Omg I once accidentally kidnapped my neighbor’s cat for 3 days. My cat got out and this one looked exactly the same (only had my cat for a few weeks at that point. I couldn’t discern differences yet). I wondered why he kept meowing at the window.
I’m embarrassed it took 3 days to realize that wasn’t my cat. We let it out and I’m sure the real owners were relieved 😅😳🤡
Reminds me of the story of someone who lost their cat, found them and brought them home, then 3 days later their actual cat came back. Now they had 2 identical cats and didn’t know what to do.
The story you told is hilarious, I have to say. I can imagine what’s going through that cats mind as it’s meowing at the window wondering why it’s been imprisoned.
We have a dogsitter when we are on trips. According to her, our heeler would politely take blueberries that were offered and then wander off, returning not long after. It was only later that she found a stash of uneaten blueberries on the couch. My little man was a desperately skinny and frightened stray in a kill shelter before he came to us, and on the theory that whatever makes him feel safe and content is better than the alternative, he's, uhhh, put on weight. If he liked the blueberries, they would not be left on the couch.
The fact that he was a stray could explain that behavior. He may have had a bad experience with wild berries and didn’t want to get sick but also didn’t want you to feel bad.
Yeah, we always wonder what he had to deal with. He's still very sensitive to any pressure at all on his ribs, and he hoards soft toys in a den (under a bed), though he responds with exasperation rather than anger if one is taken. When we first got him, he tried eating acorns (hell on a dog's stomach, I understand), pre-emptively winced the first time he barked in view of me, and despite generally hating to go outside any longer than it took to potty, climbed up on our patio furniture to investigate the fence the first time we had to leave him with a sitter.
These days, he's fat, which is a negative of course, and he's still an idiosyncratic homebody, but he's also confident enough to ask for affection, isn't reactive to anything other than vacuums, and has a great relationship with our other dog. The turnaround has been lovely, and if being a chonk came as part of it, I think it's a trade worth having made. Our other rescue was born after his mother arrived at the foster, and has a very different relationship with food, exercise, and new people. His super playful but emotionally aware energy has worked well with our "seen some shit" heeler.
I read another comment that the vacuum seems like a loud animal yanking you around, and the solution is to drag it into the middle of a room and shout at it a bit in view of your dog
Kind of love the Dionysis call out since he’s kind of the Greek patron god of genderqueer folk due to his complicated history of cross-dressing to fly under the radar of the Gods and his connections to death and rebirth.
I actually really hated the book, which was a big surprise to me, since I love Princess Bride and most of Sanderson. But man, the narrator was way more grating and unfunny to me than Princess Bride’s.
Sanderson usually isn’t funny for me, which is usually fine, but Tress relied on humor too much imo
I’ve read all of cosmere, and I don’t care for Hoid in general, though there’s a lot about his books I do love. But I tried a few of his YA books (the chalk one, and reckoners) and didn’t especially care for them.
A core memory of mine was learning a cool math trick in school and coming home to tell my dad about it. He very coldly told me he didn’t find the trick impressive because he already knows math. That was the last time I ever came home excited from school.
“A father has to be a provider, a teacher, a role model, but most importantly, a distant authority figure who can never be pleased. Otherwise, how will children ever understand the concept of God?”
This is literally the situation with my mother in law.
My SO is an only child and I would describe her mom as having more money than sense (at least when it comes to her kid), so we’re careful about mentioning anything that we need to go and buy or anything like that around her, or we’re going to get a month’s supply of that thing, every time we visit for the next six months.
I’m pretty sure we said little more than “we should pick up toilet paper on the way home”… Next time we were there, my trunk was filled with the stuff.
So we’re rather careful about what we mention around her. She means well, but I don’t have the space to support her filling up my home with toiletries on the mention of having to buy it.
I appreciate that she cares but we take care of ourselves in that respect.
A friend of the family is like that. I don’t know what I am supposed to do with a machine that makes grilled cheese. Like okay one in a while, I don’t need to make 40 at a time.
Not sure why you’re getting down votes, I agree totally. I mostly only follow space, sports, and video game news on there. It’s a great site for communication
I met one tall woman who was just completely beautiful and ever since I have a thing for tall women. The problem was finding a tall woman who didn’t mind dating someone shorter than her
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