Man, I remember having four cats at one point. One was Roo, one was Boo, one was Queenie, and the last was Bean. They were all so cute. Roo was quite the fatty though. He always wanted what I was eating, not his cat food. So his heavy self would just sit on my lap and purr until he got a pepperoni off of my pizza.
cuuuuuuuuute.
Yeah, we sometimes called him Garfield because he was orange and fat.
I've only ever had one cat at a time and it makes me sad
I've had a total of seven cats in my lifetime.
I've had like 4.
Cats are better than dogs. Change my mind.
No. Cats are amazing.
Exactly!
Indubitably
Indeediddly. Cats are precious purr babies. Good fuzzy pillow sassy scratchy beans. No matter how naughty they are I will always love em.
I've had five cats (but really remember two)
Queenie, the Uber bitch who hated everyone (given away)
Prince, a soft bean everyone loved (given away)
Cismit, my baby whom I loved (died on Halloween years ago [I remember cause I was watching the Olivia Halloween special])
And Hunter, my attitudinal fluff boi who was covered in spiderwebs this morning when he say down in my lap (I'm terrified of spiders)
CUUUUUUUUUTE. My cat Karma was also an uber bitch who hated everyone. She passed away a couple years ago though.
My cats' names were as follows: Queenie (hit by a car), Orion(given away), Athena(given away), Apollo(given away), Roo(given away), Boo,(given away) and Bean(died of a disease.) There were also a bunch of kittens, but we decided not to name or keep any of them so that they could stay with their mother (Athena).
When I was little we had a cat named Peanut. I don’t remember her that well other than what my family’s told me about her because I was really young when she died. But now we have a cat named Izzy and I love her so much
Shadow- hated almost everyone, was jealous that my sister and I took our parents' attention, backed off when we didn't need help with everything, my parents got him as a kitten before I was born. Died a few years ago (he was 20, I think)
Callie- got her last year from a shelter, likes me the best, gets into everything
Sammy- Old, but sweet. We had her when I was really little and when I was first learning to read she would sit on my lap and let me read to her. We had to put her to sleep.
Nick- Fat tabby. I named him, he was literally my life, and he has with me through the beginning and worst parts of my suicidal depression. We had to put him down, too. I'll never forget how much that affected me.
Hershey- Current boi. Even fatter. V floofy. Maine coon mix. Scars on nose and eye from fight as a stray. Super cuddly. Likes being held. Also likes destroying things. Love of my life. He is my son and I would die for him.
Aww. I'm sorry you had to put down the first two. And Hershey sounds so cute!
Yeah, that was hard. But Hershey is amazing lmao
I have/had four cats. There were Emma and Moe, who were both around before I was even born (wasn't very long, though), and now we have Tigger and Figaro, who we got after Emma finally died. It was pretty tragic given that she spent most of her time hiding because she didn't like our dogs, but she came out to see my dad on her last night and nuzzled him before finally passing. It fucking broke him, man. Fortunately, he absolutely loves Tig and Figgy.
Aww, that's so sad. :( But I'm glad he likes Tigger and Figaro.
yoyoyo I have been summoned
aw everyone's talking about sad stuff :((
dances around awkwardly.
Is it good if I just post random gen z memes in here?