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Originally posted by Bagabones:
Hi Beer Belle.
I love having my head stroked so gently. It reminds me of my mum and it seems like ages since I last saw her. Apart from my new yuman who seems very nice no one else since my mum has stroked my head. I remember having a warm snuggly mum and brothers and sisters then one day a man took me away from them all and took me to a strange place. Just about the first yumans I can remember were there. They were baby ones who chased me all day long and pulled my ears and tail. The first night there I was all on my own with no mum or anyone to snuggle up to and the floor was very hard and cold. I cried and cried I was so sad and scared and missed my mum.Thanks for the tuna flakes. They are much nicer than stuff I used to get when I was in a cage.

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Originally posted by The Little Cat:
hello bagabones.
do you mind if I sniff you?

*sniff sniff*

i think we'll have a lot to talk about. i was once with small yuman beans who pulled my tail and fought over me. it was in a place called skwolla.
were you in skwolla as well? it sounds like it.

one of the small yuman beans used to play "animal hospital" with me! i didn't like it. the worst thing was when she dressed me up in baby clothes and put me in her doll's pram and played at "teenage single mothers". *shudder*

i've got a lovely home now with aunty pet. perhaps we can find a nice home for you too.

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originally posted by Big Tom Cat:Big Tom:
I think bagabones is still a kitten so we all have to look after he/she...I think we need to solve the gender problem too!(any volunteers?) Either way you can think of me as your big uncle
And if you want any advice on how to behave properly you must ask Little Cat 'cos she is an astrocatrick cat of suffocated tastes

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Thanks for being my big uncle Mr. Tom. I'm a bit worried about this gender thing.
I'm not aware that I have a problem.
Not now the horrible big yuman bean is not around.
My first night away from my mum I was cold and I told you I cried and cried.
Then the big male yuman bean appeared. He looked very strange. He had loads of hair all over his body just like me except for his head which seemed to shine in the dark.
I thought he was going to let me snuggle up to his hair but instead he shouted at me and hit me and of course I cried even more.
Later I walked round the floor in the room they called inthkichen and weed by a wall.
I felt a bit better after that and managed to get some sleep.
The next morning the big male yuman came inthkichen and not sniffing things out like we do the clumsy creature walked into my wee and a bit more that I’d left there as an afterthought.
He stepped into it with one foot but only having two feet he slipped and lost his balance and landed on his backside on the bit that his foot had missed.
This was my first experience of just how loud a yuman bean can be.
The two baby yumans came running in to see what was going on and when they saw their dad trying to get to his feet with my “little present” stuck to his furry backside they laughed and laughed.
They laugh at strange things these yumans.
Just then the female yuman came in.
More surprises. She was even louder than him! She didn’t laugh though.
She grabbed a long stick with rags hanging off the end and chased him with it. He escaped through thbest room and up some stairs.
His feet would have been cleaned if he had stayed there as all the mess came off on thbest carpet and if he had sat down he could have cleaned the rest off whilst he was at it.

The female yuman grabbed me and threw me outside. It was very cold and the ground had turned white and I was hungry.
I had only ever woken up snuggled up to my nice warm mum with breakfast on tap and I wanted to go home.
I sat on the step looking into the warm room hoping someone would let me in and feed me then take me home to my mum and brothers and sisters.

i didn't know I had a gender problem though.

Did Little Cat have a gender problem?

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Originally posted by The Little Cat:

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Originally posted by sukey cat:

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Originally posted by The Little Cat:

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Originally posted by sukey cat:
i am a girl cat.
you can tell if you are a girl cat because one day you wake up with a bald patch on your side and a plastic cone on your head.
after a while your yuman will take it off for you and your fur will grow back.

not all lady cats have bald bits and plastic cones.
i'm quite sure my mummy cat didn't.

oh. well me and my sister did. i don't know about my mummy. i just assumed it was before i knew her.
did you have a bald bit and a plastic cone?

I don't really know.
when i left my mummy i was kept in a cage on my own in a big white funny smelling room full of men in white coats with masks over their nose and mouth.
it was called a "sigh enz labb horror tory." it was terrible.
i had so many nasty things done to me there were always bald bits and cones.

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Originally posted by Bagabones: I've been deep in thought today and it made me very tired.
When I get to choose a gender I think I'll choose to be gay because Smiley Cat told me that "gay" meant being carefree and full of fun. I fancy being carefree.

I didn't have much fun after getting thrown out of the inthkitchen a while ago.Eventually the male yuman appeared.
He was wearing his yuman clothes and he opened the door and picked me up. I thought he was going to shout at me and hit me again but he never said a word.
He squeezed me very hard and threw me into his car. It was warm and the seat was soft.
I felt really happy as I thought I was going back home.
After a bit of a drive we stopped next to a field. I didn’t recognize it but he opened the door for me and lifted me out.
He lifted me over a hedge and said something like “you can go back to Santa where you came from”.
Then he drove off and left me there in the white stuff. If he thought he was letting me out for a wee he needn’t have bothered.
I’d already left a bit of a package on the back seat.
He wasn’t very bright. I didn’t come from Santa wherever that is, I came from my mum and I wanted to go back.
I can't seem to think very well right now because I'm so tired. I'm terrified of going to sleep in case I wake up with a plastic thing on my head and a bald patch.
I think I'll cry then my yuman will come and fetch me and I can walk up and down on her bed all night to protect myself.

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Originally posted by Bagabones:
My yuman has told me that we are going to see the vet and after that I'll be allowed out! I'm not worried about the vet because I know it was ok for Little Cat.

I’m starting to really like my yuman.
Apart from the yumans who fed me when I was in the cage, and one other, all the yumans I’ve met have hurt me.
They always want to chase me or throw things at me or pull my tail or ears.
The baby yumans are the worst.
In the cage the food wasn’t very nice and not much of it but at least I got to eat all I was given without being chased by yumans or dogs or pussy cats.
That used to happen a lot after the horrible yuman left me in a white cold field.
Life in the cage wasn’t all bad I suppose because it was a bit warmer than wandering the streets and gardens spending my whole time trying to keep warm and find food and my mum.

The cage was very boring though. It was called a rezqueue. (Probably because there were lots of cages all in a row).
Every day yumans would walk up and down looking at us and saying how nice some of us were.
Now and then one of the yumans who feeds us would open a cage and whoever lived there went off with some of the visiting yumans.

It was a bit of a worry as they could be going to somewhere to be chased by baby yumans.
When "my" yuman turned up she asked if she could hold me. She smelt really nice and she was very snuggly.

The person who feeds us all told the yuman that I was going to sleep tomorrow.
That was a bit of a daft thing to say because "my" yuman was so warm and cuddly I could have slept right then.
As soon as she said about the sleep the eyes of my yuman got all wet and her face came out in coloured lines.
She never put me down then until we got outside. She took off her coat and put it in a basket fixed to the front of her bike then put me in with it. It was nice and snuggly and we went home.
She gives me lots of food but I do like your fish Little Cat. .