Accidentally dropped some rice on Crusty the cat which led to my family laughing their asses off while I kept trying to pick rice off of him while he kept violently smacking his little paws at me while I was saying stuff like “stop trying to beat me up I’m trying to help, unhand me you heathen, it’s just rice you’ll survive” etc
alright so Pangur got her claw stuck while rolling over in bed, and then just GAVE UP, which led to her being horizontally flattened in a way that gives her impossible girth and...... I'll share, but just know that it's an optical illusion. please. I swear to god she's a healthy weight. I mean, a little chubby, but not like this.
here
so for some reason you have all crucified her
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good news, everyone! I found a second photo of the incident
oh god WYRMSONG
Vice has brought me?? A fuckimg pincushion? He had to carry this upstairs
And he's got a fruit sticker stuck to his beansprouts. Boy what are you doing
WAIT FUCK HE'S RUNNIN OFF WITH IT
pro tip: if the surface you're about to sit on is the same colour as your noble eunuch, make sure to double check it to avoid any accusations of assassination attempts
this morning i noticed my cat was freaking out more than usual. he's an anxious kitty (he'd been a stray for 3 years when we got him, then we had two moves with a very rough period in between). usually he has a routine that i do with him that helps him calm down but today it just wasn't working and i couldn't figure out why he was so stressed out. he kept bapping me on the head and waking me up and running around and eventually i realized what the issue was.
on monday i had a skin biopsy that left a pretty sizeable wound. yesterday i spent pretty much all day feeling like shit and laying around, and today i was supposed to clean it and change the dressing. he was panicking because he could smell the wound, saw me laying in bed all day, and he wasn't sure if i was okay. i got up, and as i removed the old bandage he started WAILING. just completely losing it when he saw it. he clearly understood that something like that wasn't good. i made sure he didn't touch it, but i let him smell me and see that i was okay, and he watched me clean and re-bandage it and pretty much the second it was done he immediately calmed down.
ten minutes later and he's purring and snuggly and 'guarding me' from such scary things as Loud Noise Outside and Blanket Moving Weird. this cat is better at taking care of me than i am some days.
ALTThe good boy in question
