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hockeyisit · 4 years ago

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Celebrate

Summary: Auston and Amelia celebrate the twins fifth birthday.

A.N: Hope you enjoy! More notes at the end.

Word Count: 5,405

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I felt a soft foot kick me in the stomach as I felt tiny hands reaching out and grabbing onto my arm.

“Shh,” I heard Noah whisper. I peeked an eye open to see Noah pushing Kai down in between me and him. Another small leg kicking me in the stomach. I looked over their heads to take a look at Auston. He had a slight smirk on his face as he lazily grinned at the boys.

“Don’t wake Mama,” Noah whispered, pushing down in between Auston and Kai.

“Yeah don’t wake Mama,” Auston grumbled as he wrapped his arm around them pulling them in tight. Noah let out a loud squeal as he leaned into the touch.

“Papi, it's our birthday,” Kai grinned as he sat up.

“Were five,” Noah cheered.

“I know buds happy birthday,” Auston smiled as he reached out to ruffle Noah’s hair because he was closest to Auston.

“Are we going to have cake?” Noah asked sitting up on the bed causing it to shake.

“Of course bud. Now maybe we should get out of bed and let Mama sleep a bit more,” Auston told them as he helped them off the bed. Auston shuffled them to the door before turning back to me.

“Get a bit more rest and then come down when you're ready,” Auston called out. I nodded in affirmative as I buried myself deeper into my blanket. It was the twins fifth birthday and I couldn't believe how much they had grown. I wanted to get ready so that I could go down and join them but truthfully I hadn't been feeling all too well lately. I laid in bed for another ten minutes as I felt waves of nausea come by but never felt the need to get up.

When I was finally starting to feel a little better I pulled myself out of the bed and made my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth and go pee. Once I was done I made my way down the stairs to hear my three boys cooking in the kitchen.

“Hmm smells nice in here,” I smiled as I walked over to Auston placing a quick kiss on his lips. The boys noticed calling out “ew” as they watched. I turned around with an evil smirk as I made my way over to them.

“Hi babies happy birthday,” I grinned, kneeling in front of them and reaching forward to place a kiss on both of their cheeks. This was one of the twins' first birthdays where we didn’t already have plans. Auston and I had decided that we would ask the twins what they wanted to do and decide from there.

“I want to go to a baseball game!” Kai said right away. Auston and I shared a quick look.

“No. Skate!” Noah denied as he took a bite of his pancakes that were in front of him.

“Don’t eat with your mouth open,” Auston scolded Noah as he turned the stove off. Noah’s mouth immediately snapped shut.

“Can we get a cat?” Kai asked for almost the fifth time in the last week. I looked up to share a look with Auston. We had been talking a lot about it ever since he started asking. We weren't sure at first because neither Auston or myself had ever had a cat before. We were also nervous about the idea of Felix not liking a cat in the home.

“Honey I’m not sure that’s such a good idea. We have Felix,” I told him as I placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

“Pleasee Charlie has Zues and a cat,” he pointed out as he glanced over to Auston.

“Well that’s true but getting another pet is a big responsibility and cats are very different from dogs,” A look of annoyance crossed Kai’s face for a quick second before relaxing again.

“I know Mama. I asked Charlie all about it. I can do it,” he reassured reaching out to grab my cheeks in his hand.

“I promise,” he said. I let out a small laugh as I reached up to tap his chin.

“I know bud,” I glanced up to look at Auston who was staring at us with a face of wonder.

“Papi can I have more bacon?” Noah asked looking over his chair to look at Auston.

“Yeah,” Auston slipped some bacon onto Noah's plate. When he was done he hovered for a moment before giving me the go ahead.

“Well if your sure that you can take care of a cat then we can go look to the shelter today,” I reached out and gave his shoulder a squeeze. He beamed at me as he hopped out of his seat.

“No way,” he exclaimed jumping up and down. Auston and I let out a laugh as we watched him.

“Way,” Auston teased reaching out to pat Kai on the back. Kai beamed up at Auston before wrapping his small arms around Austons legs. He pulled away and looked at Noah.

“C’mon Noah we have to get ready so we can get a cat,” Kai grabbed Noahs arm and started pulling on it.

“Kai, I’m eating,” Noah whined not moving from his position at the table.

“No we have to get ready so we can leave,” Kai insisted pulling harder. I sent Auston a worried glance as I noticed Noah getting annoyed.

“Kai how about you and I go get ready before Mama and Noah,” Auston suggested as he walked over to put the empty pan in the sink. Kai looked away from Noah to Auston as he let go of Noah.

“Okay Papi,” the two of them made their way out of the kitchen leaving me and Noah. I took a bite of my pancake as I waited out Noah. Out of Kai and Noah, Noah tended to act more like Auston while Kai was more similar to me.

“Mama,” Noah said after a moment. I smiled as I looked away from my food to him.

“Yeah baby?” I asked. He sat still for a moment before he shifted on his seat slightly.

“I really want to skate today,” he mumbled glancing away to look at his food again. I felt my heart ache at the sad tone to his statement.

“We can make that happen,” I told him as I pushed my plate further in front of me.

“Really?” he asked excitedly as he looked up from his food. I gave him a soft nod, his smile grew as he stood up from his chair.

“I’ll go get ready,” he exlcalimed before making his way out of the kitchen and up the stairs. I let out a soft sigh as I started picking all the dishes up. Once I had everything in the dishwasher I made my way upstairs to out bedroom.

“Noah wants to skate and I think we should do that first,” I told Auston as I entered our bedroom, he was just hopping out of the shower and had a towel tied around his waste. Auston gave a small nod as he walked further into the room.

“Are we really about to get a cat?” Auston asked once he was in the closet. I let out a sigh as I laid down on the bed.

“I guess.” Auston was quiet for a moment as he dressed himself. He walked out of the closet and over to the bed. He sat next to me wrapping his arm around me.

“I know nothing about cats,” Auston mumbled as he leaned his face into my neck.

“My freshman year roommate had a cat in our dorm. It was really gross to be honest. The litter box was really messy and smelled really bad. She never cleaned it though so but the cat liked me more then her. Also the wet food smelled terrible,” I ranted as I remembered the horrible time I lived in the dorm with a random roommate with a cat. Our room had smelled like the zoo always, I had spent most of that year spending time at my abusive exes because of how bad our room smelled.

“I read though that you can keep the litter box anywhere and we just have to make sure to clean up the poop which we do for Felix anyway. Now itll just force us to be more on top of cleaning that up inside and outside. I’m afraid of Felix being uncomfortable though,” I told Auston as I rubbed my hand up and down his arm.

“I asked Mitch about it he said he brought Zues with so they met before hand,” he mumbled as he pressed a kiss to my neck.

“Okay so will go skate somewhere and then come back then go to the shelter,” I listed as I pushed him away gently. He stared down at me with lust in his eyes.

“Okay,” he said. I pushed myself up from the bed. I needed to get dressed and ready.

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“Papi can you help me” Kai called out as he tried to get his laces tied. When Noah and Kai were ready to play sports we got them involved in everything. They both picked out a favorite real quickly. Noah loved hockey and Kai loved baseball, they both tolerated the other sport but they had favorites.

“Mama are we going to see Charlie today?” Noah asked as he laced up his skates the best he could.

“I don’t know sweetie,” I told him as I kneeled in front of him to check on his laces. I helped him up from the bench once I was done. He grinned as he stood up.

“I’m ready,” he grinned as he made his way over to the ice. I followed closely behind, Auston and Kai were still sitting on the bench. I stepped out onto the ice before Noah. I steddied myself before turning to face Noah. At first when Auston and I had started dating I wasn’t all the great at skating. I had gotten better over the time that I had known Auston.

“Mama can we play hockey,” Noah questioned as we skated around the ice. I let out a soft laugh.

“I don’t have any hockey stuff baby,” I reached out and ruffled his hair. He huffed letting go of my hand to stop.

“Papi,” Noah called out as he truend around. Auston glanced up from Kai as the two stepped onto the ice.

“Yeah bud?” Auston asked as he held on to Kai’s hand. Kai was not very stedy on skates as Noah was.

“Can we play hockey?” he asked racing over to Auston and stopping right in front of him. My jaw dropped slightly at how well he was skating for five years old. Auston glanced over at me as he sent me a questioning look. I gave Auston a nod as I skated over to them reaching out for Kai to grab onto my arm.

