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yvonnegeorgina:

NOTES ABOUT SIMON, MY CAT

He wears a tuxedo all the time. He never takes it off. He’s always dressed up, looking fancy, ready for a date.

He likes to tear toilet paper into shreds. This is a recent thing. Is he acting out? He seems to be building himself a hamsters nest beneath the sink. After he shreds the paper, he curls up in the pile.

He squeaks. A vet listening to his breathing asked me if he swallowed a squeak toy.

He’s Jewish.

He’s a molester. Every day he molests his girlfriend, Mama. As if Mama hasn’t been through enough: I found her in a grocery store parking lot, starving, nursing a litter a kittens, and Simon molests her several times a day. She likes it for the most part, but when she tells him no, he really amps it up. Chases her around, pins her down.

Whenever I have to pee, he follows me into the bathroom and climbs into his litterbox and we pee together.

As I approached the door to my mothers house this evening, in the dark, i heard a mid volume cat noise that seemed to be comming from just over my shoulder . It was a ‘waow’ sound………..I jumped clean out of my skin.

I immediately rummaged in the drawer in the kitchen for the torch, got it going by shaking the batteries to life and then - once lit - shone it out the back door.

Two cats . Both sitting. About six meters apart. Making strange cat-language noises at one another. Soon to be molesting eachother.

Love cats.

This is an unidentified one. Isn’t it strange and nice and just different

Sometimes I dont need anything too heavy, just a nice view with some sky