I had two cats when I was younger, PG and Bandit. Both lived to be a little over 21 years old. PG tried to run away a few days before she died, but we found her curled up behind out porch and brought her back in (it was winter ;____; ). Bandit was always trying to sneak outside, so I guess she might have tried to do that, too. That cat was nuts. Got in a bad fight with a dog as a kitten and lost her ability to meow. All she could produce was this god-awful howl that sounded like failing machinery whenever she found SPAGHETTI NOODLES. She acted like they were prey or something.
ive been drawing for while now . maybe a yr or so but im definitly looking into maybe getting with a group of other artist so i can learn more about the pin points of adjusting lines .. i will someday
Hey. How do you feel about TV?
I hate this thread.
I took all your French Toast.
They do make diet cat food, you know.
Maybe it's just the way it's sitting, but that behemoth looks more like a shaggy rug with some limbs, a head, and a tail attached to it than a true cat.
My sister took the pic, just some German cat. I've got a lot of laughing mileage out of that pic.
My best friend's sister's cat that my friend gave her because my friend's roommate was allergic... it's prob the only cat I like ever...and I'll surely hate it once it's no longer a kitten.
Aw, how old is he? (can't be that old, he still has the baby blue eyes)
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