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was on old catadon.social a while. glad to see #catadon again🐈
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was on old catadon.social a while. glad to see #catadon again🐈
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#OfficeKitty is drooling with happiness while sitting on my lap.
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#OfficeKitty is drooling with happiness while sitting on my lap.
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#Writever 2402.2 — Whiskers
How many years was it since I adopted this family of two-legged monsters? I'd trained them well to feed me on demand and provide me a warm bed and reliably clean litter. In return, I kept their house free of cockroaches and sometimes left a fresh bird on their doorstep.
It took me all this time to figure out the sounds they'd been babbling at me were actually a name! My mother had named me Flash Claws because no kitten was faster.
My monster family had named me, "Whiskers."
How much more demeaning could it be to be named for a body part that every cat had in common? Not much.
I. Was. Soooo. INSULTED.
I immediately took it out on the roll of paper the two-legs mounted for me to get my frustrations out, but the folds of white did nothing to ease my frustration. I walked by my scratching post and took it out on the sofa instead, but that wasn't enough.
Whiskers? REALLY?
The female monster with her kittens left the house, and I thought maybe I'd give her a scratch. I rushed out the cat door. I stopped quickly when she dropped her set of metal door openers. I snatched the keys and jumped back through the cat door.
The thumping on the door was gratifying, but then there was the male, who'd probably come up with the ridiculous name because he was just that stupid. He often sprawled on the sofa—the one I'd just scratched my frustration out on—containers of smelly liquid sometimes foaming all over him, watching his flicker box and farting when nobody was looking, right in front of me where I could smell it. Like an old dog. Many were the times he'd not let me sleep on his stomach. So uncouth.
I loped into the room with the bed and the clothes, selecting a nice white shirt. I dragged it to my litter box.
I peed on it, before trying to bury it.
Whiskers, though? REALLY?
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#Writever 2402.2 — Whiskers
How many years was it since I adopted this family of two-legged monsters? I'd trained them well to feed me on demand and provide me a warm bed and reliably clean litter. In return, I kept their house free of cockroaches and sometimes left a fresh bird on their doorstep.
It took me all this time to figure out the sounds they'd been babbling at me were actually a name! My mother had named me Flash Claws because no kitten was faster.
My monster family had named me, "Whiskers."
How much more demeaning could it be to be named for a body part that every cat had in common? Not much.
I. Was. Soooo. INSULTED.
I immediately took it out on the roll of paper the two-legs mounted for me to get my frustrations out, but the folds of white did nothing to ease my frustration. I walked by my scratching post and took it out on the sofa instead, but that wasn't enough.
Whiskers? REALLY?
The female monster with her kittens left the house, and I thought maybe I'd give her a scratch. I rushed out the cat door. I stopped quickly when she dropped her set of metal door openers. I snatched the keys and jumped back through the cat door.
The thumping on the door was gratifying, but then there was the male, who'd probably come up with the ridiculous name because he was just that stupid. He often sprawled on the sofa—the one I'd just scratched my frustration out on—containers of smelly liquid sometimes foaming all over him, watching his flicker box and farting when nobody was looking, right in front of me where I could smell it. Like an old dog. Many were the times he'd not let me sleep on his stomach. So uncouth.
I loped into the room with the bed and the clothes, selecting a nice white shirt. I dragged it to my litter box.
I peed on it, before trying to bury it.
Whiskers, though? REALLY?
[Author retains copyright (c)2024 RS.]
#BoostingIsSharing and #CommentingIsCool
#fiction #fantasy #writing #writer #writers #author #writingcommunity #writersOfMastodon #cat #cats #catadon #Caturday #funny #humor #comedy
#RSdiscussion
#RSstory
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Let's check this place out. I'm currently looking at this and sharkey... trying to figure out where easymode will land after we leave Firefish... god it's sad! lol. Thanks for all the work. I love the blog and forums. I guess I just want to make sure I don't have to keep jumping platforms (because I'm not good at it and don't have time).
@catadon team: Are there any plans for what to do if the devs get too busy to maintain the project? Is that a possibility? I know this is a free thing and you are working on this for the community, so thank you so much for all the work. #catadon
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Let's check this place out. I'm currently looking at this and sharkey... trying to figure out where easymode will land after we leave Firefish... god it's sad! lol. Thanks for all the work. I love the blog and forums. I guess I just want to make sure I don't have to keep jumping platforms (because I'm not good at it and don't have time).
@catadon team: Are there any plans for what to do if the devs get too busy to maintain the project? Is that a possibility? I know this is a free thing and you are working on this for the community, so thank you so much for all the work. #catadon
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Last #caturday of 2022 is as close to a snuggle as these two will ever get. Happy new year!
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Quark woke up. I petted him, and then he went right back to sleep. #Caturday #CatsOfMastodon #Catadon #Cats
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@Htaggert I love this photo! Is your cat glorious? She looks like it to me. She reminds me of a dear friend from now several decades past, named Grendel. There is a way that some cats are so present in the moment and in themselves. Not arrogant, instead they I think they radiate glory and something beyond words. Many humans can’t accept this, so they mock and belittle. But the glorious ones are unflapped. #cats #Catadon
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@Htaggert I love this photo! Is your cat glorious? She looks like it to me. She reminds me of a dear friend from now several decades past, named Grendel. There is a way that some cats are so present in the moment and in themselves. Not arrogant, instead they I think they radiate glory and something beyond words. Many humans can’t accept this, so they mock and belittle. But the glorious ones are unflapped. #cats #Catadon
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Happy #Caturday from Lemi!
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Good morning. Here is a very important video of my #cat, Jiffy Pop. Recent pastimes include pushing empty tuna cans onto the floor (decathlon) and training as an escape artist (trying to get into smaller and smaller boxes). This video is from her early apprenticeship in the circus arts. #JiffyPop #HoudiniCat #Catadon