Noah and Auston started playing some hockey on one side of the ice while Kai and I stayed in the safety of the other side. Kai let out a loud giggle as he watched Noah and Auston play.

“Mama, I want to go sit on the bench,” Kai said moments later as he got tired of skating. I quickly led us in the direction of the bench. We both sat down and watched Auston and Noah goof around.

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“Mama, how much longer?” Kai asked as he tried to get more comfortable in his carseat.

“Not to long sweetie,” I reassured as I turned the music up just a little bit. After we were done skating we had stopped by and picked up Felix, we were now on our way to the foster home for kittens. Auston pulled up to the foster house and then put the car in park.

“I want a brown cat,” Kai said as he pulled his blanket up to his chin.

“Oh do you bud?” I asked with a small laugh. He gave a big nod as he stretched out. We had only been driving for thirty minutes. Felix sat up from where he was laying on the ground of the car. We both hopped out of the car and made our way to the back. I helped Kai out while Auston woke Noah up. When we were all out of the car we made our way to the front door. Auston was carrying a sleepy Noah but he reached out to ring the doorbel. Moments later the door was being pulled open and we came face to face with an older woman.

“Hi Lucy, I’m Amelia this is my husband Auston,” I smiled holding my hand out. She gave me a soft smile as she reached out to shake my hand.

“Come in, come in. Barney is getting all the kittens together right now,” she grinned as she let us into the house. My nose scrunched up at the smell slightly and causing a wave of nausea to flare up, I immediately got it under control. I grabbed onto Kai’s hand leading him into the house. Lucy lead us down to the basement where there was a group of small kittens laying down within a fence.

“We brought our dog, Felix,” I told Lucy as I helped Kai inside the fence. She nodded her head.

“Good that’ll be helpful to picking out what cat to get,” she told us as she handed a bag of treats to us.

“Why dont you go get him now,” she said turning to face Auston. He quickly nodded handing the sleepy Noah over to me. I held on to him tightly as Auston left the room. Noah let out a sigh as he snuggled closer.

“Mama look at this one,” Kai sighed as he held up a small brown kitten to me. I gave him a small smile as I reached out to pet the cat.

“That is Leo,” Lucy said as she handed a treat to Kai so he could give it to the cats.

“He might not be the best fit with a dog,” she trailed off looking at me. I nodded my head as I turned to face Kai.

“Who’s this?” I asked him as I picked up the cat that was sitting in his lap. He looked away from leo to the cat in his lap. He smiled softly as he looked down at the cat that was in his lap.

“That’s Shelia,” Lucy smiled as she reached out to push one of the cats into the pen. Kai let out a soft smile as he ran his hand through her fur. She cuddled up further into Kai. I let out a soft grin as I took the two of them in. They were so perfect.

“Alright here’s Felix,” Auston grinned as he made his way into the room with Felix. Noah stirred in my arms before asking me to let him down. I listened to him setting him next to Kai. Auston walked up next to me and wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me in. Felix started sniffing at the gate door where the cats were with Kai. One of the cats hissed loudly reaching its arm out of the gate Felix let out a loud bark as he backed up.

“Yeah some of them really don’t like dogs but a few of them do. We have dogs ourself so they are used to having a dog around. Just some can be a little aggressive about it,” she told us as she reached in to pick up the cat that hissed at Felix. I shared a look with Auston before I kneeled down in front of the gate.

“Noah do you want to meet the cats?” I asked softly as I set him on the ground. He pulled his face out of my neck to look at Kai surrounded by the cats.

“Okay Mommy,” he mumbled as he let go of me. I helped him inside the gate and he joined Kai. The cat that was sitting in Kai’s lap glanced at Noah and then back at Kai. She gave a confused look as she looked between the two again. I let out a small laugh at her confusion. She hopped up from Kai’s lap and started smelling Noah.

“Shelia is pretty,” Kai mumbled reaching out to pet her again. She leaned into his touch.

“Yeah she is baby,” I grinned. I pushed myself up so I could face Auston and Lucy.

“Should we introduce her to Felix?” I asked Auston with a raised eyebrow. He glanced down at where Felix was sat behind his legs.

“How about you take her out of there so the other cats don’t go crazy,” Lucy suggested. I smiled as I helped Noah out of the gated off area. Once he was out I helped Kai. The three of us walked over to Auston and Felix. The cat let out a soft meow from Kai’s arms.

“Mama. Can we have her?” Kai asked as he sat down in front of Felix. I held my breath as Felix walked over to sniff the two of them timidly. The cat looked visibly shooken for a second before doing her own sniff test on Felix. I sent Auston a questioning look. Where we really about to buy a cat? He sent me back a look of his own shrugging his shoulders as he lowered himself to the ground between Felix and Shelia.

“If your sure shes what you want,” I answered after a moment. Kai and Noah both looked at me eagerly as they nodded their heads.

“Yes!” Kai exclaimed reaching out to throw his arms around my leg. I let out a soft laugh as I glanced to Lucy.

“Will take her,” I grinned as I reached down my hand to run it through Kai’s soft hair.

“Oh perfect I’ll go get the paper work now,” she smild before darting up the stairs leaving us alone. I sat down next to my boys.

“Mama?” Noah questioned as he looked away from the kitten to me.

“Yeah baby?”

“Do we have to keep her name Shelia or can we change it?” he asked.

“We can do whatever you boys want,” I told him reaching out to rub his back.

“Okay Papi what should we name her?” Noah asked turning to Auston. I let out a loud laugh at Auston’s shocked face.

“I dont know why are you asking me?” he questioned as he rached out to rub Felix behind his ear. Shelia and Felix seemed to be getting along, I noticed.

“Mama said you named Felix,” Noah stated as he pointed to Felix. I sent Auston a baffled look. I had told the twins about that so long, at the time I wasnt even sure if they were listening.

“Well yeah I did but that’s because I got him when I didn’t know mama,” Auston told him as he reached out to ruffle his hair. Noah batted his hand away with a laugh.

“Do you guys like any names?” I asked them as I reached out to pet the cat myself. Kai looked thoughtful as he stared down at the kitten while Noah looked back and forth between the two of us before exgrataedly throwing his arms up in the air.

“If I had names would I be asking,” he declared. Auston laughed at our dramatic sun causing him to pout in Auston’s direction.

“Papi dont laugh at me im in crisis,” he whined laying back so his head rested in Auston’s lap causing all the adults in the room to laugh.

“Crisis whered you get that from?” Auston reached his hand down to run it through Noah’s hair again. This time Noah relaxed into the touch.

“Mitch,” Noah responded causing Auston to let out a snort. Of course Mitch.

“What about Holly,” Noah muttered as he pushed himself up into a sitting position. Kai glanced up from the cat with a look of disgust.

“No,” Kai responded before Auston or I could say anything.

“Rebecca,” Noah suggested. Kai stared at him for a moment before looking back down at the kitten.

“We aren’t naming our cat after Rebecca,” Kai scolded Noah. I shared a quick questioning look with Auston. Who was Rebecca?

“Well what should we name her then,” Noah asked annoyance seeping into his tone.

“Here’s the paperwork,” Lucy smiled holding it up. Auston pushed himself off the floor so he could go take care of that. Around fifteen minutes later Auston made his way back into the room.

“She’s officially ours,” he announced. Kai cheered as he struggled to stand up with her still in his arms. I reached out to help him so he wouldnt fall.

“Can we go home now?” he asked excitedly. I nodded my head as I helped Noah up next.

“Yeah let’s go.”

We all walked out and hopped in the car.

“Everyone buckled?” Auston asked as he put the car in drive. We all said yes and he started the drive home.

“Mama!” Kai called out slightly panicked causing me to turn around quickly so I could see what was going on.

“I don’t think she likes the car,” He said as he held her away from his body. My eyes zeroed in on her sharp claws that were coming out. Shit.

“Okay um. Put her down,” I told him. He looked at me with wide eyes probably not sure how to do it without either one of them getting hurt.

“Auston pull over,” I told him. He let out a sigh as he did what I said. Once we were on the shoulder I hopped out of the car and opened Kais door. I reached in and grabbed the cat from Kai’s hands. She scratched at me right away causing me to let out a soft ‘ow’ but I held her tight and she calmed down.

“Mama your bleeding,” Kai cried out as he reached for my arm. I pulled away before he could touch and make a mess.

“It’s okay. I’m fine,” I reassured him as I shut his door. I climbed back into the car with the cat cuddled tightly against my chest.

“Your bleeding?” Auston asked reaching out but I shook my head no.

