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It's been said that people that hate cats will come back as mice in their next life.
My lockdown buddy
My Lockdown Buddy In February 2020 I got the keys to my new home after splitting up from my partner. Having lived with partners and flatmates all my adult life this was to be my first experience of living alone! What an adventure! Except that I wasn’t alone. I had my cat - my beautiful little princess, Sheema.
By Rachel Jones-Wild5 years ago in Petlife
Ten Reasons Cats are Better Than Kids. Top Story - July 2021.
Okay, so I am an unashamed cat mama. That said, Hubby and I didn’t become parents of real, hairless, human children. So the fur children are it for us. I’ve accepted this reality and I embrace it. For this reason, and because sour grapes, I present to you my “List of reasons cats are better than kids.”
By Aspiring Author5 years ago in Petlife
My Grandfathers Cat
In the 1920's my Grandfather had a store in the town of Succasunna NJ. (I will not go into how the Drill Sergeants, in basic training, had fun with that town name.) Grandfathers name was, Raymond Bull. (I will not now go into how that name created interesting situations when trekking in Northern India / Gopeshwar. Nor try to explain why I, a person with obvious ADD, would try to write stories.. but I digress.)
By Craig Brown5 years ago in Petlife
The Cat That Came Back
Mark was a good child. He didn’t argue with his mother’s curfew, he went to church three times a week with his parents, and he bought his little sister gifts when he had the extra money. In fact, one of Mark’s only big flaws was that he did not know how to respect boundaries. This came out when he poked Stella, his sister, one too many times in the back, or when he played with his mother’s makeup when he knew that she had asked him a million times to leave it alone.
By Shelby Morrison5 years ago in Petlife
ITTY BITTY KITTY
I returned home one afternoon from running errands only to find sitting on my doormat the most bedraggled kitten I had ever seen. He was a reddish brown color (?), weak and feeble to point out his finer features. I looked around the yard only to find a feral momma sitting watching me intently. Dont worry about your baby, I told her. I will take good care of him. I scooped him up and hurried inside.
By Jill Hampton James5 years ago in Petlife
Roxie the raccoon who was really a “cat.”
Yup that is how I was introduced to this furball, the box read RACOON, I was so excited and sad at the same time. See a few years back I had received a kitten barely a few weeks old, who came to my home and tore the place apart unintentionally on his first day there. Because I thought he had gotten lost under the sink wood plank. He did not but the plank was now broken. Anyway, this is for another day. I had to give him up after a year, and so I swore I would never get a pet again, it was too heartbreaking.
By Claudia Rodriguez5 years ago in Petlife
Tucha, the crosswalk lady
I don’t have any photos of Tucha, there was a time when photographs weren’t so common, and I was about eight years old when we have met. It was a normal weekend day, we were visiting my great-aunt to spend the day at her Portuguese farmhouse.
By Sofia Duarte5 years ago in Petlife
Buttons
This is the story of an adult cat that started out as someone’s pet, but then became a stray. He lived for a while on a college campus where many students took pity on him and fed him. At that same college, one of my older sisters was attending, while I was still in high school. She hid him in the closet of her dorm room for two weeks before she was told to find another home for him. At which time, she bought him home to my brother and I, on our hill.
By Merrie Jackson5 years ago in Petlife
