My cat of 16 years passed away this summer. I loved him so much. He was sweet and friendly, even to strangers. He would purr and roll over on his back with a single scratch behind the ears.
He was also an insane hunter who killed hundreds of small animals including squirrels and rabbits, and beat the shit out of the other cats in the neighborhood. Alpha as fuck.
I loved that cat so much, rest in peace Smokey.
Posting my kot
What a CATastrophe
Let's paws for a moment to pay respects
no kot only blini
get another kot one day anon and love it
rip to smokey
very cute kot
My cats back home died years ago, but I'm looking after these 2 for a couple of weeks atm.
Sorry mate, that's real shit.
He's pretty vanilla, got him from neighbours who moved into an apartment where he went insane.
>tfw no kot
>tfw friends no kot
>tfw going to pet store to play with kot because no kot
He died almost six years ago and I think I miss him more than I ever did.
Volunteer to help homeless kitteh.
>17 year old ashes
>in arm's reach
Your kot's soul and Bowie are hanging out. What a day!
I may sprinkle 'em one day. Maybe 20th anniversary I'll go to Fuji and sprinkle them (clandestinely of course) there.
I shoot stray cats that wonder off into my backyard with a bbgun because they shit into dry dirt and dont bury it properly.
They also eat garbage and meaow really loud at night and i have to shoot them at night too.
Some learn to avoid my house, but many new come and i have to shoot them too.
I practice stalking them a lot, larping that im a rifleman in war, and muslims are coming.
I get scared at times that cats will notice me, but when they run i practice shooting moving targets.
During holidays i throw firecrackers with chicken meat on them and call the cats: MATZ MATZ MATZ (translation: heere kitty kitty)
And they always cautiously approach the magnum firecracker but never get blown up.
They freak out and avoid me, even if im not at home, they recognise me and run.
I can tolerate house cats, IF they are usefull like catching mice and big grasshoppers that im affraid of.
But other than that, cats are usless, unles you are a pathetic sack of fragile shit that needs something to love and cuddle with, even if it doesnt love you back.
You are all faggots.
Prove me wrong
Proffesional tip: You are a faggot.
On the 6 of January we eat here a traditional cake called "roscón de reyes", an it usually comes with a paper crown like that one.