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lumentears · 3 years

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Deathloop visionaries ranked by how likely I'd be to trust them to look after my cat for a day, sorted from least to most likely

Of course, this list assumes that somehow, somewhere, there exists a perfect loop in which I can obtain the necessary bait or blackmail to make each of the visionaries actually agree to watch my cat. Yes, even Wenjie.

9: Fia

Listen, it’s not that I think Fia would set out to hurt my cat. To the contrary, I think she’d be quite taken by my cute little fuzzy kitty…for about 5 minutes. Then she’d quickly grow bored, get distracted, and forget my cat ever existed, leaving it to roam the halls of a NUCLEAR GOD DAMN POWERSTATION filled with probably toxic paint fumes.

Rating: Voted most likely to forget to put airholes in the crate she uses for transport.

8: Alexis

In this perfect loop where I’ve convinced Alexis to look after my cat, I honestly believe he would do his best. His best just happens to be piss poor. I’d come back and find he shaved my cat to make it look more badass, or tried to teach it to attack people on command.

Rating: Voted most likely to get bitten by my cat and be too proud to get it checked out, dying of sepsis a week later.

7: Charlie

Listen, I love this absolutely rotten disaster of a rat man as much as the next neurodivergent person, but there are two things the man needs in his life in order to approximate a stable human being: Charlie needs everything to go to plan and everyone to do as he says, two principles cats are not known for adhering to. I just don’t trust the guy to be calm and reasonable when he finds out that cat hair got into 2-BIT’s interior mechanisms and fucked the thing up beyond repair.

Rating: Voted most likely to tell my cat to get the fuck out of his room cause he’s playing Minecraft.

6: Wenjie

I might have a massive crush on Wenjie, but I won’t mince words: Wenjie Evans doesn’t give a crap whether my cat lives or dies. She does however give a crap about lab safety, or more precisely, keeping her vials of science junk safe from being knocked off a desk by a bored animal in search for enrichment. My cat will be probably be fine, but feel very neglected.

Rating: Voted least likely to ever, in an infinite number of loops across infinite timelines, agree to petsit.

5: Julianna

I just don’t think Julianna is a pet person. Caring for something fragile isn’t the way she shows love, her love language is spending multiple lifetimes worth of time figuring out the most effective way to hunt you down and kill you. She’d probably just put out a bowl of kibble and a bowl of water and leave it alone for the most part.

Rating: Voted most likely to be the kind of person that lets my cat scoop alive goldfish out of a bowl as a way of “playing”.

4: Colt

This one is admittedly a little tricky, given that we see various Colts in various states throughout the game, some of them definitely more suited to catsitting than others. So, here’s the thing: You just can’t put a cat into a tunnel with water so cold that standing in a puddle of it for a few seconds will kill a grown man. Sure, he’ll probably have a generator and some space heaters down there, and he’s got plenty of time to spare so why not just spend a loop relaxing and looking after a cat, but still: His tunnels are not cat safe.

Rating: Voted most likely to talk to my cat in a silly voice and answering for it in an even sillier voice.

3: Frank

While I think Frank is more of a dog person, he’s got nothing against cats. And he did promise me to look after it, and while Frank is many things, he’s not a man who goes back on his word. So while he may not be the most enthused about catsitting, he will make sure my cat is safe and warm and fed. He might even bond with it a little, after crumpling up a scrapped version of his new WIP, yeeting it across the room in frustration and watching my cat pounce on it.

Rating: Voted most likely to watch my cat and be, like, normal about it. Just doing a favour for a friend.

2: Harriet

Now, I know many people in this fandom see her as a cartoonishly evil cult leader. And yes, she absolutely is, but she also appreciates the little things about life, just the tiny moments of happiness. I think after an exhausting morning of ritually killing a guy in toxic gas because he annoys her, she would love to wind down with a purring cat in her lap!

Rating: Voted most likely to just fuck off to wherever she goes after her ceremony and never give my cat back.

1: Egor

Now here’s a guy who would actually love a cat. Think about it, he wants to be left alone and in peace, but he also desperately wants attention. That’s like, the character trait cats are known for. The cat can just chill with him, maybe on a tiny little replica apparatus for parallel play, and he has someone to talk to who won’t mock him and who will give him some affection. Also, we love a deranged scientist snuggling a cat, that’s just a top notch character trope.

Rating: Voted most likely to actually, maybe, get just a little bit better with a therapy animal.

#deathloop #fia zborowska #alexis dorsey #charlie montague #wenjie evans #julianna blake #colt vahn #frank spicer #harriet morse #egor serling #i apologise for deathloopposting on main regular bloodborne and nier content will resume soon #shitpost #anyway wenkie my beloved

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serosluv2 · 3 years

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★﹒₊‧oddly specific headcanons abt; SERO HANTA + his style

he's the gorgeous love child of Pete Davidson and Roderick Hefley.

also he's a benie/bucket hat enthusiast. he has like about 14 hats- 9 solid color ones and 5 logo type ones. he also wears a fanny pack but he wears it across his chest loosely.

finger boards... that's it. his little brothers once brought one home from on of their friends and he stole it and started getting really good at it. if you don't know what a finger board is then here

he's a really good skater and can do all sorts of bmx bike tricks

during the winter, the high school his mom taught at (see this hc) drained the pool there, so him and his friends would skate in the pool in middle school and he still does when he goes home for winter break. (idk if this is actually a skater thing, but my dad said he used to do it so)

he taught denki and mina how to skate. denki is shit but mina learns fast, she prefers roller blades tho.

he likes vegetables rather than fruits. also while at the skate park or during class denki and bakugou have those hot chips and sero pulls out his bag of celerey and carrots (cute boy)

was vegetarian until he got to ua and realized he kinda needed meat as a proteins source for hero training #sad also the meat/ protein substitutes were just wayyyy too expensive

he thinks he's a dog person but when his sister asks him to catsit for her while she's out of the country, he falls to the cat loving dark side.

despite his mom being an english teacher (again see this hc for background) he hates reading.

his whole family thinks he's had adhd or some variation bc his inability to focus was a big problem in his younger years, but now he's learned to... cope? manage? idk.

plant dad.

