Crazy Cat Couple
Our cats are a very important part of my family so I thought I’d do a little post and let you me my pussies... tee hee...
Sprinkles is always the cat that will sleep on my chest when I’m feeling extra stressed. They say cats can feel your anxiety and stay close to help ease your stress. She’s a sweetheart. Sprinkles is Emily’s cat. Not that it really matters. It’s hard for everyone to tell Sprinks and Abby apart, except for Em and Me. Steven brought these cats with him when he moved in. The cats came before he did.
Towards the end of 2019, Steven put some pressure on to get another cat. My theory was that we needed to get 2, because I didn’t want our big black pussies to beat on the newest pussy. So it was decided that we would get 2 more pussies. First came Princess Fluffball, also known as Princess Fuzznutts, fluffy butt, and lastly and mostly Fuzzy Kitty. This little pussy is nuts, y’all! I love her so much! She was exactly what I needed in my day. She’s got beautiful grey and white and tan markings, the biggest paws, and longest tail of any little pussy. Oh, and she’s fast as fuck, boyyyyy. This cat came with stinky poops and when she runs around she sounds like a horse.
She often looks like she just fell over and fell asleep when she naps. It’s rather sweet. This one comes to me at 4am looking for lovin’s. She also sleeps between my legs most nights, which is okay until she gets yeeted across the room. Oops. She is Henrik’s cat. Not that it matters.
She was the last to join our little party and she is allegedly my pussy. I picked her, I named her. This pussy was born into a home with 3 dogs, and had 8 siblings. She gave no fucks about our dog, or any of our other cats. Whenever any of them got near her, she’d growl, moan, and hiss. My kind of girl. Fierce. Sasha tries to run away when I let the dog out. She doesn’t care that it’s 10 below. She eats anything, and has been known to steal food out of the pitbull’s mouth. Mind you, this pussy is only a few months old! She’s fierce. Sasha likes to climb things as well, her and FK are good for laughs. My favorite is when Ms. Sasha climbs the light...
This is Abbadon, otherwise known as Abby Sue. She’s the loner of the bunch. Her preference is to be alone, in the quiet upstairs, sleeping in a pile of socks. Abbadon’s got a beautiful voice, and if she uses it with you, feel blessed. She’s also a fierce killer. She doesn’t spend much time at home in the summer months. Our neighbors have mixed feeling about that. Abby is Dad’s cat, not that it really matters.
Her sister also lives here. Her name is Sprinkles, or sprinks. She’s loud and obnoxious and always talking. She likes to look out the windows and sleeps her days away on kitty perches. If you have ice cream or cereal, your bowl belongs to her. She’s kind of a bitch about it...
Towards the end of 2019, Steven put some pressure on to get another cat. My theory was that we needed to get 2, because I didn’t want our big black pussies to beat on the newest pussy. So it was decided that we would get 2 more pussies. First came Princess Fluffball, also known as Princess Fuzznutts, fluffy butt, and lastly and mostly Fuzzy Kitty. This little pussy is nuts, y’all! I love her so much! She was exactly what I needed in my day. She’s got beautiful grey and white and tan markings, the biggest paws, and longest tail of any little pussy. Oh, and she’s fast as fuck, boyyyyy. This cat came with stinky poops and when she runs around she sounds like a horse.
She often looks like she just fell over and fell asleep when she naps. It’s rather sweet. This one comes to me at 4am looking for lovin’s. She also sleeps between my legs most nights, which is okay until she gets yeeted across the room. Oops. She is Henrik’s cat. Not that it matters.
Lastly, and certainly not because of a ranking system of any kind is Ms. Sasha. As her name would suggest, she is fierce.
She was the last to join our little party and she is allegedly my pussy. I picked her, I named her. This pussy was born into a home with 3 dogs, and had 8 siblings. She gave no fucks about our dog, or any of our other cats. Whenever any of them got near her, she’d growl, moan, and hiss. My kind of girl. Fierce. Sasha tries to run away when I let the dog out. She doesn’t care that it’s 10 below. She eats anything, and has been known to steal food out of the pitbull’s mouth. Mind you, this pussy is only a few months old! She’s fierce. Sasha likes to climb things as well, her and FK are good for laughs. My favorite is when Ms. Sasha climbs the light...
I can’t say enough for my pussies and their significance in this part of my life. The transition from fully functional working woman that had shit on lock to this woman I am now with chronic pain. Ever-dependent on another. I never thought I’d be here. As I transition the road my new life I’m grateful for the laughs and love I get from their 16 little bitch slippers.
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