“It’s fine she scratched me just drive so we can be home,” I told him a little snappily. He glanced at me confused for a moment but nodded his head and merged back onto the road.

“Sorry,” I mumbled over the music. Auston glanced at me for a moment staying silent.

“I’m just really tired. I didn’t mean to sound so snappy,” I told him softly.

“You’ve been really tired a lot lately,” he stated as he reached over to rest his hand on my thigh. I let out a sigh as I leaned my head back against the headrest.

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“Babe c’mon wake up,” Auston told me as he rubbed his hand up and down my thigh. I jolted awake to see that we were parked in our garage the kitten still cuddled to my body.

“Were home?” I asked looking around. He nodded as he stepped back from the door and helped me out of the car.

“Are you okay? You completely passed out on the way home,” his asked concern seeping into his voice. I nodded as I hopped out of the car. We both made our way into the house the boys already running into the living room with Felix hot on their heels. I leaned down and put the cat on the ground before slipping out of my shoes. When I was standing up straight Austons arm wrapped around my waist.

“Babe whats going on?” he asked as he pressed a kiss to the top of my head. I relaxed into his hold leaning my body weight against him. I was honestly just so exhausted all I wanted to do was lay down.

“I’m fine. I just havent been sleeping well,” I let us hug for another few moments before pulling away so that I could walk into the living room.

“Hi boys,” I smiled at them as I sat on the couch. Auston went to let Felix out into the backyard while the boys sat on the floor with the cat in the middle of them.

“Have we settled on a name?” Auston asked as he walked into the living room Felix following him. Auston sat on the couch lifting my legs up before dropping them into his laugh. His hands started giving my feet a massage causing me to let out a deep breath as I felt myself getting more tired.

“Mama,” Noah called out climbing onto the couch so that he was between my body and the couch.

“Yeah baby?” I mumbled out.

“Can I nap with you?” he asked as he cuddled into me wrapping his little arm around my stomach.

“Of course.”

“No,” Kai said walking over and tugging on my arm slightly aggressively.

“Kai dont pull on your mothers arm like that,” Auston told him sternly. Kai mumbled an apology as he sat on the ground again.

“You can’t nap until we name her,” he said sadly.

“Okay,” I pushed myself up slightly so that I could wake up a bit.

“What about Sandy?” I suggested. Kai shook his head no as he moved the feather around for the cat.

“Sarah,” Noah mumbled into my hip.

“No.”

“Bud you can’t turn everything down without giving any suggestions,” Auston told him softly. A soft pout took over Kais face as pulled the cat onto his chest as he laid on the ground.

“When I was a little girl I had a stuffed animal that my mother gave me named Sunshine,” I started to say only to be cut off by a small gasp.

“Sunshine,” Kai grinned causing me to send him a soft smile of my own.

“Yeah you like that?” I asked. He giggled as he looked down at the cat.

“Yeah. Noah do you like it?” Kai asked looking over to his brother.

“Sure.. I want to sleep,” Noah mumbled.

“Why don’t Mama and Noah go upstairs to nap and me and you put on a movie,” Auston suggested to Kai.

“I want to watch a movie too,” Noah sleepliy reached up to rub his eyes with his small fist.

“Cars,” they both answered when Auston asked what they wanted to watch. I drifted off with a smile on my face.

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I groaned as I turned my face further into the couch cusion. I felt Noah’s knee digging into my lower back. I slowly blinked my eyes open glancing at the tv. It was playing the end credits of the movie while Auston and Kai were no longer in the room. I felt a wave of nausea hit causing me to push myself up. After a moment it wasnt passing so I took off for the closest bathroom.

“Mama are you okay?” Noah asked as he walked into the bathroom. I shook my head not wanting him to see me like this.

“Go get your father,” I told him through my gagging. Noah left following direction right away and not even five minutes later Auston was standing at the door.

“Hey,” Auston shushed as he crowded behind me pulling my hair back.

“Your okay,” he rubbed his hand up and down my back gently.

“Papi,” Noah called from outside of the bathroom. I took a deep breath as I leaned away from the toilet feeling done.

“Yeah bud?” Auston called out.

“Is Mama okay?” he asked quietly. I felt my heart break at his tone. I shakily pushed myself up and made my way over to the door. I pulled it open to see Kai and Noah standing there.

“Mama’s fine,” I reassured them as I reached out to ruffle their hair.

“I am going to go upstairs and brush my teeth and then will make dinner,” I told them. They both nodded their heads before running off to the living room.

“Babe,” Auston sighed as his hand slipped to my waist. I leaned my head against his chest as I took a deep breath of my own.

“Get started. I’ll be right down,” I squezzed him tightly before letting go and making my way upstairs. I knew that Auston was starting to get frustrated, it was ovibous that something was wrong but I didn’t know what exactly. I made my way into the bathroom once I was in our room and to my cabinet. I reached into the back and pulled out the extra pregnancy test I had stored in the back.

I let out a shaky breath as I opened the packet. I wasnt sure but I was feeling the exact same way I had felt when I was pregnant with the twins. The throwing up and the tiredness was leading me to believe that it was maybe something more then the flu. I followed the instructions on the test and then set it on the counter as I set the five minute timer.

Truthfully I was nervous about what the test was going to say. Auston and I hadnt really had a chance to talk about if we wanted to have more kids or not. We were so lucky to have even fall pregnant in the first place and when we found out it was twins we were delighted. I wasnt sure how Auston would react if I was pregnant again. The timer on my phone went off.

I took a deep breath as I made my way back into the bathroom to look at the test.

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“Papi. Is Mama okay?” I heard Noah ask Auston as I got to the end of the stairs. I tiptoed my way over to the entrance of the kitchen.

“Yeah bud she’s just really tired,” he told him reaching out to tap his shoulder. The three of them were at the counter getting dinner ready. Auston was cutting something up on the cutting board while Auston had given the twins a bowl filled with something that they were tasked with mixing.

“But she was throwing up,” Kai pointed out.

“Rebeccas mom was throwing up and then she went to the hospital,” Noah mumbled loudly enough for everyone to hear. I felt my heart break at the boys concern. Auston stopped his cutting and set the knife down and leaned forward.

“Alright little doods listen. Rebeccas mom was a different situation. Mama has just been really tired because it’s the end of the season and she needs help. When I’m away for my games she gets tired. She needs a really big nap,” he told them.

“I could nap with her,” Kai said comfortably. Auston nodded his head seriously.

“Good. this will work. What about you Noah?” Auston asked with a grin.

“Yes!” Noah nodded his head enthusiastically.

“Hi boys,” I called as I walked into the kitchen. Noah and Kai grinned happily while Auston sent me a worried look.

“I hid a present for both of you in your room with a bow. Go find it,” I told them with a smile. They both jumped out of their chair excitedly as they ran towards the stairs. Auston stared at me in shock for a moment.

“You just stole my helpers,” he told me. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his stomach once I was standing behind him. I rested my chin on his back.

“I’m pregnant,” I mumbled. He stopped what he was doing as he slowly turned around.

“What?” he asked softly.

“I uh just took a test. I’m pregnant,” I let a small smile out hoping he would be happy about this.

“Oh my god,” he leaned forward and pressed a deep kiss to my lips, I gasped in shock allowing him to slip his tongue in. I pulled back so that I could rest my forehead against his.

“I’ll have to set up an appointment to know for sure but yeah,” I told him. His grin widened as he pulled me in tighter so that he could hug me.

“No way,” Noah screamed. I let out a soft laugh.

“Must have found his gift.” Auston laughed as he leaned forward again to connect our lips.

A.N: Surprise! So I really just started writing this because I wanted the Matthews family to have a cat and then it somehow turned into this whole thing?? Anyway I hope y'all enjoyed!

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incoherentbabblings · 4 years ago

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Tim gets himself turned into a cat for a week and is forced to stay at Stephanie's until the spell wears off on its own. Honestly, it's not as traumatic as it sounds. For Tim.

“I refuse to take responsibility,” Damian said. He was holding a glossy short haired black cat with a long face and sharp features. It had big bat ears and lovely big blue eyes whose pupils dilated when Stephanie looked at it. Damian held it out for Stephanie to take, lower legs dangling from a slim body. Its tail whipped from side to side, irritated.

Apparently, it was Tim after one ill-informed altercation with that magician villain who the Teen Titans and the Flash fought occasionally.

Stephanie smiled tightly to the point where Damian thought she was in physical pain.

