june gloom on 5/10/2013 at 08:54
There's a bunch of stray cats that have taken over the neighborhood. One of them seems to be retarded. I sometimes find it banging its head against my back gate trying to force it open rather than simply go around it or jump over it. I named it after you.
Mr.Duck on 5/10/2013 at 09:28
Here kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty....
*Seduces Renzatic*
faetal on 5/10/2013 at 13:30
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Quote Posted by dethtoll
I named my dog Miki.
She was named Nikki at the shelter we got her at and I wasn't going to stand for that kind of generic nonsense. Miki was close enough.
Now your dog thinks you talk funny.
Renz - my gf named a fly in her flat Turbo (she just moved city and has been a little lonely). She has been referring to the same fly now for weeks, I don't have the heart to tell her it's probably a different fly each time.
Shayde on 5/10/2013 at 16:39
My cats are PikiTup and Annoying Customer.
Come back Geebs, we can do better I swear. :(
Sulphur on 5/10/2013 at 18:17
Mine? Our cats were a tortoiseshell named Stupido, a tiger-striped girl named E.T (because she moved in this uncannily sorry way that looked like she was being puppeteered), and my niece's kitten was Mr. Magoo before he ate some pesticide and died.
Why are we talking cat names? Today is opposite day. I don't have any cats. The ones I had all died. The ones that didn't disappeared, most probably because they died. My friend had a cat who took shelter in her kitchen loft once, with a single kitten - I suppose she couldn't save the other ones from whatever fate they succumbed to. My friend couldn't keep them around, so we had to bundle them off to a kind soul who offered to take them up. Since they were half-stray, half-domesticated, we had to lure them into a kitty box with saucers of milk in it. Once they got in and we closed the box, they were completely terrified, and we couldn't do anything to calm them down. The kitten mewled until the mom calmed her by licking her headscruff the wrong way.
On the way to the house of the person who was going to take them, about twenty minutes later, while the box was on my lap, milk spilling onto my jeans the whole way, they quietened down. Slowly sat up, then, and just stared at me for the remainder of the trip. The looks on their faces -- it was like they were wordlessly asking me, 'Why are you doing this to us?' I had never felt that awful in a long time; the last time was nearly 7 years ago when our dog Bruno died in my arms because we took her to the veterinary hospital too late.
Fuck the heartache. Fuck having cats. Fuck having pets. :(
Renzatic on 5/10/2013 at 19:06
Quote Posted by MrDuck
Here kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty....
*Seduces Renzatic*Why don't you respect me for my mind, Duck? :(
Quote Posted by Sulphur
On the way to the house of the person who was going to take them, about twenty minutes later, while the box was on my lap, milk spilling onto my jeans the whole way, they quietened down. Slowly sat up, then, and just stared at me for the remainder of the trip. The looks on their faces -- it was like they were wordlessly asking me, 'Why are you doing this to us?' I had never felt that awful in a long time; the last time was nearly 7 years ago when our dog Bruno died in my arms because we took her to the veterinary hospital too late.
I know what that's like. As you know, I had to have my 20 year old cat, Homer, put to sleep earlier this year. Over the course of a couple of days, he went from healthy and solid to on his last leg, It took all the energy he could muster to move to his favorite spots around the house, sometimes taking hours to move from one room to the other, and wasn't eating or drinking anything at all. When I finally figured he wasn't getting better and had to take him to the vet, he didn't even put up a fight getting into the cat carrier...which he always did, even when he seemed to sick to do so before. And even worse, on the way there he made these horribly sad, puny little "mew" noises. It was terrible.
Then the vet told me there wasn't anything they could do but ease his suffering, so...goddamnit, Dantes. Now I'm depressed.
R Soul on 5/10/2013 at 19:24
Quote Posted by NuEffect
too many kittens are called crap like Pancake these days.
There's a young cat that lives near to me who's called Pancake. Mine are named after cars, so I have Lotus, Porsche, Opel and Bentley. And an old dog who's the odd one out, called Sally, and 3 year old big lump called Morgan.
Vivian on 5/10/2013 at 19:33
I have one called Bun and one called Coffin. Coffin is goth. Bun is mildly retarded, I think. He does that thing where goes and stares at the corner for like three hours.
SubJeff on 5/10/2013 at 19:43
You think he's retarded but what does he see in that corner man, what does he seeeeeeeeeee?
Renzatic on 5/10/2013 at 19:45
He's probably looking at spiders.
I caught my cat Cosmo doing that the other day. He was all leaping around, going into stalk 'n kill mode over...something, I didn't know what at the time. He's pawing and sticking his face in corners, acting all weird. It took me a second to see that he was going after a big ass wolf spider.
And even worse, in the amount of time it took me to run to the kitchen to get a towel so I could kill it in my hands, Cosmo ate the damn thing. I came back just in enough time to see the things legs hanging out of his mouth, and him going all naw naw naw on it.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure Cosmo has Pica anyway. He can go into a perfectly clean room, and some way some how find something to eat on.
