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By Ted-ED
The animation style makes the cat look stoned as fuck.
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Makes me miss my cat that died a few years ago, can't bring myself to get another one. :(
[QUOTE=shadowboy303;50206925]The animation style makes the cat look stoned as fuck.
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Makes me miss my cat that died a few years ago, can't bring myself to get another one. :([/QUOTE]
When my cat died, I didn't want any more cats in the house because I wouldn't want to go through the same thing again.
Well, he himself said "NOPE, YOU'RE DOOMED" by having an active sex life, and now I still have 4 cats that descend from him.
I'll blow up if any of them die. Especially Joe, my one eyed cat...
my memé (great grandma) lives on my street, and she had an outdoor cat named satan. he wasn't 'mine' per se, but i saw him all the time, so i consider him mine. ironically, he was the nicest cat i've ever seen... you could step on his tail, and he'd just look around at you and give you a look that said "please stop".
he lived to be 22. one day he didn't come home, and we assumed that he decided to go fuck off and die somewhere, on his own terms.
i may sound nonchalant about it all, but i loved the shit out of him. to this day, i view him as some kind of badass survivor. i'm just happy that he led a very long, happy life.
when i settle down, i think i'd like to get a cat and name it beezlebub, or lucifer in his honor, and memory.
tl;dr - hail satan
Well as long as we're talking badass cats, I had a true survivor. His name was Murphy, he had three legs as a result of wandering into a trap when he was young. He was born albino and deaf which meant he didn't hear himself meowing so he'd just sort of warble loudly. He'd been run over several times and as a result had a metal pin through one of his legs yet still was able to bully all the other cats in our area (probably because he was such a terrifying freak). The only other cat he feared was his mother, who was crazy and terrifying. She used to leap and catch bats out of the air.
The funniest thing was when he tried stealthily stalking animals through bushes. He was bright white as a result of being albino so he was clearly visible even at night.
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