Stories About Pets

Thank you! I should probably get my doctor to make some kind of order, but I've lived in the same place a long time and I'd only be worried if the landlords sold it.

 

I have just discovered that my kitten, Primrose, somehow managed to bookmark an article in the Huffington Post. She entitled it "RRRRRRRRRRRR".

Should I be worried? 0.o

 

That depends on what the article was, I suppose ;)

 

No, she's just exploring a career in piracy.

 

Last night my weird bread-obsessed cat shot out the door as I was coming in from the laundromat. I managed to get my bicycle inside and drop the 40-pound GI duffel of clean laundry just in time to keep her from snarfing down a hunk of hamburger bun she found on the balcony.

 

@Moss

 

oh god too cute I can't even

 

My dog, Tucker, making his happy face.

 

Couple pictures of my little old leo, Tex :> sorry for the potato quality, my camera aint shit (and I know fuckall about using it anyways :P)

mostly her just wandering around on my bed, plus one of her perched on one of her tank things, which is a rare event :3

 

I have mentioned shy cat who has a history of abuse and is easily triggered, and I am happy to report that she sleeps on my bed every day and she even slept on my lap once. Sometimes she meows at me to announce her presence and receive pettings.

 

My kittycat Shadow (now chasing butterflies in kitty heaven) used to sit on top of books when I was trying to read. And then he'd get pets.

 

I'd post a picture but it's really hard to photograph black cats. especially when the only time I'd remember to try to photograph him he was snuggling on my black unicorn blanky

 

I have dog!!!! Daisy dog!!!! Golden retriever puppy.

This is her with my little sister, who loves the puppy and whom the puppy loves

Spoiler

Daisy's a friendly friendly brat. She's really patient about people touching her ears/tail/etc, taking medicine, being brushed and bathed....but she loves people too much! She goes nuts whenever someone gets home or walks by her when we're outside. She jumps up and puts her paws around your hips to hug you. One time she ate a hair tie and we had to run up and down the block with her for an hour at night until she threw up and we could get the hair tie.

Then she threw up again inside.

She's too hyper, but she's so sweet and my sister looooves her. I love her too.

 

Two of my cats, Sam (for Samwise) and Gracie (for Gracie Lou Freebush) love each other so much that you can normally find them cuddling like this.

 

We have gerbils. The boys sometimes do this thing where they attempt to drink from their water bottle simultaneously. It's hilarious and also cute. (These are Duke and Gaius, the JRPG final boss gerbils.)

 

i just wanted to share that this morning my cat pulled a piece of yarn across bottom of the railing at the side of the stairs and into the kitchen, effectively creating a yarn tripwire and almost murdering me.

not sure if this was intentional, must investigate further.

 

Not my pet, but one of the neighbor's cats has figured out that if it rings the doorbell and waits at the door, humans show up, and then it can paw at the door and meow piteously.
Also it figured out how to hop onto the banister to ring the doorbell.

 

Pavel, the manager of the plane crew on this trip, met and adopted a street dog from Puerto Natales. It is adorable how much he loves this dog. He moved out of the very nice hotel where NASA has put us up and into a hostel so he could keep her with him, and now he's going through the process of getting her cleared to come back to the States with him. She comes to the airport with him on flight days - I just met her this morning and she immediately licked my face and tried to sit in my lap.

 

The picture is crossposted from my intro post, but a story: we adopted this kitten, Boodle, who showed up at our back door. (We have some sort of sign above our house reading SUCKERS WITHIN that only animals can read.) Wife tempted her inside with cheesesteak, which Boodle won't deign to eat now.

Boodle spent about a year being skittish and standoffish, and then overnight turned into the most snuggly beast ever. Wife is her favorite person; she regularly wails outside our bedroom door at night and will climb Wife from the floor if Wife isn't paying attention to her. She sleeps on Wife's chest on the weekends, cleans her vigorously (with biting) and kills crickets for her. She also rides on people's shoulders like a tiny parrot. She looks exasperated in the picture below because she tires of the paparazzi.

 

There's also this picture of her holding Wife's hand: