The cross-eyed orange longhair is the saddest animal ever to exist. No other creature can hope to match him at looking betrayed and wounded. I turn on the light outside the back door; he is standing there looking at me; I understand that I have never committed a graver sin than this. I made it too bright for his glitchy little eyes and it’s not fair.
“Your cat trying to steal my fuckign car”
- text to my parents
When your confused orange cat has a runny nose, he will become more confused than usual; and, thus, more like himself; and, thus, more orange.
The 3rd-worst thing that you can do to a cat is sit and read out on the porch, where he can see you from the window, but can reach you only with his voice (forlorn).
The 2nd-worst thing that you can do to a cat is also the porch thing, but with headphones on.
Bu Cat is sitting silently on my legs, refusing to be petted; Dupe Cat jumps onto my stomach; Bu immediately starts purring; after a few seconds, Dupe does the same.
“I’m in charge here”
@thegeekgene lies down in Bu’s spot; Bu responds to this; I respond to Bu.
Their eyes meet over the mess they made on the carpet.
This is not allowed because that shelf is disintegrating, but I can’t get him down without heightening the risk of it collapsing on us.
He is SO GOOD at looking confused. A genius.
I don’t know what the cats did with the kale seedlings. They’re just completely gone.
I think the reason Bu purrs “for” Dupe when I’m petting Dupe might be… to remind Dupe to purr. Sometimes Dupe will be doing the happy eyes-closed face and kneading me as I rub his nose, but making no sound… until he hears Bu start purring on the other side of the couch. Then he starts purring himself.
Conclusion: Bu is trying to teach his orange child social skills.