I'm home!!!! It turns out @PickliciousF needs me! She told me not to worry about @rickygervais's bad words, and then she punished him by eating his office plant and encouraging a big spider to climb inside his t-shirt. Best day ever!
I've been fired. My dad said some very bad words which I didn't understand so I've packed my prawny and my spotted hanky. I don't know where I'll go or what I'll do. I'll miss you @JaneFallon, @rickygervais, and @PickliciousF 🦊
My cat has officially claimed the spot next to me forever 🥺💖 No matter what, he always ends up curled up beside me at the end of the day. Best cuddle buddy I could ask for 🥹
I’m exhausted from my 24 hour kissing booth marathon. I’ve finally made my fortune!! I’m rich beyond my wildest dreams! I was trying to think how best to invest it & coincidentally I got a call from a Mr McMonty McMontague who needs investors for his sporran business. Interesting
Why did you wake me up??? I was mid snoozle!!! How’s a little kitty supposed to function on only 22 hours of sleep??? Oh, it’s dinner time, you say. It’s late. Why is it late???
I spent 4 years in the bad place, but I’ve had over 5 years in the best place ever! Every day the percentage of my life that was in the bad place gets smaller! Please rescue a sad kitty if you can. Love Pickle, former sad kitty now the happiest girl in the world.
I witnessed someone leave this cat behind at the park. I had just finished letting my dog play in the river and was heading back to my car when I noticed another vehicle near the boat ramp.
I saw the passenger door open and shut, and then the car quickly backed out and drove off. In the exact spot where it had been, this cat was left behind — pressed low to the ground, completely still, like she was trying to disappear.
I put my dog in the car and walked over. She didn’t move, just stared at me with wide, terrified eyes. I gently asked, “Are you okay? Do you need help?” and she immediately started crying out loudly.
I crouched down, and within seconds, she slowly came toward me and tucked herself under my legs, still crying. In between her cries, she rubbed her face against me, like she didn’t know whether to be afraid or relieved.
Since I had my dog with me, I asked the next person who arrived for help. Together, we took her to a vet to check for a microchip, but there wasn’t one.
The vet estimated she was about ten years old. She had fleas, but otherwise, her tests came back normal.
She’s incredibly gentle. She let the vet handle her without any aggression — no hissing, no growling — just fear. At home, she’s found a safe spot under the futon in my office, where we’ve set up a bed and litter box for her. It’s only been a few days, but we’ve been able to leave the door open. My other two cats know she’s there and give her space, though they occasionally peek in before running off again.
I didn’t catch the license plate of the car that left her, but I’m not sure it would have made a difference anyway.
She was terrified, yet she trusted me almost instantly. It breaks my heart that someone could do this to her. But at least I was the one who found her. I’ve taken care of her vet bills, vaccinations, and anything else she needs — and if more comes up, I’ll be there for that too.
Dexter, my orange cat, has been gone for a month and a half. We searched and everything. We all mourned him and have slowly been moving on. About 20 mins ago he comes walking up in the front yard like nothing ever happened. This boy!! I fed him his meat food and now he’s passed out in the living room floor.