Cat! Hiding cat.

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A couple days ago I was talking about what kind of pet I might get. Yesterday, I had a chance at both a dog and a cat. I left it up to fate. The dog turned out to be unavailable. The cat, who belonged to a woman who's moving out of state, was available.

So now I have a cat. He is big and orange/brown and very fluffy, and I would show pictures of him but he is currently hiding somewhere and I can't figure out where. His name is Jack. He was answering to it fine last night. This morning, no response.

He followed me all over the house yesterday and kept insisting that I pet him. Today, ha! I'd almost think I imagined him, except that his supplies are still here.

When he shows himself, I'll get him to pose for pictures.

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[ladymalchav.livejournal.com]

She was fine. Fang was one tough kitty. She'd also nest in open drawers, so you had to check before you shut them or she'd get stuck. Happened a few times, she was 'lost' once for a few days that way. She also once took a spin in the dryer. Each time, she just shook it off, gave a look of 'What? I totally meant to do that.' and started licking her paw in that way they do. My grandparents had her declawed as a kitten, but just the front claws so she could defend herself if she got out. Not only did she develop a mode of attack only using her hind claws, but she worked her front pads in such a way that a whap from her hurt worse than if she HAD scratched you.

She was the queen of the castle, and we all were to recognize her superiority.