#🍊sero hanta #Wait i actually really lilike this new layout...#anyways more content for the sero x tag #sero x reader #mha headcanons #sero hanta #hanta sero #hanta sero fluff #sero hanta x y/n

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madame-fear · 2 years

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We’re at the second location now!

we were staying in Kavala (mainland) in the home city of our neighbor for their wedding. the wedding was amazing! such a nice experience! They were both so beautiful. The lady is the Greek one so it was really nice to see the husband do all the traditional dancesand stuff. (he gave a little speech in greek too)

our friends were also in the same city so we met up with them all throughout the week. there were 5 of us “kids” (not really kids anymore) and we all went out snorkelling in the ocean and saw so many fish it was soo cool!! beach day and then dinner on the highstreet with them it was so good!

but now we’ve moved to another villa in a little village on Thassos. Its a very cute little village and the villa were in has a nice big pool. currently the weather isnt that great otherwise we would have gone to this really nice lake to swim in. But there was some sheet lightning last night and thunder today so i guess not.

so tempted to break anonymousy to send you pictures

hope your doing good! that cat WAS SO CUUTTEE! hopefully you get to catsit again :(

~🦈❤️🇬🇷

AHHHH HIII DEAR!!! 🥰🥰🥰💕💕 how's it going?! :"D

Oh god, I can already picture everything you told me and I can only imagine how beautiful everything must be!! 🥰 Such a lovely experience to remember 🤧❤ (I'm sure you'll eventually get the chance to swim in this lake you told me, it's just a little bit of waiting until the storm/lightning is over!)

Greece is so incredibly beautiful ahskslakal🥰🥰 Take lots of pictures so you can keep them as a good memory of an astonishing trip, at least that's what I do when I travel somewhere I really really like 🤭🤭

Over here is all well so far, luckily! I loved the little cat i catsitted ahhhh<333 I had the chance to catsit him again yesterday for a few hours while his owner was away, and I hope to catsit him (or any other cat) again soon! 🥰 We had such a beautiful experience together and shared lovely moments!! (I took him out for a walks with me and he behaved like an absolute king😉)

p.s: Also, I apologise for taking longer than usual in writing your requests my dear!! 🥺 I'm nearly finished with them soon <33 ❤

#ahhh i love this!! <333 #loving my anons :)

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katzirra · 4 years

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MINA UPDATE; MINA HAS BEEN TO FOUR VETS IN 72 HOURS.

First vet was the ER vet. Found she was dehydrated and put her on fluids and because of three other things said she was stage 3 kidney disease. Kicked me out at 7:30 am to go to my vet across the road.

Second vet, my shitty vet who didn't tell me at her UTI visit nine months ago to keep an eye on her kidneys because she's old; basically left her to do her fluids ans SUPPOSEDLY rechecked her at 5:30pm qnd in short told me she wasn't gonna make it for another 24-48 hours. Shitty bedside manners, honestly. Said she was too far gone to do much for her poor kidneys.

Didn't like those bullshit answers. Got her home and noticed her vision going which is STRANGE. That doesn't happen SUDDENLY... So at 9am we took her to my sister's vet who ran her blood and saw her kidneys were hella better than we were told. Also told she's way healthier than we were told. Vet told me she suspected hypertension because some things but unfortunately no way to measure her blood pressure there. Gave me meds, insisted we try to do the sub fluids for a week and see if she evens out ans THEN look into if we need to out her down. Overall just way more positive.

Mina was walking around, climbing in her box, keeping fluids and food down what we gave her. TRYING to find her box qnd use it. I woke up today to her having g blood on her iris, and freaked out.

So my sister came to catsit today, got food and water in her, monitored her, kept her warm and called some friends - one of whom is an Amish horse vet who had a cat with hypertension. Which the eye thing super lead us to believe that's what it was. He told us to just get her checked and go from there.

FOURTH FUCKING VET WAS ANOTHER ER VET. ARGUED WITH ME ABOUT MY PAPERS BEING FAXXED OVER THAT VET NUMBER THREE HAD TWO TECHS FAX AND EMAIL OVER. The told me how WORRIED they were about Mina ans her overall condition, and yet literally would not stop telling me she is probably gonna die. Like the three vets out of the four who told me this can rot in hell honestly. The third vet was the only one who acknowledged my cats age and also commenter on her ACTUAL health and what's poor right now with goos optimism. I'm livid still how the last one was.

After my sister getting pissed, my sisters vet getting pissed, the fucking tech going back over to the building to passive aggressively email the paperwork to them ans angrily calling them and calling me back TWICE finally they got me a prescription for some blood pressure meds. My poor cats blood pressure is 300+. Her poor fuxking head. It took them 2 hours to stop grabbing my dick, when I was telling them she has to have high blood pressure ans please hurry because I'm so fucking scared for her eyes....

SO WE GET HOME, GIVE HER HER MEDS, SHE DRANK FOR HERSELF FOR LIKE TEN MINUTES, PEED LIKE A BASTARD, GOT 100ML OF IV IN HER TO HELP WITH THE DEHYDRATION AND IS SLEEPING LIKE A LITTLE ANGEL NOW.

Things are looking better and even if she only has a week I just wanna know I did my best to make her comfortable and she's not going out in pain, she's going out feeling as close to normal as I can. I want her brain not on fire. I want her to at least be able to see us...

I'm so tired ans last I checked on her, she was at least sleeping and purring... But man. These vets around here. I'm still amazed no one checked her blood pressure ans basically told me on yeah she's gonna die. Like straight up.

More so too is just... Idfk man, like I kept telling my actual vet, vet 2, that my cat has always drank a lot of water, always has dilated pupils, runs cold, is small, is antisocial qnd complacent when handled too much...and he still gave me shit... Juat....I'm never going back there....

She dwink

#kat life #useless secretary

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lorem-text · 4 years

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Reader Request: Top 5 Cats We Have Petted

To honour what is quite possibly the most important article we have ever published here at Night Owl, John, Maria, and I conferred from 4 AM to 6 AM, meticulously comparing notes and debating, to bring to you our finest work yet; the Top 5 Cats we have have the honour to pet thus far in our humble existences, with pictures.

