looks like a tornado is coming through right now)
so anyway sammy looks like hell still. and i am keeping him in the laundry room cause i just want him to rest. im a bit to scared to look through his fur to see what damage has been done.