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!!! Chita was so little!!! <3
She was FOUR POUNDS when we adopted her. TEENY AND FEARLESS. Now she is about 11 pounds and a weenie.
I carried her around on my chest like that when I got home and she tried to murder me for a bowl of Cheetos, which is hilarious because we taught her not to beg for people food but she thinks Cheetos are fascinating. (We didn’t teach her like, the way one teaches animals things properly; just, whenever she begged at the table, we gave her things like raw onions or plain flour, so she learned that we ate dumb shit. She learned about tuna cans from another cat who lived with us for a bit, though, so that jig is up, and in fact freaks out about all cans even though for her entire life, her wet food has come from a pop-top can. It’s truly amazing.)
!!! Chita was so little!!! <3
She was FOUR POUNDS when we adopted her. TEENY AND FEARLESS. Now she is about 11 pounds and a weenie.
I carried her around on my chest like that when I got home and she tried to murder me for a bowl of Cheetos, which is hilarious because we taught her not to beg for people food but she thinks Cheetos are fascinating. (We didn’t teach her like, the way one teaches animals things properly; just, whenever she begged at the table, we gave her things like raw onions or plain flour, so she learned that we ate dumb shit. She learned about tuna cans from another cat who lived with us for a bit, though, so that jig is up, and in fact freaks out about all cans even though for her entire life, her wet food has come from a pop-top can. It’s truly amazing.)