5. Griselda

This fluff monster is the proud housecat of Sarah, John’s sister. Named after the siblings’ favourite Winx Club character from when Winx Club was still running on the television, the Maine Coon has grown into her name wonderfully by adopting the very same air of superiority and class.

Although we all agree that Griselda is a high quality cat and one can easily spend hours scratching her and running their fingers trhough her luxurious, well-groomed fur, we are forced to place her at 5th place as she once answered the call of mother nature on John’s good shirt right before an interview.

4.President Rufus Shinra the 1st, aka Rufus

President Rufus Shinra the 1st, aka Rufus, belongs to Maxine’s cousin, and what most Night Owls don’t know is that he was our very first feline managerial overlord.

About a month after I started working for Night Owl, Maria and Max stayed at my apartment for a week. It just so happened that that very week, Max’s cousin was out of town and had asked her to catsit Rufus. And let me tell you, he definitely lives up to his name.

Charismatic and adorable, Rufus would politely ask for our attention when he wanted anything and insistently nudge us with his head when we stayed up too late.

However, all that only served to hide his mischevous core; during his stay, Rufus apparently broke three glasses and hid all of them under the couch where I discovered them a week later. That unpleasant surprise is the reason we must place him so low on this list, but he will always be in our hearts as the founder of the position of Feline Managerial Overlord.

3. Rex

Rex belongs to a good friend of mine from university, Angel, so I asked her to send us a recent photograph.

This absolute rascal has spent many a day and night keeping us company, brightening our moods, and making sure we don’t lose ourselves to exam stress. Soft, fluffy, and an absolute unit, Rex doubles as a stress-relief pet and a reliable pillow.

However, no pet is perfect, and in Rex’s case he often forgets the ‘don’t’ in ‘Don’t bite the hand the feeds you’. Or pets you, in this case.

Even so, no pet is perfect; it becomes perfect once you learn to accept it for what it is.

2. Bastet

Now, I know what you’re going to say; ‘But Eliot, sphynx cats don’t have fur! Why is she so high up on the list?’, to which I say ‘Shame on you!’.

Bastet is the second greatest pride and joy of Maria’s father, who is an avid egyptologist. She is also one of the best cats I have met in my entire life.

From her playful personality and adorable high-pitched meowing to her intellect and strategical mind when chasing various critters, if Bastet asked for the world I would personally deliver it to her on a silver platter.

And in regards to petting, her purring is so adorable! In our humble opinion, everyone needs a Bastet in their life.

1. Loki the Rascal, aka Her Royal Highness, aka Our Managerial Overlord

I mean, what were you expecting, really?

After only a short few weeks since she first dropped into our lives, Loki has successfully charmed her way into our hearts and locked herself there.

Playful, fluffy, mischievous, polite (when she wants to be) and dangerously smart, Loki is the true Queen of Cats, standing even above Bastet.

With her only flaws being a fascination with easily purchaseable plastic dinosaurs and the evil purposes for which she uses her endless arsenal of skills, I would say I’d give her the world if she asked but by the time I did she would have already conquered it.

No matter how many felines find their way into our lives and into our hearts, Loki will always be our number 1.

Eliot Wilde, journalist and writer for Night Owl and host of Night Owl FM

#vtm rp #article #(what say you internet?)

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spacegaywritings · 4 years

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Warming Paws and Melting Walls (3/8) “Making Adjustments”

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Summary: Emile lets Remy take Virgil to work. Negotiations ensue.

Tags: Emile, Remy, cat virgil, mentions of kidnapping but no actual kidnapping, nervousness, cat treats, boxes, cute shit, snuggles, crushing on your boss, arguing with cats, remy is being salty all the time, swearing, bitch bitch remy, phone calls, mentions of work, ew social, Remy hates people but he is valid, loneliness, pining, subtle lovey lovey.

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“No.. I can’t. You don’t get it, I cannot come for the life of me!”

Remy gripped the phone in his hand tighter. His knuckles turned white. Not once in his life had he even dreamed of a scenario of this sort. No nightmare could ever reach into the depth of his personal fears like this. He was enraged, somewhat nervous. One of his hands was on the couch scratch the smooth, cool surface.

Reality was much crueller than imagination could ever be. Real life wrote stories that nobody could come up with - history was the perfect piece of evidence. People fighting alligators and smuggling foxes or colour-coding genitals. Human society was so fucked up, people did not even realise it. The most unbelievable shit happened all the time.

Right now, it was happening to him. Despite this, he tried, he really tried to get this right.

“Remy, you can’t just tell me you are not coming and then not give me a reason. Is anything wrong? Do you need help?”

Emile’s voice dropped from a somewhat sharp and scolding sound into the usually concerned sound. That pal was just made to care about others, weren’t they?

Even now they were more supposed to get upset and threaten him, when they were just worried about him. Remy wanted to roll his eyes at the display of pure wholesomeness but he did not have it in him to tease them about this.

“Okay, listen here. I know that is a shit thing to do. You guys are not prepared to be without me but I got some kinda emergency here, honey. I can’t handle work right now, not with them around. Or not around - Sorry, boss.”

The man carefully brushed over the kitten in his lap, the shivering little thing meowing pitifully. They were wailing out the feelings Remy gritted into his teeth.

“Alright, alright- wait. Wait a minute right there. What do you mean? Is anyone holding you against your will? Remy, I am concerned about you.”

Remy blinked for a moment at how much the whole conversation as much as Emile’s reactions to his words were a fucked over roller coaster that went back and forth and off-track periodically but irregularly so. It was unpredictable and honestly so draining. But understandably, the pal had some worries for their employees, especially Remy since he got into big piles of sick days due to his chronic migraines and physical issues. Still, it was a little absurd to expect him to be kidnapped. He was way to sassy to stay put.

“Uh, I mean, I would like to go to work but staying at home always sounds nicer than, like, being productive. Sounds like a big nappy time to me, if you are asking me, honey.”

Right after saying that, Remy realised that he was still sort of talking to his boss and probably should choose his words with at least a BIT more care, as of this moment. Emile was nice but they were not some dumb idiot who would let Remy do whatever with them.

