Yeah, right, like your Cat is gonna let you squeal.
Just when I thought I was out!
They’re not called the Caffia for nothing!
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At 3 am I was woke up by the loudest crash I’d ever heard. I impressed myself with how fast I went from sound asleep to wide awake running downstairs.
Old man deaf guy decided a very large sea shell terrarium needed to be on the floor from a shelf almost 6’ up. The thing was against the wall so he deliberately pushed it down.
It also broke the custom glass top we had made on that side board.
Glass, shells, and sand everywhere. He’s okay and resting comfortably. We were supposed to leave for a job around 5am. We’re running late.
What you gonna do?
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Wow. Pure destructocat!
ETA I understand he’s been poorly, so please don’t pass this jibe on to him.
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The two hospice kitties get free passes for everything, the other kitties might get a timeout to give us a break but they pretty much have a free pass as well.
When I heard the crash I ran down the stairs, my wife had fallen asleep in the recliner, she was alright so I got cuckoo kitty, not far from the scene, picked him up, inspected him for damage, and then put him in the bathroom to keep him safe while we cleaned up. While he was in there he cleared of the counter.
He’s been a special boy since day one 16 years ago. Our daughter saw him get hit by a car on the highway so she brought him home. We took him to the vet to be sure he was alright and then washed him up and brought him in.
He’s been a handful and once we figured out he was deaf it explained a lot of his behavior.
That black dog was a shar pei lab mix, he could have eaten any of our cats any time but he let them push him around. He lived to be 18.
A week or so after we got the white devil we came home from work to find him batting a Hummel head around the living room. The Hummels we have are very special and very old, they came direct from Germany in the 50s they were my wife’s grandma’s. She cried and then I built that cabinet into the wall to keep her collection safe. I also buy CA glue in bulk to fix the stuff he breaks.
The first picture is the day we got him. The rest are from that first year.
He still sleeps the same.
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This is why we can’t have nice things.
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He looked terribly scraggy in the first pic, so I am glad he has found a caring home.
Also, sincere thanks for the potted history, that was a lovely story, and just what I think we all need right now.
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That octopus…
also, obligatory…
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Okay, it’s official. Per the vote, Little Girl Kitten’s name will now be Ripley.
I didn’t realize until this last weekend how well this works, because my last name is Hicks.
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If only he could talk and answer a simple question.
Wtf?
He just tossed the poor gnome on the ground.
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Monkey business. Baby marmosets are very curious.
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He’s the gift that keeps on giving.
My wife got up to go outside and he wasted no time getting a snack.
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Well, this is unexpected, for me anyway, who can tell which end of a horse is the front, but not much else…
This is my sister’s sweet natured beast who, deep down, seems to have fantasies of being a murder horse. I’ll get the full story on Wednesday, but apparently the animal just loves sword play, jousting, and generally playing at being a medieval battle-beast.
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