dont get me wrong...i love my cat..shes my best lil buddy,my companion...my bedmate on cold winter nights..( im single,fat n ugly,not on the dating hunt anymore)shes 16 years old....she was my ex fiance's daughters cat,,,,but the cat hated everyone in that family...the son,,he would pick her up and put her head in a moving cieling fan ( no i didnt witness this,or id more than likely be in prison now),the girl who was 9 at the time,only wanted to "play" with the cat when the girl felt like it,,otherwise ignored the cat and would throw her (the cat) across the room to make her stop rubbing on her,,my ex fiance,would grab the cat at night,because the cat had a habit of sleeping on the pillow behind my head,dana would grab the cat and throw her against the far wall because the purring irritated her,,,,alcohol does nasty things,,the other thing is..dana brought the cat home at 6 days old or less...eyes were not open..and it couldnt potty on its own..i had to feed her with a eyedropped thing,and use a damp q-tip to make her potty,,mother cats will lick theyre young to teach them,,,seems odd but its true acording to the vet who wanted to put her "asleep" at 8 days old...when dana and i broke up...she wanted the cat..but the cat hid from them and refused to eat..when id come over to get items i owned..or do paperwork..the cat would come running..so dana told me to take the cat while the daughter was at school...i brought her home...had her in the garage with me..(where i lived,in the garage) and my mom took out the garbage,left the door open and haley sprinted out,,,ran away..i figured she was gone for good...but at 4 am she was yowling at the side door ....she has not left this yard on her own since...
the thing is....i live in a small (30 ft 5th wheel) RV only place i could find to put her litter box was in the bedroom....i keep it very clean..and thats what this is about....i clean it when i get up in the morning,and before bed at night.....but this little fart of a cat waits...this is EVERY NIGHT mind you....until i empty the box in the evening,,then usually while im still sittin on the foot of the bed....she poops...and then looks at me like...thank you slave..you may now clean it AGAIN......and she saunters off and hits the catnip pouch hard.......the little stoner.....i swear its so agravating.....she sits there and waits..watches...then when its clean...BAM!!
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