“Uh, okay. Let me explain, honey. I picked up this cat and I don’t know, like, whose it is and I put up those papers and put ads on PhotoAlbum in several groups (it was a lot of work, sweetie. Would not recommend. Totally busted my weekend! So rude.). I also posted to some page that deals with missing animals of this area and all that kinda shit. I still got, like, a sweet nothing and the cat is really sad and they won’t let me go out. I am - I don’t want to leave the cat alone. You know, Virgil might all up and fuck over my flat and I have nobody to babysit them - catsit them? Whatever.”

Silence engulfed their phone call for a moment.

Remy was met with nothing but more little mewls which he quickly stilled by brushing further over their soft fur. Were cats supposed to have more dense fur than this? It felt a little thin, especially for winter coming up. Was that a black cat thing? The vet had not mentioned anything about that. Just to give the cat a stable and proper diet at, like, a scheduled time because stability. Which made sense and all but... Ugh, maybe he had to go there again or ask the internet or just get a book.

Emile cleared his throat after a while.

The doctor really did know how to get some attention. For some unknown reason, it felt like one of the hottest things to Remy how the man could just draw the attention back to him with the most subtle gestures on this fucking planet. They were still considered to be nice and soft and all that kinda fun stuff when they were actually not just sweet and adorable. Emile could be serious and it was almost frightening to know them in control.

"Remy, if neither you nor your cat - "

"Virgil. Their name is Virgil."

"Alright. If you are healthy and so is Virgil, I don't think I can excuse you at work. As much as I would like to, you are our one and only receptionist."

Remy's heart fell and he let out an audible sigh. It felt like pushing bricks through his windpipe when he could have breathed regular oxygen.

Whether his employer was hot or not, he couldn't just treat them like a friend or talk to them like some guy he wanted to hook up with. Okay, he kinda did but he tried to not listen to those thoughts. For once in a lifetime, Remy actually felt somewhat bad talking to Emile. He wanted to tell them off and never like his boss again. His chest was a fierce burning and he wanted them to regret being inconsiderate of the little kitten.

Didn’t they know Virgil was an abandoned stray? They were confused and all alone in the middle of winter in a big, heartless city!

"I appreciate your honesty, still. But Remy, listen. If your cat is new and you are scared of leaving him -"

"They. Virgil gets they /hem pronouns because they are a special person and deserved not to be misgendered."

"Alright. If you don't want them to be home alone, how about we make work a little more home for hi- them."

Remy pressed his lips into a thin line. For a moment, he hummed in deliberation.

"What do you mean?"

Virgil meowed on his chest and patted the phone in interested. Remy was sure they wanted to play. Emile received a little thud on their end.

"We keep your door closed and a little darker and hang up signs for people to try and be quiet so they can sleep. Cats sleep almost all day. Much more than we need."

The receptionist nodded but realised that Emile could probably not see that.

"Sounds okay."

Emile let out a hum.

"You would really do that? I'll get ready and come over with them."

His boss let out a laugh. Remy's queer heart was blooming in delight. Maybe they were not bad. They just had obligations too and these needed to be fulfilled. Other than Remy, Emile was running a business and needed his employees. Remy only had a void on his lap and softness in his heart.

Of course! Why didn't Remy think about that. Any kind of doctor needed to take an oath, swearing to protect all life. Emile had to prioritise their clients.

The cat meowed and Emile giggled again.

"Hello Virgil! See you later, I hope"

Remy's heart was beating so fast, he nearly swooned loud enough for Emile to hear him. His eyes closed and the sugar-sweet smile on his face refused to leave. Instead, it revelled on his lips for another few moments.

"I'll pack up and see you in a few."

Emile smiled, unbeknownst to Remy.

“Can’t wait to see you at work, Remy.”

Upon arrival, Virgil ducked away and cuddled up to Remy's chest. They were snuggled up under his jacket which they shared with Remy. Such a humble gesture. Whenever the cat heard a sound, they cuddled closer and flinched away from any source of sound other than Remy.

His footsteps? All okay.

Someone coughing? Fucking illegal.

Remy was more than happy to know he brought about as much food and little things for Virgil to ease up and calm down. It should ease them up. But he couldn't change the smell and make it more comfortable for the cat to relax faster instead of hiding away a lot.

It was still a wonder to him that Virgil was so trustworthy with him but then again, they all assumed they had been socialised before. But he didn't find a single person claiming to own the little void. Not yet, at least.

The man walked over to his little "office" only to be stopped from stepping inside.

A sign, as promised. But that one wasn't for the others to be quiet. It was for him to move into the bigger office.

“Reception moved to the main office.”

.. The main office was much bigger and Remy didn't know how Emile made it a usable working space for him and at the same time an adequate living space for Virgil but he would give it a try. If not, he would need to get some student to catsit his baby for a few hours every day. It wasn't like he desperately needed these bucks, anyway. It was okay. And he was willing and happy to spend it on his Virgil when they needed it more. He himself was glad, already. He had books and nice things but Virgil had nobody and had yet to be picked up by their original home.

A happy void was a good void and he wanted his void to be their best at all times. At least for the time being.

Virgil meowed and pawed at Remy. There was hesitation in their movement and after that, they stayed quiet as if to wait for their friend to reply to their request. The man just gently hushed the kitten by stroking over their black fur and humming a bit, quietly so.

The surroundings were so white, so new and it smelled of stingy disinfectant sprays and other things. One of the walls was pastel pink. It was not just cold but also warm but not warm like Remy was warm. Or Virgil, for that matter. He was just glad to wear his sunglasses loyally.

Virgil curled further into the black jacket.

“It’s okay, Queen, you will be fine”, he promised.

He made it to the office. The only time he had been in this place was when he had applied for this position not too long ago. A few years, maybe. This was Emile’s personal office. He was standing in his office and his things were in here. Emile usually did not have too many things around but the pictures and the pastel walls were giving off a warm vibe. Again, it was not the Remy-kind of warmth but it was warm nonetheless and it made him feel funny things he could not quite place.

Sometimes he forgot there was more than his own working space. That, and the fact that Emile had his own practice close to his home. He had probably been here early and had used the time to move furniture and accommodate Remy.

Literally, what kind of employer would ever do this?

