Same, at our table of 4. I can’t control the rest of my extended family…
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I am very allergic to cats, so I am not sure I want to come back myself as a cat. Especially Siamese.
However, I had a cat friend in Palo Alto, Calif., whose humans were my neighbors in a 3-family rental. I was not allergic to her at all. She was very fluffy. Apparently she didn’t have “that” enzyme in her saliva because she did clean herself frequently. We became great friends. She jumped out her second floor window, walked across the roof, climbed down a tree, and started nudging against my door every morning, where she had breakfast. I was working on my dissertation most of the time at home most days except when I went to my part-time job.
We became very close and she spent most of her days with me. Occasionally we had sleep overs.
I was a complete dog person before then. Annie cat entered my heart and soul more than any dog I had loved.
This sounds crazy, but I think she may have been reincarnated into a human child I met…
However, Annie cat loved shell fish and other fish. She was not interested in meat canned food or live birds or rabbits as her sister was. Her favorite was canned crab. She accepted immediately that the crab was gone when shown the empty can. I made cioppino a couple of times in my in-law apartment when it was dark. She smelled it and showed up on my doorstep immediately, vocalizing very loudly.
I moved away in November 1988. I still miss her. She slept, ate, explored (outdoor cat born in Kansas), loved.
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My, that guy or gal has got some BIG thumbs!
Here’s my daughter’s kitten a couple of months ago (I think posted before in another thread). She’s a fair bit bigger now, but I can tell she won’t ever really be a big cat. She was the runt of a friend’s litter.
She likes to try to rule over the college roomie’s cat. She thinks she’s pinning him down, but really Sampson is just chill and doesn’t really care.
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Years ago I prayed for cell phones, never anticipated the dark side of them.
My hairdresser has 2 teen daughters and when their friends come over she stands at the front door with a basket to collect their cell phones.
I thought this was a good idea and told a friend. He did the same when a bunch of friends and relatives came by and only about ½ would relinquish phones.
If someone looks at their phone when we’re having a conversation, I stop talking.
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My daughter’s new kitten: a friend found her as a stray with a very damaged tail (caught in an engine fan?) so took to vet. Including spaying, shots, tail amputation, $500.
Her resident cat absolutely refused to accept the very sweet kitten so my daughter got her.
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I’ve been railing against them as long as smart phones have been around. They are so addictive it is hard to get out from it once you get sucked in.
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Love the diagram!
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Love
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Are we turning this thread into a pet pic thread? Asking for a cat mom 
Or is there already one in existence I’m not aware of, where we can share particularly adorable pics of our furballz?
Anyway, carry on!
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Now THIS was an AMAZING effort while sick! You get a gold star 
on your forehead! Hope you’re both back up to full capacity very soon to make a dent in those pies.
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Thanksgiving was horrible. My human came down with a bad case of brother in law on Wednesday. Despite taking his prescribed Champagne-type wine and Pinot Noir, he did not feel better until late Saturday. He is still not 100% but taking martinis and Brie.
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All are perfect cure-alls for PITA BILs.
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Hilarious. I used to suffer from inlaw-itis. Bourbon was the answer. Stunning canine.
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I had to quit my BIL cold turkey. It was the only way to avoid the problem with any certainty.
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We have bourbon on even number nights and gin on odd numbered nights. Tonight is martinis. Our son in law makes Milam and Greene bourbon. He is a gem.
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My two boyz were hollering that they had been STAHVED on Thanksgiving Day without me there to feed on command.
Oh wait. That’s an everyday occurrence.
These two Chunka-Munkas had salmon, IIRC, for their Turkey Day dinner. Finnegan is in the back; Murphy is up front waiting for his close-up.
(Them lying this close to each other doesn’t last too long and moments after this was taken several weeks ago, one chomped on the other and off they went through the house sounding like a herd of wildebeest…if said wildebeests snarled like pissed off cats.)
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I have been backing off from EtOH for life reasons, but short days without the sun draw me back to it. I know I’m screwing myself. Tell me about that stunning dog.
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Calling all Fur Babies? Our last remaining cat (goes by the name of Rabbit) likes lying on the Christmas lights. Something about the buzz of electricity…
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