A friend from wayback had a story about when she lived in an attic room and would leave the attic window open so her cat could go outside onto the rooftop.An actual cat burglar.
A kleptomaniac cat notorious for stealing items from its neighbours has "finally brought home something of real value" - £25.70 in cash.
Pilfering puss Theo became known for thieving Christmas decorations and toys in Ipswich, which owner Rachael Drouet would then try to return. She had joked it might be useful if he brought home cash instead of "tat". So he did. The eight-year-old Siamese cross stole the money a neighbour had left out for the milkman. Ms Drouet and her family recently moved to a new house in the town and thought Theo might have left his thieving habits behind him.
You: I am not a cat person.I am not a cat person. The missus was. I think at peak feline we had over 20 of them. One in particular, the only brindle one (that's the colour it would be called if it was a dog ) used to like sleeping on my chest so in the morning I'd open my eyes and it would be staring intently at my face.
There were so many that quite frequently one or other of them would sneak off to where there was less competition, so if south-east Essex has a plague of grey tabbys its probably our fault.
Too right. You would have as well. Once or at best twice in a lifetime a true treasure comes your way. I messed up the first and the second was lost to the Big C. But I'm a stubborn b*****d and I will survive as long as I can still start the Harley.The things people do for love...
The sentence "rubbing her hairless face all over mine" gave me a frightened cringe that I haven't experienced on this site in a while...I am a cat person, although I also love dogs, but we have fourteen rescue felines (not counting whatever passengers are being carried by our latest pregnant rescue, a sphynx (we also have two rabbits, a bearded dragon, a hognosed snake, some tropical fish, a mini Shetland pony, and a couple of horses)).
I've put my foot down on no more animals. Absolutely! Categorically! No exceptions! Anyway, since then, someone found a sphynx cat clawing at their door, and my fiancée loves these hairless, ugly little creeps. She figured, this thing's worth a grand, so we'll take it for a few hours, so she can fuss her dream cat, until the obviously distraught owner gets in touch through one of the many channels we're part of to get this precious baby back. I was working away at the time. The cat did nothing but hiss and scratch her. I got back from work the following day. She was all over me and has been since. I can't stand these weird bald creatures, but it won't leave me alone. It hates the misses. Several days have passed, nobody has claimed her, and, joy! the scrawny thing is preggies. And she's in love with me. And now she's all over my head at night purring in my ear, rubbing her hairless face all over mine. While the misses tries to stroke her and gets lacerated for her troubles.
Erm.I recall a Youtube video which featured the attempts an evil-looking Sphinx-cat made to mount an ordinary, hairy moggie.
Looking for it, however, reveals that Sphinx-cat porn is rife on Youtube now. Frightened cringes all round!
I think he meant the cat, not his GFThe sentence "rubbing her hairless face all over mine" gave me a frightened cringe that I haven't experienced on this site in a while...
Me to :OErm.
I have so many questions but I'm scared of knowing anything else about it.