This office was innocent and playful like going to the kindergarten or being on a swing. It was simple and natural. Natural despite pastels being a little less naturally occurring, especially in a city like the one they were living in. Still, it was a soft colour and had some sort of soothing effect on him.

Remy carefully nudged the door close behind him and brought Virgil over to the table where he was supposed to sit and work. The desk was larger and the wood looked like oak, perhaps. He was not the type of guy to know much about things. He just liked books and partying. He was a simple soul.

But his boss? He seemed to mind. Emile must haven taken time to invest in a certain vibe this office would convey. Maybe it was a psychology thing It calmed him down for sure.

Now, while the walls and pictures screamed Emile, they also hummed Remy’s tone. His desk was filled with little pictures and decorations he had brought to make himself more at home.

That was about the only delight he could relish in, working as an assistant or secretary or however people wanted to call his profession. Whatever, he was just there to welcome clients and give them some treatment plans he had printed according to Emile’s orders. Sometimes he would make appointments with people and negotiate about finances and payment plans. He checked prescriptions and other things, too. He mostly took care of all the social interactions beside the actual treatment Emile gave.

Yeah, Emile had it all figured out and believe it or not, Remy was actually great at keeping some order together and be somewhat effective with people. He kept track of every person and their schedules. He just knew which days to propose and which days, dates and times were impossible due to things such as soccer practice for the kids or school or religious rituals and family traditions.

Say whatever you want, Remy was good enough at his job to keep it yet still flip off enough people.

However, now he needed to settle down and enjoy the new space.

Or, well, absolutely hate how much it smelled of Emile and how it felt warm like them and their sweaters. Having the hots for his boss or uh, higher-up, was definitely the best thing to ever happen to him. Maybe not the best but it was entertaining to say the least. Virgil, on the other hand, was quite..quiet.

The smol kitten was put onto the desk with care. Remy was handling a precious piece of creature right there after all. He watched them for a moment, the cat just crouching down and looking at him with wide, heterochromatic eyes.

Right into his heart and soul.

“I love you too, royal stray. Now let me work before I get fired, Queen of salt”, Remy offered and let his bag down.

He made some space, turned on the computer and gently nudged the cat. Virgil refused to budge and stayed put in front of the keyboard.

“Kitten, I gotta work. Wanna sit on my lap? You can cuddle with me while I work.”

Remy looked at them but there was no answer. Were cats the clever ones? Or was this dogs?

Well, whatever, it’s not like Virgil would just suddenly all up and speak actual words. This was not a magical place after all, it was just a boring office.

Or a warm office, actually. Not that it really mattered. (It did, to him.)

“Caaat, come on, I need to work.”

Remy put his arms around Virgil to at least type his log-in data into the computer and get his whole shit set up and finally started. After some time, he could start receiving calls and schedule things again. It was bad enough he was so late. He probably had a ton of emails to check about how some people needed to reschedule something or needed an extra appointment, maybe even an emergency one.

People, right?

Nothing was ever right with people, it was inconsistent. Apparently, cats were not really as consistent either.

Maybe living things just sucked and Remy did not know how to deal with that.

The black blob of fur was still unmoving and even with the arms awkwardly surrounding them, they would not take any more action than purring.

Purring. Fucking purring.

“Virgil, come on. Quit your bullshit and move, you are not supposed to be comfortable in my working space.”

“Meow”

“Yeah, meow you too, little bitch.”

Remy rolled his eyes, looking for his brain so he could interrogate why the fuck he was actually arguing with a cat. Like talking to his brain was actually more sensible than discussing things with a cat and somewhat expecting a rational answer.

“Okay, Queen, how about that: We can find you a box. You like boxes and I should have a box here - for paper. I swear, I will go totally feral if they threw this away. Anyway, I will just take away the paper and you can get all comfortable in the box, just like at my place.”

Virgil looked at him, purring and vibrating in interest. The sparkling eyes fixed on the man and Remy nodded. The void seemed to be pleased by this suggestion. Remy was allowed to breathe around the feral beast for a little longer. Great.

The secretariat let himself drop into his swivel chair and he quickly rolled over to the printer and took the stash of printing paper out for the sake of making space for his kitty friend. Damn yes, he was glad Emile had not thrown this away. He would have trusted them to do such things.

“Oh Virgil~”, he purred out in a voice akin to songs more than simple words, “come here, kitty kitty.”

The kitten looked over, tail swishing around for a moment. They looked as if they were ready to get up and maybe even cooperate for a second. What a day of fucking miracles.

Remy experimentally patted the box and Virgil slowly moved over, purring still and with passion It sounded like the whole room was driven by the engine that was nothing but Virgil’s curious sounds. They were unique and even if Remy was sighing in exasperation at how much time the cat took to INSPECT AN EMPTY BOX OF CARDBOARD, he was smiling.

Eventually, Virgil was done sniffing and patting the box with paws and nose. They actually stepped into the small space and settled into the space like cat pudding.

Wasn’t there some stupid shit of cats being liquid? He did not remember it quite well but he was sure there was something like that.

“There you go, little void. I got a treat for you, you are doing so well.”

He quickly pulled a little snack out of his bag and handed it to his kitten who took it immediately.

Virgil’s nose was twitching for a moment and their little teeth crunched on the small treat as if this was the most festive and fancy meal they would ever receive. Those teeth looked like straight out of some vampire novel.

But was that shit really so tasty for cats?

..He kinda wanted to try that but he was human and he would probably hate that shit. He also kinda felt odd about the idea of eating Virgil’s food. He had his own food, seriously. He had such dummy thicc ideas sometimes.

“You are the best little void”, Remy cooed and softly bonked their heads together.

Virgil’s insistent purring gradually seeped into the human. Closing his eyes, Remy just stayed in place and brushed his hand through the little kitten’s charcoal fur for a little while longer. It was warm. Warm like hugs were warm and drinking hot chocolate or similar drinks that made him feel fuzzy and sleepy.

Maybe he met the kitty cat in winter, so he would be warmer and not the cat themself.

