Casper got some kicker time too.
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Before you own cats: “Oh no, cat claws are scary!”
After you own cats: “Yes, this is day 4 of my baby giving me clawed arm hugs and gnawing on my fingers. Yes, I know I’m bleeding.”
Lol so true. My ex rescued a cat that was basically feral (or at least behaved that way), but I loved him and eventually he realized that I was going to pet and cuddle him no matter how much he fucked me up lol… He would still bite, but you could tell he was no longer trying to really hurt me hah
I lucked out on my feral cat (rest in peace, Midna). She was a kitten I found living in the apartment trash heap. Definitely not owned, as she was much MUCH too young to be an outside cat. I was outside sitting in the driveway humming “Scarborough Fair” and I heard the tiniest mewling as she ran up to me.
All my other cats have been shelter cats. I had a foster kitten that was so sick I could not take my eye off him and he needed antibiotics for most of his kitten life, so I kept him. I’d perch him on my shoulder and do everything with him there. My dad took him in when I had to move and it was adorable seeing him fully grown and draped around his shoulders all day. When he got sick again, my step mom called me and gushed at how good he was about taking his medicine.
But he was a hugger. A full on baby in full grown form and he would velcro to you if you picked him up and want you to hold him for HOURS. And it hurt sometimes. A cat claw in your nipple is not fun and he liked to give free piercings.
Aww…
Yeah my ex heard crying coming from under her neighbor’s shed, and there he was. She named him “Puck” after the character in A Midsummer’s Night’s Dream, due to his troublemaking ways.
I did have an opportunity to see him again many years later (before he sadly passed away), and he had chilled out quite a bit. Completely domesticated it seemed. I wondered if he had remembered me. RIP Puck.
I feel that. My feral stray came to me when I was living with friends. We had a falling out and they wouldn’t let me take her. It was their place, so I had no say. A couple years later I was visiting my favorite local shelter to play with the cats there and I saw her.
I was so mad. She remembered me and it broke my heart that I could not take her with me at that time, as I had maxed out my cat allowance with my landlord. They didn’t even have the decency to tell me. Their cats were not there, so I know they just threw her away and I was livid. I guess they at least had the decency to take her to the shelter…
Have we got Devon Rex cross (maybe sphinx) here? Very interesting looks! 10/10 would pat, may also bleed. I’m ok with that.
When he’s not destroying toys, he’s a sweet little snuggle bug. He’d be down for a pat.
The shadow almost looks like a daggar too
Very battle ready cat
Our cats couldn’t care less about kickers.
hehehehe <3
Maybe part battle mode. Or our cats power up higher than yours (five of six ends pointy, flying)