“Do you want to come in? Have a cup of cocoa maybe?”

“Not even slightly. I have a litter box and some compostable wood pellets for litter,”

Oh my God –

“and father insisted that someone within Gotham care for him until this passes whilst he is off planet. Zatanna says it will end on its own in a week and is less likely to end in permanent brain damage than trying to reverse it artificially. More brain damage than Drake already –”

“Yes, Damian, I get it.” Stephanie sighed, pouting as she inspected Tim, still patiently dangling in Damian’s outstretched arms. “Do you understand us Tim?”

The cat – Tim – yowled in a way which sounded partly like a Siamese cat and partly like an car engine struggling to start, but Damian shook his head.

“No. His brain has shrunk to the size of a peanut. Apparently, he will remember nothing, which is good, all things considered.”

Stephanie frowned, then leaned down directly into the cats eyeline.

“Would you rather stay with me over Damian?” she asked it, regardless. “I guess it makes sense, mom is visiting Florida for the week…” she mused out loud, feeling supremely stupid.

Tim yowled again, and his pupils impossibly grew bigger.

Groaning, Stephanie conceded. “Fine, but –” wasting no time, Damian practically tossed the cat into her arms. She caught Tim clumsily, and he meowed in distress, scrambling up to cling to her shoulders.

“Ow, ow, ow! Claws. Claws, Tim ow!”

She held him tight under his little bum, and as she watched Damian run back to the Alfred chauffeured car for the bits and pieces she would need. Stephanie turned, leaving the front door open, and went upstairs to her room. Tim clung to her tightly, little claws making an imprint in her skin. When she reached her bed she leaned forward, letting him turn on his own and land on his feet in the centre of the mattress. He plopped down, sitting perfectly straight with his tail still swishing, and watched her as she proceeded to help Damian move all the pieces of kit inside. She placed the litter tray in the bathroom, wondering briefly about those YouTube videos she’d seen of cats using the toilet could be applicable. She sighed as she sat the plastic tray down, wiggling little wood pellets a couple of inches deep. Tim had come over to join her in the door frame. He looked up at her, and she looked down at him.

“Tim, I’m going to be scooping up your poo and pee. You better give me a big boon when this all over.”

Tim mewled, and to Stephanie it sounded like a bargain had been struck. Damian handed her a plastic bag filled with cat food – whatever Pennyworth did not wish to eat he explained – then left her to it.

“Do not let him go outside.”

“Yes, Damian.”

His round cheeks puffed up, and the bridge of his nose turned red like it did when he was embarrassed.

“Thank you, Stephanie.”

Somewhat mollified, Stephanie said he was welcome and then Damian and Alfred were gone. Shutting the front door, she turned around to see Tim sitting on the stairs, watching her.

Stephanie jumped, unnerved.

“How much of your peanut sized brain is like… at human level smartness?” she asked.

Tim sat quietly for a moment, watching her with those unnatural icy blue eyes. His tail, disproportionately long, smacked against the floor with a heavy thump.

“None then. Well, still, let me know when you want feeding. Or bathroom breaks so I can clean it up before it stinks out the house. I have to work on college. So… go take a nap or something. You probably need one.”

Tim blinked, stepped down the stairs, went through to the living room, sat on her sofa, and rested his head down. Like the cat he was, he was soon asleep in the late afternoon sun.

Stephanie followed him curiously, peered over the back of the couch, admiring his glossy coat then shook her limbs loose.

Just another day in the life, she told herself.

Having her ex-boyfriend slash transmogrified cat living with her for a week. Sure. Cats were distant creatures, and so were her and Tim in recent years. They could get through this week, surely.

Oddly, having another creature in the house made her feel more lonely.

*****

Tim had enough self-awareness to realise he was in fact a cat, but also not enough self-awareness to realise that there were certain behaviours he should not indulge in.

Nobody believed him that he could understand what was being said, so he decided to just go with the flow for the next six days. Abdicate all responsibility. Be feral. Receive the occasional pat on the head. All in good fun. Bizarrely, he was enjoying the drama of it all.

The first issue came about at dinner. He had woken from his nap with a hunger that he had never in his eighteen years (did that make him around two years old in cat years?) of life felt before. It was as if he had not eaten in weeks he was starving he was voracious he –

Needed help in opening tin cans.

Dammit.

Honestly, Tim would have been feeling much more humiliated and more willing to jump out of a window to end it all if he was not so sure that he would instinctively land on his feet.

Just a week. And Stephanie would take care of him, loathe as he was to admit it. She would find it uncomfortable and painful with each interaction, so he would take great care in staying out of her way. Things were awkward enough between them without the knowledge that she was going to have to brush him and feed him and clean up his poops and hairballs (he loathed how easily the concept of grooming came to him). He didn’t need to inflict anymore grief on her than she had already reluctantly accepted.

None of this stopped him from being very hungry when he woke up. He needed food. Preferably ten minutes ago.

He leapt down with a solid thud from Stephanie’s sofa, shaking his head to clear any remaining nap time fuzziness, then plodded upstairs. To his own ears, it sounded very cheery.

She had left her bedroom door slightly ajar, and Tim slid in. She did not hear him enter on account of her having a giant pair of red headphones blasting music at far too loud a volume to be good for her hearing. Or rather, he assumed they were red. He knew, somewhere in the back of his mind, that his vision had been altered. Shades of red and green blended together in assorted shades of yellow and brown, and even the blues of the world was washed out and pale. Everything had a slight blur to it, especially for objects further away. When he had first been held up to Stephanie, he realised that the blue of her eyes now seemed almost grey, and her skin was sickly. Of this change, Tim hated the most.

She was leaning over piles of notes, hands stained with highlighter and pen ink. Tim noted her expression and found he did not like it.

She looked very sad.

He meowed to try and get her attention, but with her music playing as loud as it was, she did not hear him. Drastic measures were needed. He would soon be dead from starvation before too long.

He slinked up to the side of her chair, noting the convenient space between her lap, chest and desk. He looked up at her, yowling one more time to try and give her warning, but she did not notice.

Tim blinked slowly. Her eyes were wet.

He leapt up onto her lap, fully expecting her to shriek, to lift and throw him across the room reflexively. However, she just gasped gently, surprise quickly fading, and laughed. Good. The wet look in her eyes vanished with genuine joy. She paused her music, clumsily taking off the headphones and setting them on the desk. She adjusted her lap so Tim could sit more steadily and rested her hands at the base of his back and tail, scratching absentmindedly. He chittered at her and she raised her eyebrows expectantly.

“What?” she whispered conspiratorially. Oh, she was enjoying this. Tim grumbled, body vibrating, then hopped up another level onto her desk. With a purposeful tap, he smacked her wrist.

“What is it you little goblin?”

Rude. Tim yowled, and paced back and forth. Stephanie huffed, reaching to pick him up and put him down. When she turned, she saw her alarm clock on her bedside table. It was six o’clock.

“The time?” Her eyes widened with realisation. “Oh? Dinner time?”

His loud, drawn out meow made her wince, but she nodded all the same. “Alright then sir, come on. Let’s see what we can do for you.”

He merrily leapt down from her arms, jogging away down the stairs to the kitchen. Jumping up on the counter, he pawed insistently at the food still in the plastic bags Damian had brought. Food. He needed food. He was wasting away; why couldn’t she see…

“Right, what did Damian gift us with… Oh. Biscuits huh?”

Tim froze. Cat food. He was going to have to eat cat food.

He was a cat. But not that much. He was finding it difficult enough to imagine going in that litter box in not too long. He quietly made a little meow, distressed.

Stephanie opened the bag, and the smell of dry crunchy biscuits filled the air. Tim visibly gagged, and Stephanie quickly resealed the container.

“Yeah, I agree there Timbo. I can’t give you the wet food either, that jelly is disgusting... but your stomach can’t handle human stuff. You’re a carnivore now bud.”

She hemmed and hawed, opening assorted cupboards, looking for something suitable. Tim meowed mournfully. He was going to starve unless he ate the biscuits, but he so did not want to eat the biscuits.

“Oh!” Stephanie chirped, pulling a tin down. She held it up to him for inspection. “Tuna in spring water. That’ll do, right? But how much…”

Tim paced frantically back and forth as she googled portion sizes. Starving, starving, he was skin and bones, no chance for recovery. It had been eight hours since he last ate, how did she expect him to –

She placed a shallow dish in front of him, half of the can placed sweetly in front of him. She then placed down a small glass bowl, filled with fresh water. Uncaring of his dignity, he began to eat voraciously.

