My cat is 13 years old. I have known him all his life, he has known me since I was 10. I love him, he loves me. He always knows exactly what mood I'm in, and he always knows exactly what I need. I tell him secrets I have buried deep inside myself. I patch him up when he gets in fights with other cats. He loses more often now. He is going to die soon. I cry every day at the thought. He is all I live for, without him I will die too. Don't get a cat.
And his sister, Patches. They're both 6 years old.
sam is very cute
i have two cats, love them, feel like they have way more of a personality than my dog and that they actually care, have a pretty special bond with one of them (pic related)
This little fucker just hit 13 pounds and is acting like a brat, throwing his weight around and terrorizing my old cat, and his brother. He's a cute cuddly little fucker, though. His name is Brody.
/pet dog/ here, but I wish I had a cat sometimes
I'm glad my dog is affectionate though, I would kill myself without some kind of physical intimacy
I saved this picture of an anon's cat. Looks comfy
Lulu is my favourite at the moment. She always comes onto my bed before I go to sleep for some cuddles. She's the only one who doesn't dribble all over me as well.
Don't mind me, just invading the /cat/ thread.
Based Husky coming through
This is Ella, I love her very much. <3
Dogs are way too much of a hassle. Cats are smart enough to entertain themselves but enjoy playing with you too. They aren't needy about it though.
I have a cat but I honestly just want him to die. He began annoying me to no end last summer and now I'm tuck with this furry bastard I've loved for 4 years and then all the sudden can't take. Feels kinda bad.
At least he's not a disgusting, slimy dog.