My cat is a pretty interesting chick. Ever since I can remember she has either slept in my hair or at my side. She's pretty old, I suppose, but I still claim she is my baby as all mothers do! Everyone claims she's fat, but she's just fluffy... really fluffy... and by really fluffy... I mean... she's twenty pounds of fluffy... Her name is Sabrina, she's black and white with an amazingly epic milk mustache, and her hobbies include staring at me from afar, stalking me when I use the bathroom, and coming out of nowhere at unexpected times. She especially loves scaring the crap out of me... For example, I was intently watching a scary movie, scooting closer to the screen every time the main character turned a corner, and out of no where my cat jumped onto the couch, sending me, arms flailing, eyes wide, and in desperation, onto the floor, kicking and screaming at absolutely nothing. Of course, she continued with her intention of casually laying down on the couch and staring at me like I had gone absolutely crazy as I stared at her in absolute terror.
My cat glares at me as if I’ve done something wrong.. I automatically feel guilty and feed her AGAIN for the sixth time today…
I hate it when my cat finds her way into the bathroom and stares at me as I pee… It’s really awkward…
-Thorn ♥
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