Stephanie leaned on the counter, watching him do so.

“I’m sorry there’s no milk. I heard cats are actually lactose intolerant, so just water for you this week.”

Tim ignored her, so delighted with the taste of fresh tuna that the lack of milk was so far down his list of priorities. It was only when Stephanie, in an apparent act of madness, reached down and ran a hand from his temple all the way along his back to the tip of his tail did he look up. Somewhere in the back of his little kitty brain, he noted that his muscles had tensed up, rising to the pressure of her hand as it made its way down his spine to make the contact firmer. Her hand was warm. He looked up from his feast, confused.

She was still smiling, but it looked melancholy to Tim.

“I don’t think you can actually understand me,” she said quietly, half speaking to herself. “Which is pretty expected for us. I think it’s just the fact that you’re a vocal kitty who isn’t going to remember anything in six days’ time. Which is just as well. I can tell you all my secrets then?”

Tim wanted to protest her falsehoods but found the taste of tuna too distracting.

Stephanie continued, “I’m going to go on patrol now. There’s been a monster of a case I’m getting nowhere with. I’m having another go tonight. Don’t sleep on my bed when I’m away okay?”

Tim wanted very much to yowl, to let her know that he could understand, and to ask her why she was being so mopey. It seemed more than just a sadness over his situation. He wanted to explain that, honestly, he was fine with it. Well, not fine. But he had endured much worse. He knew it was temporary, he knew things would return to normal soon, and he was warm, looked after and almost looking forward to a week’s peace.

So what if he was a slightly goofy looking black cat who had the sudden urge to lick himself clean every few minutes? In the grand scheme of trauma he had undergone in his short life, shitting in a box was pretty low on the list.

He tried to tell her it was fine, only to drop tuna all over the counter. In a fumbled attempt to clean up after himself, he licked the surface clean. Stephanie groaned, then rose away from him.

“Enjoy the evening Tim. Don’t bother me when I get back. Don’t puke anywhere.”

Tim, in fact, did not puke that night. He did use the litter box however and hated it. He tried very hard to make as little mess as possible, ensuring all the litter stayed within the box. He was here because of Stephanie’s good nature; he was not about to blow it.

He did, at around 3am, however, experience what he had heard Selina refer to as ‘the zoomies’. It was a frantic pent-up energy that he did not know how to expel. The only way that came to mind was to dash across the house in a desperate attempt to tire himself out so he could return to sleep. So, he ran, up and down the stairs, leaping off the banisters and hopping over chairs and coffee tables. He did so, bored out of his mind, until he saw the lights of her vehicle pull up. He ran up the stairs in time for Batgirl to crawl through her window. He sat patiently in her doorway, waiting for the right moment to greet her, when he saw she collapsed to the floor with a distinctive and heartrending cry of pain. His little heart pounded painfully at the sound, but he did not move.

He watched as she cursed up a storm, correcting her position so she could take off her costume piece by piece. She did so wincing, crying out, and swearing with each painful movement. If she had someone to help her, she would have been able to get ready for bed in much less agony. Whatever she had dealt with this night, it had been rough.

She crawled around on the floor, apparently unable to walk now that the adrenaline had worn off. She remained in her shorts and sports bra, and without showering, crawled into bed. Tim watched as she reached into her bedside table, pulled out two painkillers, and like a baby, swallowed them with some water from a sports bottle that stood nearby.

He thought he heard her very quietly cry to herself, but that couldn’t be. Stephanie did not cry. His hearing had been different since the transformation last night, sounds and noises did not compute the way they used to. The sound she was making very quickly stopped though, and instead Tim heard her very determinedly whisper to herself,

“Always better in the morning.”

It wasn’t a philosophy he completely agreed with. Sometimes the morning just brought clarity of the previous day’s horror. But her odd breathing stopped, and soon it was replaced with the deep gentle snoring of someone sleeping. Finally, Tim moved. He wanted to curl up next to her. Stephanie was warm, and he had discovered recently that he liked warm places. He wanted her hand to stroke him again.

But no. She had said to stay off her bed for sleeping. She has asked him not to bother her. She certainly would not be happy to find him sleeping next to her. Tim tried to remind himself that he was only getting away with certain behaviours because of his size, and there were some boundaries that he should not cross. What if she woke up in the morning, only to find that the spell had worn off early, and there was a naked human Tim Drake in her bed?

Oh no. That would be very embarrassing.

Besides, he didn’t have that kind of relationship with her anymore. He didn’t have the right anymore to insert himself into her space. They had decided not to pursue it. Not good for her, she’d said.

Tim could no longer remember his own reason. He suspected it was moot after she had become Batgirl.

And yet… she’d been crying. Tim wanted to help her. How could that not be good? Surely if he could provide comfort, if he wanted to provide comfort, she would allow it?

He turned away, not liking the way it felt like turning away from someone calling for help and returned to the living room sofa. He curled into a ball, and slept until the morning, whereupon the hunger pains hit him once more.

And so, a routine began. Tim would yowl like he was dying outside Stephanie’s door, reluctant to intrude whilst she slept. Eventually, Stephanie would emerge, ready to feed him chicken or another half a tin of tuna. He was not so secretly delighted at the way her eyes lit up with humour when she saw him, spinning in circles unable to contain his excitement, though Tim would note locations of bruises that had not been there the night before. She was struggling, it seemed.

She would then go take a shower, clean out his litter tray with a pithy comment, then go to class, leaving Tim bored until she would return after four, ready to clean his litter tray once more, provide dinner, then spend a couple of hours doing homework before leaving again for patrol. She would return at first light, looking more defeated with each passing sunrise. She would be smiling come the morning, but – even with a brain the size of a monkey nut – Tim saw it was shallow.

It did not escape Tim’s notice that she was going out of her way to avoid him. He understood it. She did the same thing when he was human. He would call for her help from time to time with a case, which she gave without reservation, just as she had done now for kitty him, but rarely, if ever, did she call for his aid.

Her stubborn independent streak had not abated with time it seemed, even when it came at the price of her safety.

That and she just seemed sadder than usual. Or was this usual, and he was just never around and allowed to view it?

His tiny mind whirled and churned, and with no outlet, he stewed, glaring out the window at passer-by’s and their dogs.

Regardless, on the fifth night, after hearing her stilted heart-rending sobs and half-hearted and self-inflicted words of comfort, he decided to break the one boundary she had set.

He jumped up onto the bed, moving until he had clambered on her sternum, then folded down into a loaf position. Stephanie tensed, unsure what game he was playing, until she felt him begin to purr.

She laughed brokenly, more of a whimper than a genuine expression of joy and reached up to scratch behind his ears.

Tim purred louder, to her delight.

“I’m having a bit of a rough time,” she spoke quietly in the dark, as if reluctant to break the thick, dark blanket of warmth and comfort. “I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to be a burden.”

Tim gave a small ripple of a meow in response. She was not a burden.

“I can’t get a crack on this case,” she explained. “I make a dent, get hurt in a fight and am fine in the morning, but then so are they. I’ve hit a wall. But I have to do it alone. Bruce and Babs expect me to now… I have to…”

Her voice broke and she cut herself off. She smiled crookedly, painfully trying to dispel her sadness. Tim began to make biscuits. He didn’t understand why, but he thought the pressure would help. She was a little furnace beneath him, and he purred loudly, drowning out her shaky breathing.

Stephanie chuckled at the sensation of his little vibrating chest. She ran a hand down his back again, enjoying the smooth coat. Contradictorily once more her eyes became wet.

“Do you think, when you are back to normal, we could talk? There’s…there’s no-one else who would understand. Though I think I’d make Cass sad if I told her that. But I miss you. And I think it’s my fault.”

Tim shifted upwards, until his nose rested under her chin. He continued to purr loudly, nearly trilling with the force of it. Steph nuzzled in close and kissed his forehead and flicked his large ears.

“Silly boy. I hope you don’t remember this. You’d hate me for it.”

Tim meowed grouchily. How she could lie to herself like that…

They’d burned their bridge long ago. He knew this. And him being a cat for a week was not going to mend it. But it made his heart ache like nothing else to see her despondent. He silently promised himself that he would extend an olive branch before the end of next week. They couldn’t continue like this, tip toeing around each other with Tim occasionally stepping too close and making Steph flinch back away.

She wasn’t flinching away now though.

She picked him up so she could sleep better and set him on the pillow next to her. Turning on her side, she reached up and placed a soft, warm hand on his shoulders, rhythmically petting the fur there.

