VonMises
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My rocket is my cat. Or my cat is my rocket.
They look like cows. I'll bet one tastes like chicken.
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My rocket is my cat. Or my cat is my rocket.
I've got a picture of my grey cat Mr.Blue, that looks almost exactly like that. He was one of the neatest\best cats I've ever had. I miss him a lot.
I've been awake for awhile, and somewhere around 2-3AM this Morning, I cleaned underneath my Refridgerator and Stove in my Kitchen.
I found 8 Dead Mice/Moles/Shrews.
Me thinks I need to clean those spots more often, and replace the Filter Cartridges in my Respirator.
Do the cats hide them there?
This would be Toby; otherwise known as Tober, Toblerone, Tubbers. Ain't he special?
He hates rockets. Unless it has to do with getting in my way while building rockets. Especially when using glue. Go figure.
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Gorgeous looking feline.
I can't deny this! Lol, he's not yet 3 years old and is quite the furball. He's usually 'my wife's cat'..but lately he's decided I'm his favorite. Not really my cup of tea, there.
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This is Rocky, the Maine Coon I had. The main problem with the hair was as he got old, he wouldn't groom himself well and matted up. He died of complications of diabetes at the age of 14.View attachment 159143View attachment 159142
This would be Toby; otherwise known as Tober, Toblerone, Tubbers. Ain't he special?
He hates rockets. Unless it has to do with getting in my way while building rockets. Especially when using glue. Go figure.
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She looks young. How old was she?
Butters and Bailey. Only rocket involvement is knocking stuff off of my bench.
She was less than a year old in this photo. We had her for (only) eight years.
She was gorgeous. I've had so many cats. So of course I've dealt with losses. But I simply wait until it does not hurt anymore (or as bad) and then head for a shelter and find another (often a Polydactyl) that needs a forever home. Somehow one, one day, generally just 'knows'. And we go home.
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