sorry for not finishing day 5 I had a very busy school day and my cat is sick 😞 I managed to do both not my best but its wht I can I do for now I basically rushed it tho hope you like it anyways
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you’ll always be my baby. i love you more than anything else. rest in peace little angel.
missing you already.
07/11/2018 — 11/11/2023
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Short, information only version:
we said goodbye to Chamois on Monday afternoon, August 28th. She was able to rest without pain. We buried her Wednesday morning, August 30th.
If you feel compelled, please share stories and/or pictures you have of her. We will host a virtual memorial, details coming when we have the emotional fortitude.
Long probably rambly could be emo song lyrics version:
I knew Chamois was my whole heart, but it becomes more apparent each day without her the vacuum she leaves. For 18 years she and I spent every day checking in on each other, playing, snuggling, and generally being a pair of ice water guzzling gremlins. She saved me in my darkest moments and loved everyone I loved just as fiercely as I did.
The house is too quiet, even Kaz is less talkative. 3 feet is a lot deeper than you think it is. I’ve had Chamois for so long it’s hard to remember life before her, and now I have to figure out how to live without her
When I adopted Chamois in the fall of 2005 I was 19 and oblivious that I was about to be fired from another job. It feels like several lifetimes ago at this point, filled with car meets in empty parking lots, unironic usage of MySpace, a Razr flip phone, and fan subs of popular anime. My partner at the time and I wanted a cat, and found a Craigslist listing for free kittens in Baytown. With a 1 hour each way, we had intended to get a black cat — but Chamois wasn’t having any of that. The litter of kittens was in the bed of the mother cat’s owner, and Chamois made her way up onto the side of the truck bed and walked her little puffball self right up to me. It was truly love at first sight, a little smudgy cream puff with bright blue eyes that fit in the palm of my hand.
Flea baths and a spay and vaccines later, we begin our nearly 2 decades together. We went through moves across the country and in Texas, settling in Austin for the long haul. She had a few younger siblings over the years, and has left Kaz to take care of us now that she’s resting for good. I like to think that she held out just a little longer for him to recover from a health scare earlier this month. She always tried to make things easier for us, but now her watch has ended.
Rest in Peace, my sweetheart.
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RIP My Cat Kiksa
RIP Kiksa (November 2019-9 November 2023). She is my most beloved cat. My sister found Kiksa in the morning in my late grandfather's car. I don't know how long she was in the car, I also don't know how she got in, maybe she got in when the window was open but the window was closed when my sister found her. The last time I saw her was on 6 November. My mother had buried her at noon. Hmm, maybe she's tired of living, she's been a bit sick the last few months.
Kiksa rarely went home throughout October because she was pregnant, at the end of the month she gave birth to a kitten. I should have 3 cats now because Kiksa died but because she gave birth to a kitten I still have 4 cats. I haven't given this new cat a name yet. I have many memories with Kiksa.
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bad doodle request: damian teaching alfred (the cat) to use a tricycle
alternatively: bouncy castle shenanigans of ur choice
Couldn't resist doing both so here's doodle no. 1:
And doodle no. 2:
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Edwin has to bite his lip to smother his laugh, shoulders shaking minutely against tanned skin. The rough sound ratchets up a tick.
Purring.
The Cat King is purring.
Guys I wrote 2k of toothrotting catwin fluff! Check it out on ao3 💕
tags: edwin/cat king, established relationship, Teen, no archive warnings, kissing/cuddling, purring, excessive use of the words warmth and rumbling, just generally a sweet soft little thing tbh
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