Her quiet sniffles died off, Tim’s purring acting as a lullaby, and she fell asleep before the sun rose.

Throughout the night he shifted closer, until he was practically resting on her head. He rested his chin on the crown of her head, her long golden hair acting like a silken pillow, and kept guard for the rest of the night.

*****

Stephanie awoke to her nose being licked. She opened her eyes blearily, and realised it was Tim cat. She blushed, remembering what had transpired last night. She told herself it was fine, opening up like that. It was only a cat. It was only Tim. Tim, who would be blissfully ignorant come the evening. Though that reminded her, she better lay out some clothes for him. Her mother was coming back at some point in the next forty-eight hours. The idea of her walking in on a naked Tim would cause a conniption.

She smooched Tim’s head, and he meowed cheerily at the wet smack, and continued to press up against her.

She had kept her distance at first, struggling to reconcile Tim with the little sleek gremlin cat meowing at her feet. It felt weird, so she – for a lack of a better term – ignored him. He would be so angry when he changed back, she wanted to avoid anything which he could extrapolate from the week as her being mocking or patronising.

Bruce’s anger she had learned to ignore, Tim’s she hadn’t figured out a knack for yet. It hurt, in a physical manner that she could not explain. Like he was kicking her in the gut again. She found herself actively taking steps now to avoid it. Avoid the concept of it.

But she was exhausted, physically, and emotionally. Years ago, when she would reach such a state, Tim would somehow figure it out and slink in through her window or take her on a quiet date. The two would hold on to each other, and let Stephanie catch her breath and perspective with a warm pillar of support behind her.

Despite Tim now being a cat, it seemed he still had this perception, and had sought her out to give comfort. Weird how animals could sense those sorts of things.

Fuck it, she thought. It was the last day, she was feeling miserable, and there was a perfectly cuddly vibrating fluff ball in her arms, who showed no signs of irritation and instead was offering comfort that she didn’t get much of in recent years. She was going to milk this for all it was worth. Maybe she could take some photos and videos later – humiliate or blackmail Tim later. All in good fun, of course. She never wanted to genuinely upset him.

She continued to give him sweet pecks on his head back and sides, which she thought he liked, as he meowed and headbutted her.

“Sweetie,” she praised, and she picked him up to cradle him properly. He flipped over, being held like a baby, as she continued to croon, “Last day as a kitty. Tomorrow you won’t remember a thing, and we won’t be able to talk like I am now… isn’t that sad? I think we should spoil you today. Lap of luxury and all that. It’ll keep my brain busy, if nothing else.”

He pawed at her chin, and she kissed his toe beans.

She spent an embarrassingly long amount of the day starfished on the floor, playing with Tim. He was a chatty little cat, more so than he ever was as a person. His meows sounded like a revving engine and were as long as he could hold his breath. He was graceful though, despite his lanky limbs and giant ears. He leapt from surface to surface and straight into her arms with seemingly no effort, and whenever she let him roll out of her embrace, he landed neatly on his feet every single time.

Stephanie couldn’t help it, but when she pulled out a little laser from her Batgirl belt, she recorded Tim’s feral delight, chasing a speck of red across the house. She laughed more than she had in a long while, partly because it had been so long since she had seen anything so unabashedly goofy as Tim as a cat, shaking his little bum, pupils dilated larger than dinner plates, in preparation to jump a red point of light.

It was delightful and made her wonder if she could convince Crystal to adopt a cat once she returned. Poor Tim, he’d have no clue what he’d endured come the morning, but at least in that moment, he seemed happy.

When it reached eight pm, Stephanie sighed, realising she had another night of patrol to face. Selfishly, she wanted to linger, to keep company with the cat, but she quickly shook that thought off. People needed her. She wanted her case over and done with.

“One last go,” she whispered. “I can do it tonight. I’m nearly there.”

Tim hopped up onto her lap and she was sliding on her gloves. She chuckled lightly and scratched under his chin. He purred, craning his neck to allow her better access.

“I’ll lay your human clothes out for you on my bed, okay? If it’s not fixed by the time I’m back… I’ll put you in your boxers and jeans and hopefully come morning…” She got up, hoisting Tim to rest on her shoulders, and tugged one of the plastic bags Damian had left for her. To her growing dismay, she realised there was only a pair of underpants. She looked sideways, Tim peering over her left shoulder. “Oh dear, Tim. Damian really is out to get you, huh?”

He chuffed, like he was grumbling to himself. She pecked him once more, and he meowed more firmly, hopping off her shoulders as she made her way to rummage through her wardrobe.

“I don’t want my mom to come back and find you in your undies in my room and me being AWOL. That would just be one step too much for her, I think. I still have some baggy sweatshirts…pants though… pants…”

She tossed clothes haphazardly, at one point burying Tim under a pile of bras and underpants that she shrieked at, loudly and joyously, when she realised what she had done. Eventually she found a pair of jeggings which she hoped would suffice. Tim looked almost suspicious. If he had eyebrows, they would have been raised.

“You have skinny legs,” Stephanie justified, feeling insane talking to the cat. “It’s fine. Just until the morning. I’ll drive you back and no-one will see your shame. Not even Damian. We’ll sneak. Promise.”

She carefully laid out the clothes, and shoved what she had carelessly tossed out her closet back in with equal zeal. Pecking Tim once more on the head, she moved the litter box into her bedroom and shut the door.

“I can’t have mom coming back to a half naked boy in my living room and a box of used kitty litter. You’ll have to stay in here. Hopefully, I’ll be back before she is. She said she’ll drive the whole way and not stop. So, maybe by seven in the morning? Fingers crossed.”

She opened up the windowsill, slinking her leg over. Tim hopped up on her desk, as if to follow her out.

“Uh-uh,” she warned, pressing on his wet nose firmly. “You have to wait here. Damian made me promise you’d stay inside. I can’t risk losing you.”

She caught herself speaking more desperately than she intended and shuddered. “You know what I mean. Naked boy CEO found running through the streets of Gotham is not the kind of attention the family needs right now. Be good, Tim. And thank you. You cheered me up so much today.”

One more kiss, then she was out the window, sliding it definitively shut. As she mounted the bike, Tim perched himself at the windowsill, watching her shoot off down the street.

When she was out of sight, he jumped down and paced endlessly, stressed and worried. She had been struggling so much with patrol, and he was unable to help her. Feeling utterly helpless, he jumped up onto her bed and settled on her main pillow. Curling up into a ball, he settled in to wait, praying that she would return home safely, and before Crystal arrived back.

He awoke, briefly, when he felt a soft pair of hands lifting him up. He chirped and chuffed, and it was Stephanie hushing him. She wrapped him up in his boxers and sat him next to her under the covers.

She was smiling, albeit a tired smile.

“I did it,” she whispered, scratching his ears. “Tim, I did it.”

Tim meowed a congratulatory chitter, and Stephanie smiled wider.

“Sleep now. I’ll explain more in the morning.”

In an act which utterly took Tim off guard, she pulled him closer, curling around him in a crescent moon shape. Under the covers in the dark, surrounded by her scent and soft breath, Tim began to purr once more.

*****

“Steph? Steph…”

Stephanie grumbled, then opened her eyes when cold fingertips pressed against her cheek. Looking at him with an expression Tim could not decipher (relief? Disappointment? Fright?) Stephanie inspected Tim up and down. He had put on his boxers and her sweatshirt but had yet to touch her trousers. Nevermind. He was kneeling on the floor next to her bed. According to her clock, it was just after six in the morning.

Right, Tim needed context.

“I suppose you are very confused right now… Being in my room in your undies… so let me explain—”

She yawned then, arms emerging from her duvet to stretch dramatically. Tim watched the muscles in her neck, then chuckled to himself.

“No, Steph. I remember.”

“Oop.” She froze, watching him anxiously, like an antelope faced with a lion. “Everything?”

“Everything.” He then snorted defiantly, “despite what Damian insisted, I was still me. Shockingly, he is not omnipotent.”

Chewing her tongue, Stephanie narrowed her eyes, not having it at all.

“Oh c’mon, you are lying out your butt.”

“Am not.”

“Are too! There’s no way you’d lower yourself to chasing my laser pen across my living room. Oh gosh, Tim, it must have been horrible…”

Tim shrugged, making a noncommittal noise.

“Maybe I wanted to catch that point of light, huh?” he teased. He then conceded, “Maybe I had a bit of trouble keeping cat me and human me straight in my head.”