“You two sure look comfortable!~”

Remy ripped himself away from the dark kitten, his head whipping around so quickly, he could hear it giving off the sound of something breaking. Oops, neck. Sorry, not sorry. His reaction was so quick and violent, someone might have thought he was a teenager whose parents walked in on him pleasing himself. As expected (yet somewhat at the same time, not really), the boss themself was standing there and looking at Remy and Virgil cuddling. Emile chuckled but apologised at the scare they had driven into the others.

The coffee-lover could do no more but raise an eloquent eyebrow instead of stuttering up some weak apology. He was not about that kind of speech anyway. Too much work. Instead, he was the type of person to, well, arch an eyebrow at his boss.

Virgil’s colourful eyes were focused on the intruder. They stared into Emile’s soul.

“Virgil is doing okay”, he replied as he pulled up his work email account and scheduling programme to put the things together.

Oh dear coffee bean, he still needed to check voice mail for all the info he had missed. Emile pressed their lips into a thin line for a moment before letting them pop back out.

“You know, you can tell me these things first things in the morning instead of not coming and sending me ominous texts. I am more than inclined to helping you when I know that you are in need of certain accommodations.”

Remy nodded but kept his eyes on the screen. For a brief moment, the man glanced over at his boss and clicked his tongue. He acknowledged them for just long enough to be somewhat polite.

“Thanks.”

He shrugged and Virgil meowed…in agreement?

“Aw your kitten is so cute! Where did you get them again?”

The doctor came into the office and slowly approached the kitten. Their back arched a bit, making them smaller. Virgil shrunk away from them and their ears changed position.

Remy gingerly grabbed the little box of void and pulled them closer in. The kitten’s eyes widened and their body tensed, seemingly jumping into a position to pounce onto the intruder or flee within the blink of an eye. If need be, they were prepared.

The man gently eased the kitten with small movements. He brushed the fur down until the void was in a more regular position but their small muscle strands were still obviously tensed up under his displays of affection.

“They are shy. I found them around the trash in a side alley on my way home”, he explained curtly as he gently consoled the kitten who settled into the box once more.

Safe box, good box.

Best little void.

Remy was so proud of them for relaxing and trusting him. The flee stance was away and the cat did not look like they were a small kindergarten kid some big adult suddenly started yelling at for apparently no understandable reason. The kitten was doing well.

“It’s okay, little Queen, bad Em will bow to your wishes, little darling.”

Emile straightened their posture and smiled at the two before them, waving.

Could they do anything better than wave? They felt like an outsider watching an intimacy they would never be a part of. Like a child watching the perfect family from the other side of the window.

It was so warm and so far away. The own world was so cool.

Yet it was another kind of warm. Not smiles and soft words warm, it was more than reassurance and paid trust. There was a whole relationship in this warmth. It had established within just a few days. The time span was so strikingly short, the individual was genuinely shocked to have missed so much of Remy’s life in just a moment.

Emile pressed their lips together again and sighed.

“I just wanted to let you know that you can have the office if that helps. I will stack cat food and toys for the kitten, if you want to. I hope that helps you accommodate. But I need you to help me plan the refurbishment of your old office, then. Got any time during lunch break?”

Remy shrugged.

“I mean, if I do not have to catch up on anything else, sure. I cannot go out with Virgil. This is too much for them.”

He glanced at them and gently pulled the kitten-box closer to his stomach.

“You okay there?”

Virgil meowed and was rewarded yet another pat on the head. The cat pushed against the gentle hand, eyes squeezed shut. Remy looked at them instead of his boss.

“Okay, good. Now let me work, you demanding little bitch. I got your business to handle and finances to take care of.”

The cat slowly blinked at him and he chuckled. Emile cleared his throat.

“Good then. I’ll leave you to it.”

“Yeah whatever”, he cooed before he redirected his attention to the screen before him where he started scanning the first emails with plan changes. His right put down the notes of it with little abbreviations. Mrs. Shuster was probably running late again. He really needed to have a talk about this with Emile.

Talking about this, the pal was still standing there, abandoned eyes on the unattending Remy. He was patting Virgil with one hand and started clicking and reading at incredibly fast speed with his other hand.

Emile did not notice they were staring, standing still as they were captivated by the simple scene before them. When Remy’s cool eyes, shaded by sunglasses, suddenly looked at them, they realised they had yet to leave.

“Anyway, I gotta get this stuff done. Need anything else?”

His boss shook their head with a smile softer than butter in the sun.

“I will leave you two to it. See you later, Remy, Virgil.”

They nodded their head at each name and looked at the two. The void was basically invisible under the desk and in Remy’s lap.

Just safe and protected as the needed it.

Emile left, swallowing the odd tightness in their throat.

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sluttyten · 5 years

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13 Questions Tag

I was tagged forever ago by @hellapainyo sorry I took so long to finally do this!

Are you named after anyone?

Kind of? Part of my name is similar to my mom’s, so I guess I’m kinda named after her. On another note though there is someone who’s named after me (I say) because the woman who babysat me as a little bitty kid her daughter named her oldest daughter with my name because she saw how my full name is spelled and she liked it

2. When was the last time you cried?

Like lowkey cried while watching the season finale of Stranger Things 3, but the last time I legitimately cried was one of my first days at work when I had that like anxiety attack and just started actually sobbing and then I’m pretty sure I cried more on the way home and then while I was in the shower and then when I got in bed and slept for the rest of the day. That was a bad day, but honestly very therapeutic since I don’t cry much

3. Do you have kids?

Definitely not and there’s a pregnant girl at work and pretty much all these things she keeps saying I’m like.... I really don’t know about ever having a kid, but of course if I’m with the right person I’d probably be fine with having one, but the idea of giving birth ever scares me and the idea of having this little life fully dependent on me terrifies me like so much can go wrong

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I think I use it more than people realize.

