Dreamliner
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Pussies have teeth
Damn Pussies...
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twister947
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My cat has become an occasional visitor; it's Kitty Fight Club season, and he's out there being a cat and taking care of business.
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Hmmm, not impressed. Not impressed, at all. Should I give them a bit of claw on that naked skin 
Dreamliner
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pussies, always seem to like a bowl of milk
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I had a nice little nap for about five hours, give or take. Probably my fault since I put on the Star Wars marathon and I don't think I've made it through the opening credits in at least twenty years.
Was having really pleasant dreams of cuddling. Well, mostly cuddling. I am still breathing, so naturally, there was a little more to it than that. But, the cuddling was nice. Really nice.
I woke up to find Puck snuggled up to me.
That is Puck, not Smoke. Smoke, I'm used to. Puck... this is the first time I'm aware that he's done any such thing in the months since he joined our pack/pride.
The moment I woke up, I rolled from my side onto my back. Not necessarily to put some distance between myself and Puck, although that was the result. I was just stretching and doing inventory about if I was really ready to be awake or not.
Puck was not done, however, and first rolled over and grabbed my arm. Which was adorable, I admit. And although I know him too well to ever trust him, I laid there and let him snuggle my arm and petted him for a few minutes.
Something about the position just didn't work for him, so he eventually got up and moved over to curl up next to my face. Purring away. And again, I know him far too well to ever trust him, but it was adorable. So, I reached up and cradled him with my hand, stroking his fur while he rumbled against the whole right side of my head and right shoulder like a little diesel generator.
And again, something about the position just didn't work for him. Next thing I know, he rears up and puts his front paws on both my cheeks. And slams his forehead into my nose. Still purring away.
I admit, it didn't exactly tickle. But, this is the first time since I brought him over that he has attempted to cuddle, that he hasn't brought out the claws and teeth. So, I took it with a sigh, and only slightly adjusted my head so that he was pushing the top of his head against my eye socket rather than my nose. Rumbling away like an eighteen-wheeler now.
However, as I say, I know him far too well to ever trust him.
Sure enough, after a time, he reared up and gave me his version of a kitten kiss, Which resulted in his left fangs slicing my bottom lip.
Knowing better than to give vampire kitty a taste of my blood, I immediately (but gently) disengaged and wandered off to potty and otherwise start my day.
Not the pussy I was hoping for. And I'm not the masochist he was hoping for.
ETA; And I swear other than having fangs and no wings, he reminds me of Toothless.
Was having really pleasant dreams of cuddling. Well, mostly cuddling. I am still breathing, so naturally, there was a little more to it than that. But, the cuddling was nice. Really nice.
I woke up to find Puck snuggled up to me.
That is Puck, not Smoke. Smoke, I'm used to. Puck... this is the first time I'm aware that he's done any such thing in the months since he joined our pack/pride.
The moment I woke up, I rolled from my side onto my back. Not necessarily to put some distance between myself and Puck, although that was the result. I was just stretching and doing inventory about if I was really ready to be awake or not.
Puck was not done, however, and first rolled over and grabbed my arm. Which was adorable, I admit. And although I know him too well to ever trust him, I laid there and let him snuggle my arm and petted him for a few minutes.
Something about the position just didn't work for him, so he eventually got up and moved over to curl up next to my face. Purring away. And again, I know him far too well to ever trust him, but it was adorable. So, I reached up and cradled him with my hand, stroking his fur while he rumbled against the whole right side of my head and right shoulder like a little diesel generator.
And again, something about the position just didn't work for him. Next thing I know, he rears up and puts his front paws on both my cheeks. And slams his forehead into my nose. Still purring away.
I admit, it didn't exactly tickle. But, this is the first time since I brought him over that he has attempted to cuddle, that he hasn't brought out the claws and teeth. So, I took it with a sigh, and only slightly adjusted my head so that he was pushing the top of his head against my eye socket rather than my nose. Rumbling away like an eighteen-wheeler now.
However, as I say, I know him far too well to ever trust him.
Sure enough, after a time, he reared up and gave me his version of a kitten kiss, Which resulted in his left fangs slicing my bottom lip.
Knowing better than to give vampire kitty a taste of my blood, I immediately (but gently) disengaged and wandered off to potty and otherwise start my day.
Not the pussy I was hoping for. And I'm not the masochist he was hoping for.
ETA; And I swear other than having fangs and no wings, he reminds me of Toothless.
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twister947
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^^^ I approve of this message.
I had a vampire kitty...Lestat.
I had a vampire kitty...Lestat.
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Dreamliner
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Pop up in all sorts of places.
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Since I'm allergic to most cats, but love all animals, I'm treasuring this thread. The entries here bring heartwarming smiles to my face.
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Fuzz therapy without the hives
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Exactly!
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Proof the box genes are always present.
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You'z norty dadda
I'z gonna tell mom
about all those kissy ladies
on your show box thing
I'z gonna tell mom
about all those kissy ladies
on your show box thing
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Me: It's night. Go the fuck to sleep.