“Yeah, that I believe.”

“But honestly, having a week where my biggest concern was whether I was getting tuna or chicken for my next meal was sort of refreshing.”

“I can find a way to turn you back if you like.”

“Hmm. Pass.”

Stephanie giggled, but cut off abruptly when Tim shuffled closer. She felt herself grow cross eyed as she watched him move in so intimately. Tim’s warm breath blew over her as he continued,

“Yeah well, having said that… You mentioned that I helped you. Cheered you up.”

Tim’s teasing look softened, and in that moment looked at Stephanie with such unabashed and unfiltered affection that she felt incredibly self-conscious. Tim was only in his boxers and her sweatshirt, and she was only in a baggy nightgown that she had tossed on when she had arrived home; the first time in weeks she had been uninjured enough to change her clothes.

“Maybe,” Tim continued, “I wanted to see you smile. You were so sad all this week… I needed to help you. Even if it was as dumb as chin scratches – as good as they felt – and chasing lasers. I… I heard you crying, Steph.”

Her arms came down from their stretch, and rested on his shoulders, fingers gently stroking back and forth.

“I’m okay,” she promised, like she was the one comforting him.

Tim’s eyebrows furrowed. “I could have helped you before now.”

There was no chiding in his tone, only pleading, but it made Stephanie feel guilty, nonetheless.

“I had to do it alone.”

“No, no you didn’t. You don’t have to be alone for anything.”

“You’re such a big softie.”

Tim laughed gently, “With you, sure.” Taking a deep breath, he moved even closer until he was practically leaning over her, tips of their noses touching. “Steph… I need to ask you something.”

Stephanie nodded, eyes growing damp. “Shoot,” she whispered, voice cracking and betraying the nonchalant words.

“Could we –”

Crystal opened Stephanie’s bedroom door, and the pair froze. Instinctively, Stephanie raised an arm with a shocked cry, slamming Tim in the face. He wheezed and shot up into standing, which only proved to give Crystal a good view of him in his underwear and daughter’s clothes. Looking somewhat dazed and yet unsurprised, she looked to Stephanie for whatever lie of an excuse her daughter could conjure up.

“Mommy!” Steph cried out. “I did not hear you get back. How was Florida?”

“I was being quiet since it was still early,” Crystal grumbled, unamused by Stephanie’s glib tone. “But then I heard talking.”

Crystal glared at Tim, who fidgeted, finding no dignity in any pose he maintained. Stephanie scrambled upwards so she was sitting, thankfully she had managed to put on pyjamas last night, and clambered for some excuse, any excuse.

“Tim was… It’s not… ”

Seeing her daughter fail to come up with some vaguely plausible non incriminating reasoning, Crystal turned to Tim, glaring holes through his head. He would crack in a way that Stephanie would not.

“Why are you here, Tim?” she demanded.

“I… I…” Tim began to shiver with nerves, face flushed red and eyes bright with panic.

“Where are your pants?”

Tim choked on air. “…I don’t have any. With me.”

“And no shirt either?”

Tim very much wished the ground would swallow him up.

“No.”

Stephanie groaned, throwing herself face down into her pillow. “Good job, Tim.”

“It’s the truth, Stephanie!”

Crystal’s fingers twitched on the door handle, and Stephanie could see one of her pressure headaches building, like a throbbing in her mother’s temple.

“You know what – just leave Tim. And we won’t discuss it again.”

Tim would take that and run. At least this time he wasn’t being chased out of a house with a shotgun like Ariana’s uncle had done.

“Sure. Sure. Can… Steph. Can I borrow your phone?”

“So someone can come pick you up?” Crystal snorted. “What? Don’t you have shoes either?”

Tim realised if Crystal had her way he would have been forced to run back to the manor. Death at this point really would have been preferable. Weakly, he just stated, “No, Mrs. Brown.”

Stephanie spoke at her mother and into her pillow, unable to look the embarrassing situation in the eye.

“Mom, please. The guy’s dignity has already been shot. Please don’t make him walk back to Wayne Manor in his tidey-wideys. I can give you a lift Tim, I said I would.”

“No, no,” Crystal insisted. “I’m sure you’ve done enough Stephanie.”

Stephanie shrieked, muffled but distressed. Dramatically, with exaggerated movements, she removed her phone form under her pillow and unlocked it without looking, then tossed it up the air. Tim scrambled to catch it, then dialled for the manor. Crystal stood aside, indicating it was time for Tim to leave the room. He looked back to Stephanie, still buried in her bed sheets. It was a look of desperation on his features that made Crystal feel almost guilty for separating the pair, but honestly, she did not trust her daughter, and she did not trust Tim, however soft spoken he may have been.

When Tim exited the room, Crystal shut the door with a definitive slam behind him. Turning back to Stephanie, she saw her daughter’s shoulders shaking with quiet crying. This only served to befuddle Crystal more, but before she could say or do anything else, a shallow container on the floor by her daughter’s desk caught her eye.

“Is that a litter tray?” she asked, confusion reaching fever pitch.

Stephanie raised her head to stare at her mother, eyes wet and pout overwhelmingly sad.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you the truth.”

*****

“Alfred washed it. Got rid of all the cat hairs.”

Tim held up the blue sweater for Stephanie to take on her doorstep. She took it reverently and inhaled deep. Alfred always used an excess of fabric conditioner that made clothes smell lush. Tim, for his part, looked apologetic.

“I’m sorry you got drawn into all of that. I’m sorry I made you and your mom fall out.”

Stephanie said nothing, keeping Tim on the doorstep as she set down the sweatshirt. When she looked back to Tim, closing the front door behind her, she was struck by the thought that he seemed much younger than eighteen. He was scuffing his feet on the concrete, hands behind his back, like a bashful child.

“It was all because I was careless with Abra Kadabra and it bit me in the butt and Damian didn’t want to have to deal with me so he burdened you with it. I’m sorry.”

“It wasn’t a burden,” she replied quietly. “I liked it. The last day.”

“Oh,” Tim blushed, looking anywhere but in her eye. “Me too. For what it’s worth. Honestly, it was actually really nice. Relatively. In context. You know. In a not creepy way.”

“It must have been a bit weird. Like, don’t pretend it wasn’t. All that chicken and tuna you ate for one thing…”

Tim chuckled to himself, finding something very funny.

“Yeah my digestion has been wild the past week and... too much information. Sorry.”

Stephanie tried to catch his eye, but Tim kept his head stubbornly down. His feet must have been very interesting.

“You… you were going to ask me something, before my mom walked in,” she pushed.

He coughed, choking on nothing but his nerves.

“Was I?”

“Tim.” She reached out and took his hand. Tim flinched, then relaxed and finally gathered the courage to look her in the eye. She smiled, beautifully, always beautifully, and he squeezed her fingers.

“I’m sorry if it took me being turned into a cat to actually ask.”

“That’s okay. It happens for people like us. In a way I think it puts things into perspective. So, please ask.”

“You…”

He stared at her, admiring her, before finding words couldn’t do the job well enough. Instead, he leaned forward, meeting Stephanie who was also moving closer, and the two kissed on Stephanie’s front doorstep. She broke away with such a delighted laugh that Tim chuckled himself.

“Ask me,” she insisted.

Tim shook his head and kissed her again. Falling back against her front door, the two made out for a moment too long before Stephanie regained her senses. She pushed him back, laughing louder and more hysterically.

“Tim! No! You need to ask!”

Another kiss, this time accompanied by him picking her up and swinging her in a circle. Finally, Stephanie gave up and held him tight. Tim made a noise that she could only describe as a chirp of delight in response.

“You’re a little gremlin,” she muttered into his mouth. “Cat or otherwise.”

#dc #tim drake #stephanie brown #timsteph #my fic tag

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geoffreytoday · 3 years ago

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Toothless peed on the couch again.

I ramble on for ages in this post, so to spare your scroll wheel, I'm putting a cut here. Click through if you want, but I won't blame you if you just drive on.

This situation is so exhausting. I'm in a constant state of anxiety. I'm essentially trapped in my living room during my waking hours, because every time I leave the room I'm risking another occurrence. Anytime I need to use the bathroom, go to my room, go to the basement, grab the mail, go to the kitchen, leave the house for any reason, I am running the risk that when I return I'll have to clean up another puddle of pee on my couch.

When it's time for bed, if Toothless hasn't followed me, or if she leaves my room, I'm compelled to get up and check on the couch. The longer she's not in my room, the more anxious I get, the more often I have to get out of bed to check.

