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i have absolutely nothing of any interest to say - but when have i ever let that stop me?
a brief background of feline activity in my home is as follows...
i have a cat named honkey. she is retarded. i say this with nothing but love in my heart for her. she is the product of a kitty family wich consisted of several generations of un fixed, inbred, indoor, unkept, cats wich lived under a broken down pool table in a punk house were my brother used to live in san jose ca. honkey to this day doesnt clean her self very well and i think she is growing dreads on purpose. i keep cutting them off, and she keeps growing them back. she has been treated as a princess since ive adopted her, yet she is still skiddins and antisocial. she once pissed on my room mate cuz my room mate wouldnt give her a doughnut. honkey also scratched a friend of mine in the eye once because he was being dumb and making "baby noises" at her. honkey likes to head butt me while i sleep and even though she is probably six or seven years old, she still insists on kneeding my gut for extended periods of time befor it becomes comfortable enough for her to sit down. she also will not let me clip her toe nails and onced pissed on my record collection because she was mad at me. when she was younger she thougth she was a squirrl.
anyways a couple years ago i got honkey a cat tree and she has always been very territorial over it. several monthes ago, when my girlfriend moved in, she brought with her, her own cat, pearl. pearl is much more refined than honkey, more intelligent for sure. and they have been having cat tree wars. so the other day my girlfriend goes out and gets pearl a cat tree of her very own. this new cat tree is about a foot and a half taller than honkey's and also has the added feature of a swing. now i havnt seen pearl step foot on her new cat tree but once and honkey can be seen sitting hight atop this "new hotness" of a cat tree while the "old and busted" cat tree of the past sits vacant. honkey glares down upon us with kittytude while pearl has now made a bed in my teeshirt drawer and is content to play with crinkly balls which are strewn about all over our apartment.
i have absolutely nothing of any interest to say - but when have i ever let that stop me?
a brief background of feline activity in my home is as follows...
i have a cat named honkey. she is retarded. i say this with nothing but love in my heart for her. she is the product of a kitty family wich consisted of several generations of un fixed, inbred, indoor, unkept, cats wich lived under a broken down pool table in a punk house were my brother used to live in san jose ca. honkey to this day doesnt clean her self very well and i think she is growing dreads on purpose. i keep cutting them off, and she keeps growing them back. she has been treated as a princess since ive adopted her, yet she is still skiddins and antisocial. she once pissed on my room mate cuz my room mate wouldnt give her a doughnut. honkey also scratched a friend of mine in the eye once because he was being dumb and making "baby noises" at her. honkey likes to head butt me while i sleep and even though she is probably six or seven years old, she still insists on kneeding my gut for extended periods of time befor it becomes comfortable enough for her to sit down. she also will not let me clip her toe nails and onced pissed on my record collection because she was mad at me. when she was younger she thougth she was a squirrl.
anyways a couple years ago i got honkey a cat tree and she has always been very territorial over it. several monthes ago, when my girlfriend moved in, she brought with her, her own cat, pearl. pearl is much more refined than honkey, more intelligent for sure. and they have been having cat tree wars. so the other day my girlfriend goes out and gets pearl a cat tree of her very own. this new cat tree is about a foot and a half taller than honkey's and also has the added feature of a swing. now i havnt seen pearl step foot on her new cat tree but once and honkey can be seen sitting hight atop this "new hotness" of a cat tree while the "old and busted" cat tree of the past sits vacant. honkey glares down upon us with kittytude while pearl has now made a bed in my teeshirt drawer and is content to play with crinkly balls which are strewn about all over our apartment.