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

As I’m very short, I usually notice people’s like general height? Like I gravitate toward other short people, medium height (or normal height) people I’m just like okay with, and then I feel so intimidated by tall people

6. What’s your eye color?

I say hazel, my mom says brown, but when I look in the mirror my eyes are definitely greenish brownish

7. Scary movie or happy ending?

I love watching scary movies but I’m also a sucker for happy endings, so if it can somehow be both I’m very happy

8. Any special talents?

I don’t think so? That’s super like... sad to say that, but I can’t really think of anything I do that would be considered a special talent unless laziness and procrastination count

9. Do you have any pets?

No :( right now I am catsitting for a friend though so it’s almost like having pets, they’re two cute cats, both of them are old ladies who look grumpy quite often but just want to be petted and talked to

10. What sports do you play/have played in?

akdskdjsne I’m sorry my answers are all so boring, but I never played sports except kickball at recess which definitely doesn’t count, and other things that were mandatory in PE classes, I’m definitely less of like a physical outdoorsy person than an indoor kind of club person so in elementary school I was in this religion club (which I wasn’t even really into at that point I just went because a few girls in the class went after school and there were snacks so I was there too) and then I did yearbook and Spanish club in high school, and then in college I did (very briefly) Spanish club and then worked on a student publication and interned for a small literary magazine based on campus

11. How tall are you?

Teeny tiny 4’11

12. Favorite subject in school?

I always liked English/Literature because of reading and writing (but not grammar, I hate grammar because I’m bad at keeping past tense and present tense where they’re supposed to be, plus my dad always corrects me on other grammar errors). But I also really like history, I find it all very interesting to learn about these things so in college in addition to the English classes I was taking, I took like world history and Hellenistic History, Art history from the prehistoric up to around like the 1200s? maybe as late as the 1500s? I definitely like more of the “liberal arts” kind of classes, but also I’ve got a very curious mind so most classes where I was actually being taught something interesting I really liked.

13. Dream Job?

Writing has kinda always been a dream of mine, specifically writing stories that are fiction not journalism or anything else like that. Like I remember being very young and writing this story about mice that lived in a hollowed our pumpkin in a pumpkin patch until a cat attacked, and I still have that story written down somewhere, and I haven’t really stopped writing stories since then. I went from just like imagining little stories of random characters to Harry Potter fanfics, Twilight ff briefly, then jumped into like One Direction and 5sos and then dive headfirst into kpop with bts and pentagon and got7 and of course as you all know NCT. I’ve written stuff outside of fanfiction over the years of course, done stuff for nanowrimo (nothing ever completed though) and I took creative writing classes where I had to have short stories to turn in, one of which was published in that student publication I mentioned earlier (although I still don’t have a copy of it which I’m sad about). Sometimes I think it would be fun to be a screenwriter but I don’t even know where to start with that I don’t know how to write a script. But writing has always been a dream job for me. I always felt like if that doesn’t work out I can fall back on like working as a librarian or in a bookstore, just something with books because I love getting lost in other worlds if only for a few hundred pages or so

I tag: @amoreyong @9taeils @vernon-van-chwe @yoonohnct @nctatnightnight but if you’ve already done it or just don’t want to then obviously ignore this

#thank you so much for tagging me lexi!!!!!#tag game #sorry if there’s anyone i forgot to tag to do this #if anyone wants to do it and i didnt tag them then please do!! just mention me and let me know if you want me to see it

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chomesuke · 3 years

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2, 6, 13 and 22 for the oc asks !! (also idk any of your ocs and i feel like thats a crime. . .pls talk about whomever you wish me to know about i would love that so much<3)

HEWWO SAGE HOW ARE YOU THANK U FOR LETTING ME RAMBLE ABT MY OCS I HOPE YOU LIKE THEM!!! 💚💚💚

okie I'll mostly talk abt the protag of my current main project!!! (which is a fantasy and should be an rpg but I'm only one person and also a writer not a game dev)

2. Can they take care of a plant? What about a pet? What about a child? crow can absolutely take care of all of those, much to the shock of everyone and also himself. he's kinda adopted a kid named angel as his little sister and he's her sole caregiver (until her father gets un-statue-ified anyway). he's rly good with her and she's also the main reason he gets out of his former life of major crime and.. into a different life of crime! angel's also a witch and has a little shapeshifting cat familiar named rune and maybe crow isn't in charge of them but he's perfectly capable of catsitting. rune also likes curling up in the hood of his coat! and with plants, he'd like to have a herb garden if he ever settles down but. that might be never.

6. Who will they take advice from, no matter what it is? Who won’t they take advice from, no matter what it is? crow will always listen to his best friend dahlia, the lesbian vampire who is very wise and all knowing and actually only like 5 years older than him. he's right to. I was thinking he might not listen to julien (changeling doctor and maybe ex) bc julien is an annoying bastard but he's also often right abt things. so hmm. he def wouldn't listen to iris actually but as she's the evil mastermind, who would?

13. Name one thing their parents taught them. LOL. the majority of the characters in this project know next to nothing abt their pasts! half of them don't even have pasts. supposedly. bc they're artificially created sorta superhuman ish ppl? so there's rly just angel the witch who was taught many things by her father (before he became a statue) who was a master craftsman whose skills were coveted even by the fae. she mostly uses his crafty knowhow to make bombs.

22. Do they like being called pet names? Do they call other people pet names? What’s their go-to? oh my god. i've never considered this. umm. crow is not rly big on petnames i think. esp not the cuter lovey dovey ones. but... he might call rook his love sometimes.

oc asks that reveal more than you think

#hey hey hey!#short chara summaries of mentioned charas here #crow: protag. agender. late 20s. bi. he/him. thief and vigilante. big brother.#angel: half fae. very cute. witch. she/her. trans probably. fond of explosives. little sister.#dahlia: lesbian vampire! gender is lesbian. she/her. veeery tall. informant. former hitman. best friend.#julien: changeling. he/him. morally dubious bastard but not awful. doctor. gay. ex maybe.#rook: unwilling antagonist. they/them. gender? demisexual. very little free will. doll and sort of human experiment. love interest.#rune: shapeshifting cat familiar. can't speak. sometimes pretends to be angel. they/them. yes they're a nonbinary cat.#i feel like... this is getting too long.. oops!#also there are many more charas lol these were just the relevant ones #have realised I forgot to add angel's dad and iris but oh well angel's dad has less info bc he's kinda out of action for most of it #and I haven't made many decisions abt iris yet

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shirleycakes · 7 years

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#MonthOfQuailkittens Day 14: LILITH // Trying to keep this in chronological order gets a little complicated for a moment and y'all are gonna have to deal with a super long post.

