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My poor pussoes

cats discuss lolstoats

This is the point of the trip where I start to feel guilty about my cats. I imagine them shuffling around the house going “miaowwwwww…” in forlorn voices. They always have HUGE eyes, like those paintings.

In truth, I left them a way in and out through the basement, so they’ve probably had the time of their lives. And I’ve undoubtedly been feeding their friend, the Big Black Cat Who Is Not At All Intimidated By Me. Dude eats out of their bowl even when I’m IN the house.

Damnedest thing. My two are usually territorial (especially Charlotte), but they don’t seem to mind this guy.

October 29, 2007 — 7:26 am
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