Puck: It's night! Time to find something to feast on, fight, or fuck!
Awww, fuzzy face!
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The reason I'm counting carbs
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This is a kitten we rescued. He was skin and bones when we found him but nurses him to health. Every time I would come home from work he would struggle against who had him until I would take him. Within minutes this is what he was doing on me. I miss him but I found him a great home.
https://imgur.com/gallery/Rcllp9D
https://imgur.com/gallery/Rcllp9D
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I have a spastic cat like this. She will go crazy over the most innocuous things.
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An old memory bubbled up thanks to a post where a submissive referred to herself as a kitten, and more my response where I mentioned "kittens that dared to climb my fence."
I suppose I could have put it in the "what made you smile or laugh" since I did chuckle at the old memory.
And I guess I could have put it in the "this thread is going to the dogs" since there was a dog involved.
But,... well, I think you'll see why it just begged to be put in the "damn pussies."
So, longer ago than I care to think to carefully about just now, when I was little more than knee-high on a grasshopper myself, I happened to glance out and see my best friend on this whole world, my dog, sitting next to the fence.
Only, sitting wasn't exactly what she was doing. There was an anticipation there as she was sitting right next to the fence, so close her chest was almost touching, and looking straight up it.
Now, I knew dogs in general and mine in specific. And I knew this was NOT normal behavior. So, I paused in what I was doing and watched, puzzled and a little worried about my best friend's behavior.
And grew even more worried as she would get up and run a few paces along the fence and back to sit right in the same spot once more. I know it was the same spot as I could see the top of our neighbor's cherry tree over the fence. And it was the exact same spot to within an inch or two.
I was worried enough that I'd just opened the door and was calling to her when I saw our cat come sailing over the fence, over her head.
But, that wasn't what she was waiting on. Nope.
A neighbor cat came flying over in hot pursuit, and she uncoiled in a jump I hadn't known she could manage.
And that cat... Look, I understand the laws of physics. So, don't tell me. But, I know what I saw. And that cat reversed in mid-air, right back over the fence and out of sight.
Maybe, just maybe, it had touched her face enough to get a fear-driven bounce back, but it didn't look like it from where I stood.
And I swear our dog and cat exchanged a high-five. Oh, a badly done one as the cat patted the dog's side and then the dog patted the cat's side. And both came trotting over to where I was laughing my ass off, and both of them grinning at me.
Several years... actually decades later... Mom happened to pick a neighbor from that old house I grew up in as her third and final attempt at marriage. And one visit, he was reminiscing about how our cats had ruled the neighborhood, always beating up his cats and any other.
And I told him that what she couldn't handle, she led back for the dog to take care of for her.
Damn pussies!
And people wonder why I have habitually looked askance when a submissive refers to herself as a kitten. I've just wondered, over the years, if I was her back-up, or if she was leading me into her back-up.
I suppose I could have put it in the "what made you smile or laugh" since I did chuckle at the old memory.
And I guess I could have put it in the "this thread is going to the dogs" since there was a dog involved.
But,... well, I think you'll see why it just begged to be put in the "damn pussies."
So, longer ago than I care to think to carefully about just now, when I was little more than knee-high on a grasshopper myself, I happened to glance out and see my best friend on this whole world, my dog, sitting next to the fence.
Only, sitting wasn't exactly what she was doing. There was an anticipation there as she was sitting right next to the fence, so close her chest was almost touching, and looking straight up it.
Now, I knew dogs in general and mine in specific. And I knew this was NOT normal behavior. So, I paused in what I was doing and watched, puzzled and a little worried about my best friend's behavior.
And grew even more worried as she would get up and run a few paces along the fence and back to sit right in the same spot once more. I know it was the same spot as I could see the top of our neighbor's cherry tree over the fence. And it was the exact same spot to within an inch or two.
I was worried enough that I'd just opened the door and was calling to her when I saw our cat come sailing over the fence, over her head.
But, that wasn't what she was waiting on. Nope.
A neighbor cat came flying over in hot pursuit, and she uncoiled in a jump I hadn't known she could manage.
And that cat... Look, I understand the laws of physics. So, don't tell me. But, I know what I saw. And that cat reversed in mid-air, right back over the fence and out of sight.
Maybe, just maybe, it had touched her face enough to get a fear-driven bounce back, but it didn't look like it from where I stood.
And I swear our dog and cat exchanged a high-five. Oh, a badly done one as the cat patted the dog's side and then the dog patted the cat's side. And both came trotting over to where I was laughing my ass off, and both of them grinning at me.
Several years... actually decades later... Mom happened to pick a neighbor from that old house I grew up in as her third and final attempt at marriage. And one visit, he was reminiscing about how our cats had ruled the neighborhood, always beating up his cats and any other.
And I told him that what she couldn't handle, she led back for the dog to take care of for her.
Damn pussies!
And people wonder why I have habitually looked askance when a submissive refers to herself as a kitten. I've just wondered, over the years, if I was her back-up, or if she was leading me into her back-up.
