My dad had a pet skunk as a kid. I think he said it kind of acted like a cat.

I once sat down next to my cat and calmly said “I wish you would shut the fuck up.” And she responded by biting my knee.

I was like, “yeah ok, I deserved that one.”

I went through this just a few weeks ago. It was really hard seeing her refuse to eat anything. But at least she seemed to like looking outside, laying on her favorite blanket.

Had to put mine down several weeks ago. She was also 18. I lost several other pets and four grandparents without shedding a tear, but this one broke me.

The vet appointment was at 6pm, so I could spend the last day with her. She acted more or less normal for her age, except not eating for three days and throwing up water.

I was rubbing her head until her heart stopped. I still miss her so much.

That’s a decoy. The real cat is behind you, ready to strike.

I feel like we need a community dedicated to “find the _____” pictures like this.

Looks like a bit of litter got stuck to his foot. Like toilet paper on a shoe.

Update: She’s tuckered out from all that bird-watching:

I sent one.

My 17+ year old does seem to have a slightly raspier voice than she used to.