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when your pet comes to you from another room, the preceding moments meant that they were alone somewhere and thought about YOU, an animal brain literally thought about you and came to you to see what you were doing. that’s love, unconditional.
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At some point during the night my cat put garbage on me. It was a taco bell wrapper.
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I just don’t feel sorry for cat owners who lose an outdoor cat.
Let’s just be real for a moment folks.
Cat owners are responsible for their cats. Right? They know the dangers of letting a cat roam outside. Yet when that cat doesn’t return they are understandably worried and afraid.
And then they get another cat…and make the same mistake with that cat…
Buddee is an indoor cat. He is a very happy indoor cat. What’s more?
He. Is. Safe.
I will never have to worry about his safety. I will never have to wonder if he’ll come home.
I’m not attacking people who make the mistake of letting their cats outside. I am asking where the surprise comes from.
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I have three blogs:
@ts-journal for my Christian brothers and sisters (and anyone else) to be heard.
@jasminesjournal for my fanfiction.
@feline-bookish for my bookish obsession.
And now this one, Buddee is my cat. And here will be all of my cat posts.

This is Buddee, my cat.
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