#am I a cat?

[graviconscientia]

Wait, am I... Cat-coded?

[emmetdashapeshifter]

Cat Game is wild, I swear to god-

Welp, there goes my sanity.

[obsob]

i am a being capable of immeasurable love and whimsy

[barkeroodle]

… I just needed an excuse to draw cursed cat Alastor before it dies out

[badolmen]

WARNING 18+

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[mysillycomics]

[fuckinnear]

everybody Must say hello to burger boy immediately

[nikoisme]

fucking hate how cats think they can mrrp their way out of anything because yeah, they fucking can.

[rythyme]

me when i fucking Boop you

[brunhielda]

Been slowly mentally cataloguing all the odd stuff I do to try to figure out how this neurospicy brain of mine works.

Does anyone else chase sunbeams to sleep in when they don’t feel good?

In certain moods I don’t even want a soft bed. I want the firmness of the floor, with maybe a soft blanket or rug beneath me. The important thing is the hard floor beneath. In the summer it’s out on the porch in the breeze. In the winter it’s the guest room where the sun comes in the large window.

Like I don’t know how to explain- there are better options. There is a bed in the guest room. There is a hammock on the porch. I want the floor. I want to splay out. I want it pressed up against me with pressure. I want to roll and turn in the sun beam, chasing it across the space, dozing in and out. I wish I could take pics of myself in that mood- I swear I become a cat.

I have seen what passes for “sunbathing” in movies and tv shows. That’s not what I am doing. I am not getting a tan or reading a book. My brain is out of sink, and I will not come out of it until the sun is no longer there to chase. There is no reading, no talking, no timing, just napping 5 min at a time as I claw and twist my way towards more sun.

I’m assuming this isn’t normal- does anyone else do anything like this?

[donutdrawsthings]

I don't think it should be weird, for me to put a fruit fly outside

[captainjackscoat]

I want to go to a gay bar

However I do not want to go to a gay bar because I do not, nor will I ever, drink alcohol. I do not particularly want to be around drunks.

So instead of a gay bar, I propose a Queer Cat Cafe.

Hypoallergenic cats ofc

There's a section of the cafe where the cats can't go if you don't want cats near you. That section is the library.

There are lil pride flags everywhere, even the obscure ones.

They sell pride pins for £1.50ish each at the counter.

There are LED lights.

It's autism friendly, lights can be toned down if needed and everything is neatly spaced out

You can have a sticker to write your pronouns on

Mostly queer artists/songs played

feel free to add on

[maria-tries]

autumn kitties to greet the -ber months 🎃

[pangur-and-grim]

oh Pangur….

[icestorming]

- oh.

[roachsauce]

Part of a recent doodle I think is cute