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man my sweet angel baby cat is having a great fucking day. I feel good for her, like I’m making up for the Monstrousness of taking her to the vet Wednesday.
Firstly, we fed her early this morning because it was a weekend. Then she napped on a heat vent, which was great. Then, for no reason, I opened a can of tuna and gave her some, which never happens but which she inexplicably expects every time a can opener is operated in the house. (The puzzling part is that her cat food cans are pull-tab, so we don’t use the can opener on cat food. But, when my sister’s cat lived here, she taught Chita that tuna cans are the Most Amazing Thing. It’s the only human food Chita cares for at all, and now she thinks all cans that you open with an opener are tuna. I often present her the tomato paste or bean can I just opened, and this does not deter her from reacting the same way every time.)
Then she napped, and then my dude took a nap so she could sleep on his arm, which was great, snuggled right up by his face. And then, and then, get this, he got up and I took a nap, so she was able to move onto my arm and sleep on my face. She lay with her chin in my hand for a very long time, purring quietly.
Then she got out of bed and went into the living room and found my dude, who was sitting on the couch, and climbed up onto his belly and did a trust-fall onto his arm, and slept like that for another hour.
Maybe she’s feeling poorly from the antibiotics but I really think she’s just having a great fucking day, for real.
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man my sweet angel baby cat is having a great fucking day. I feel good for her, like I’m making up for the Monstrousness of taking her to the vet Wednesday.
Firstly, we fed her early this morning because it was a weekend. Then she napped on a heat vent, which was great. Then, for no reason, I opened a can of tuna and gave her some, which never happens but which she inexplicably expects every time a can opener is operated in the house. (The puzzling part is that her cat food cans are pull-tab, so we don’t use the can opener on cat food. But, when my sister’s cat lived here, she taught Chita that tuna cans are the Most Amazing Thing. It’s the only human food Chita cares for at all, and now she thinks all cans that you open with an opener are tuna. I often present her the tomato paste or bean can I just opened, and this does not deter her from reacting the same way every time.)
Then she napped, and then my dude took a nap so she could sleep on his arm, which was great, snuggled right up by his face. And then, and then, get this, he got up and I took a nap, so she was able to move onto my arm and sleep on my face. She lay with her chin in my hand for a very long time, purring quietly.
Then she got out of bed and went into the living room and found my dude, who was sitting on the couch, and climbed up onto his belly and did a trust-fall onto his arm, and slept like that for another hour.
Maybe she’s feeling poorly from the antibiotics but I really think she’s just having a great fucking day, for real.
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