Published on 12, July, 2020
I've been wanting to do this thread with that title for so long now.For the avoidance of any unfortunate misunderstandings which will just give the mods a lot of unneccesary work this thread is for CAT PICTURES.
Here's the bestest cat in the world, to start us off.
His name is BlackJack, his mortal remains lie at the bottom of our garden, but he lives on in my memory, and at the place where he last lived, there is a Blue Plaque commemorating his life set discreetly above the front door and under the fire escape. He taught us an awful lot about cats, and psychic phenomena, and genuine, un-alloyed love and trust.
Here is my plush kitten I like sleeping with her.
What do you feed her?
I believe that plush toy animals only eat kapok
They are perfect pets, as they don't poop, don't jump onto counters, never need to go to the vet, and their food doesn't smell.
So if two cats sit on you/next to you, then you look like chewbaka from Star Wars :)
Ah, ok just misunderstanding! Plus one thing - English is not my first language. It’s not that I’m poor at English itself but sometimes its a bit harder for me to understand especially if there are proverbs which I don’t know and of course tend to understand them literally and some cultural context. Just saying generally. Maybe for these reasons I shouldn’t be here, it’s a UK site and I’ve never even been there, but… here I am.
Mine was a "celebrating the diversity of thought" type post.
It seems I am not very good at them... ;c(
I have owned many things that I have stroked and felt strong affection for in my childhood and somewhere in a small draw there is a furry spider I got about sixty years ago, (his name is Sammy) and I enjoy projecting a personality onto many of the things I own, so I believe I can appreciate and empathise with your preference, AND I'm stoked that you bought a different kinda cat and vibe to the thread.
You'd get on with my Missy then, she very much likes her humans at a distance...
Well, actually you'd probably not actually get on with her, she spews brown filth wherever she goes. Fortunately although it loks just like brown filth lying on the carpet it is in fact just surplus microscoiclaly thin but oh so plentiful hairs in a clump that thankfully yield quickly to the mighty Shark 500 vacuum cleaner and often also to the dyson handheld, or the special electrostatic rubber sponge deal that pulls her hairs of the cushions and anyting I am wearing if I don't want to look like a complete tramp or farmhand...
I AM COMPLAINING!
More and more your option is looking attractive... ;c)