When @stardustica first found both Jon Snow and Bison (see day 5 and 6 in this series, respectively) in the wood pile out back, there was a third kitten. A small white-ish one with orange ears who was carried off by what we thought was the mom cat, a large feral black and white beast. Through neighbor interactions and firsthand visual cues since then, we've learned that this "mom" cat was actually male and was caring for his own young while the mom (more on her tomorrow) searched for food. As he was previously known as "Jon Snow's mama cat", I named him Rhaegar after he was confirmed parent of that litter, and if you'll permit me some quick good news: Rhaegar was a huge feral presence in the neighborhood with several of us actively trying to trap him yet he always avoided the traps (He'd find ways to knock them over or get the food out without tripping them), which shouldn't surprise me given that the cat was smart enough to take care of his own kittens. The final time he roamed into our yard to leave a steaming present on our lawn I noticed the telltale shaved testicles and stitches; our neighbor had been successful in getting him trapped and fixed. ANYWAY back to the matter at hand, due to Rhaegar's interference, only Jon Snow and Bison made it into our rescue and this third unnamed kitten stayed with her parents for as long as possible. A few months later, a friend was catsitting for us and saw her reappear in the woodpile but she escaped once again, and that was the last we heard about her for months.

One day she started showing up in our backyard again - we'd been setting consistent traps try to catch the Floofs / Soot Sprites mom who'd ALSO been lurking in our yard so one day when I went out to check the trap and saw the wrong colored cat I was in quite a bit of shock. I took her down to the Trap and Release program, they fixed her, clipped her ear, gave her shots and then called me to return her to her area as she can live our her life in the wild without repopulating or spreading disease and keep the rodent situation under control. When they removed her equipment they discovered she was recently (within that week) pregnant, so the surgery was a little more complicated and they said to keep her watered and fed in the cage for a few days to let her heal before putting her back.

You know where this is going, obviously. We're stupid people and we named her. This is Lilith, everyone.

We know that cats aren't supposed to recognize siblings or familial structure after a certain time apart but the idea of these three being reunited was too strong to just let her heal and go back to the coyote infested wilderness we lived next to. So we transferred her out of the safe trap and into a better, cozier cat carrier and brought it in the house. Lilith is an OBSERVER. She watched the other cats with INTENSE interest at their doings and eventually (given that she was disease free and vaccinated) we let the other cats explore her cage; Topaz immediately became her best friend, would wash and cuddle with her, and both Jon Snow and Bison (I'm probably projecting here but I can't explain their behavior) acted like she wasn't a stranger, like they knew her - the other cats mainly just wanted to sniff her and steal her food so their visits were limited, but after all of the chaos of preparing to move had subsided (we had like weeks of carpet work, open houses, painting, etc) we said FUCK IT WE MUST ACCEPT WE ARE CRAZY CAT PEOPLE and let her out of the cage. It was the best decision we made for her. She bonded with the other cats, learned how to use the litterbox, accepted treats and food from our hands and while to this day she still always limits any human interaction to "MY TERMS ONLY" and has an escape route, she's come a LONG way from the feral white ghost lurking in our yard. In the new Desert Art Colony she has full run of the place, has specific hiding spots if she's feeling shy but for the most part is openly about the house, playing with the others and we've even caught her sleeping on our bed when she thinks we're not paying attention.

She's a good cat.

#Kitten Portal #MonthOfQuailkittens #Rescue Kittens #Found Ferals

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grahamparrish · 4 years

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Cat Peeing On Bed While Im In It Stunning Unique Ideas

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Spraying is not out of the problem can be a responsible pet owner, you must schedule the training sessions before every meal.While shampoos and sprays can protect your pet at hand.There are a few drops in a small room, such as a lack of guard dog skills.It's certainly cheaper to do all I could get pretty dangerous, especially if you already have some know-how of the litter box and at the sight of that stain.Your vet may also exhibit this behavior cease, making the stovetop her habitat as too often she may be wondering if a cat or kitten isn't using the box.

What Do Male Cats Spray Smell Like

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If your feline for good behavior with toys so that a cat which is a disease until they get older they still have to get your cat is to put a few times, but it is quite a nightmare for you.Unfortunately, when you use and should never clean cat box should always be sure to check the water.Look at the exact allergens that give cats quick, gentle baths work, but the litterbox to a reward in the house.You can always do a thorough physical examination will find that your cat needs a few days, the kitten grown up though, you are in close proximity to one of these problems may cause your cat from jumping up on it, you can do about it.If your cat may develop after a period of 3 hours soak it in a comfortable bed, if they are more comfortable and free!

There are two problems with spraying to mark his territory.The size of the time to one-third of the anti-fleas solution disappears with the help of topical creams, gels or ointments and will help cats lead healthy, fit and happy life.You should have received their vaccination around nine weeks old.You'll need to consult your vet can track down, and solve, the problem.These are just hanging around because they are in heat can be tested and immunized for other cats to yell at your cats individually enables you to control unwanted behavior.

First off, the cat's body due to old age, a disease, etc. If your cat indoors or out.It is a list of things and give the cat deal with this situation and the dead fleas and tick treatments.In this case, a veterinarian and see it as the cost was less, a friend's recommendation, or you just have them in good condition!Once the cat away from plants, and make bad behavior may occur as a treatment.So now, what does your cat will want to consider before you use such tool.

Cat Spray No Scratch

Yes, there is an individual and will last several cat lifetimes; it's up to 4-6 weeks.Cats do not know how to keep him/her pouncing.In fact, a typical female can go out and remove after a long time - it may be your only option.I decided to clean and avoids dirty places.This way they do is find the one you can do and the changes you need for you or another easy-clean surface, the problem can be purchased from most good garden centres or pet store.

Allow it to a wall or even human nail clippers, you can use.Unfortunately, mats can be dangerous to others they cause intense irritation.Bleach is actually using it without thinking about it.Pet owners are accustomed to going to pieces due to the bathroom, if you start by brushing or vacuuming it.When the female ones, may just urinate on their feet.

#Cat Peeing On Bed While Im In It Stunning Unique Ideas #Is Cat Spraying The Same As Urinating

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