The only up side right now is that the vinyl shower curtains I got from the dollar store have done an excellent job protecting my couch. When I do find a new puddle, it's completely contained on the curtain. What previously would take me hours of cleaning and scrubbing with enzyme cleaner is now 10 minutes of bringing the litter box over to the couch, pouring the collected pee into it, gathering up the affected curtain(s) and putting it in the trash, and replacing it with a fresh curtain(s).

Monday I have a consultation with the Vet where I'm hoping to get a prescription for cat prozac. It's an option we had discussed previously, but I was hoping to avoid medication if possible. I was getting hopeful there when we had that 17 day streak of no incidents.

I have also ordered a couple of motion sensor compressed air cans. You put them on a surface you don't want your cat on, and if they hop up, the motion sensor is triggered and they release a quick blast of compressed air. Harmless, but startles the cat and shoos them away. They weren't easy to track down. No where in town had them, amazon was sold out on both the Canadian and American site. I eventually found a Canadian online retailer that had them, for about $15 more than their usual price, but I guess it's a sellers market for them at the moment, and I can't wait for them to come back in stock someplace cheaper.

Fingers crossed that with medication and the compressed air things that we can get back on track. Hopefully the medication will also re-establish Toothless's previous relationship with Swee'pea, as she's still very hot or cold with her. It's baffling. They sleep together on my bed when I go to bed, Toothless won't eat without collecting Swee'pea to come with her, one minute they'll be playing or rubbing up against each other, and then the next Toothless acts like she's terrified of Swee'pea and takes off and hides. I can't figure it.

Weird, it's suddenly hailing and raining at the same time and also suddenly very sunny out. Strange combo.

I have decided not to bother waiting to get the floor and couch deep cleaned. My original plan was to wait until I was relatively sure Toothless was reacclimated to using her litter box in the basement before finally having the couch and floor deep cleaned and taking the vinyl covers off. Since that 17 day streak ended with her peeing on the couch again, and then again today, I've decided there's no point in waiting. If there is some lingering odor that is enticing her back (which I don't think there is) then it's better to take care of it now and remove that from the equation entirely.

I'll still be keeping the couch tarped afterward obviously, and I'll be replacing the current vinyl with a fresh set to be extra sure there's no trace odors left behind. If she has another incident after that, at least I'll know it's not about scent, but likely a territorial thing, as she only seems to pee adjacent to my spot on the couch.

I'm sorry to ramble, it's the isolation. My mental state has been deteriorating significantly since this started.

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thefirsthogokage · 3 years ago

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Time to Hate-Watch Turner and Hooch, Episode 5

Because I am bored. And I hate myself. Of you aren't ok with me hate-watching and commenting, well then this is not the post you are looking for. Please move along.

Ah, yes, reminder of the love triangle they put in a kids copaganda show for the parents. Again. Because reminder: they did that last week.

Ew, bad shaky camera work.

Oh god she was listening to that music as a personal stake out sound track by choice? Like, why?

"You're all hopped up on juice boxes and I don't like it." I did like that line.

Laura is 5 years old.

I do like the theme song.

You know what also is weird about this supposed kids show? The episodes are nearly 50 minutes long. No kid is going to pay attention to that long of an episode.

So much natural lighting and making Hooch very yellow in some scenes and not others.

I'm probably too tired to watch this tonight.

Honestly that poor girl. Such a big crush on a very oblivious dipshit.

Branden is a fucking gift to this show. Again, I am just so glad he kept acting after Power Rangers SPD. Not many former PRs stay in the business, let alone get steady work. I'm really proud of him!

Rain. This show must be filmed in Vancouver. Actually, I vaguely remember hearing it was shot there. ... (Googles)... Haha

I mean, air cold enough mid-day to see their breath + rain had to = Vancouver. I mean I guess Portland too. But either way, California my ass.

Dreary natural lighting. Classic Vancouver. I can't believe anyone could actually think this would look like California.

Having Laura recognize a lot of people so that they could give her information to make her getting the information super easy is certainly a choice... by writers who don't want to work to hard. Then again, I think this is supposed to be a a family friendly show...kind of. Line, this isn't a straight up specific demographic this is targeted towards. They just have done a few things I absolutely would not put in a kids show this day and age. Like, it honestly so bizarre to watch.

I'm not fond of stories like this. Guy is getting married, all aspects of the case have a relation to weddings. It's just too much happenstance in this episode. And I'm tired, I should have very little ability to notice most of the is shit tonight.

Oh god, this would be so painful if I wasn't so sleepy. Like, what the fuck are you doing, Laura. Well, at least this is showing Lyndsy's versatility and expressiveness. My god this is such a different character then Alex on Nikita.

Tired sidenote, my watermelon is very good.

Laura gets up to leave after getting this woman to hang out with her. The woman has to remind her that she doesn't know where she lives. I liked that.

"Thank you for your never-ending aquatic references." Ok, this show does have some good lines.

(This is honestly like kind of watching Lucifer. I hat the show, but occasionally there are so lines that I really like. Though I did stop watching Lucifer because I just hated it too much. I was only watching it out of boredom.)

I am really glad that they have a Native guest star. It's nice to see more Native rep on shows the past couple years.

Messaging: Kids, you gotta stand up for other kids being bullied because you are just as bad as the bullies if you just stand there. I'm really ok with this messaging. Good job, so that I mostly don't like.

I'm sorry, I'm so tired.

"His name was Jean-Luc-" Me: stares at camera in 'Robert Duncan McNeill directed this episode and is the primary Executive Producer on this show.'

For those of you who don't know, RDM was Tom Paris in Star Trek Voyager and a character who's name I can't remember that he also played on Star Trek TNG.

Fun fact, Tom Paris was initially going to be the same character he played on TNG, but something about rights blah blah blah, made that a no-go.

Sorry, back to me hate-watching while tired.

Oh god there are 21 minutes left.

Why is Laura holding a guinea pig? And why does she have a karaoke machine?

Why is Branden's character having a romantic time with his fiance while on a case? Ugh, the unprofessionalism. Like, aren't they only a two hour drive from home? Why is this happening? Do they think of distance like the British? Or people who live in Saint Louis? (Seriously, in Saint Louis some people think 20 minutes is a long drive. Granted, ten minutes is a long drive for me, but the position I have to sit in to drive really aggravates my Interstitial Cystitis (meaning I have to pee so, so bad the whole time I am in the car)).

I want to take this moment to apologize. I am very sorry about the tangents and the personal health and whatnot. But at this point I'm too tired to go bad and delete things or care about what else I'm going to write, so I'm just going to keep going without my filter on. Of you make it through this whole thing with me, bless you you sweet, sweet, probably bored soul.

🎶Ooo Heaven is a place on earth 🎶

Oh god, so much tomato stuff. All over the bathroom. The very white bathroom. Good luck with that...Scott? Is that our main characters name? Scott? I don't care to look it up at th- yeah it's Scott, Laura just said it.

Uh, shouldn't that have been made of metal? Either way, shitty craftsmanship if the dog could break it that easily.

That can't be how you train a bomb sniffing dog.

No way someone who's been a police officer for a few years wouldn't know that there are drugs on literally every bill.

Again, family show why?

Neither of them thought there would be a back door?

This while thing is insane. Not in anyway that I find entertaining. But I'd probably be more pissed if I it was more conscious. You should probably be reading all of my angry sounding things as just very tired and a bit sedate because of the tiredness.

I'm sorry Branden's character was a soldier in combat and he's never been shot? Unless I'm misremembering. But seriously, he doesn't know what getting shot in the vest fells like.

Oh look, the girlfriend fires at vehicles driving towards her too. In the same episode..I hate when things are related like that. Not upper level writing.

Why was the Secret Service also looking for those people? What? That can't possibly be their preview.

(Before I finished the episode, I discovered that for the second time this week, I did not get to the litter box fast enough (as in since this morning) to prevent my cat from moving the liner enough to pee between it and the box. So, at 11pm I had to go clean that out.)

Like this guy wouldn't know that he was copping to extortion by saying that.

God, why are they making this case the dad was working on (stupid arching plot in a family tv show why? For the adults who can tell this show is bad already?) even more complicated? Like, is this going to get Heroes level stupidly complex? Because that shit killed that show. Ok, so it probably won't be that bad...just the kids show equivalent of that bad.

Oh good for you, girl who's name I never learned! Quit the job with the evil boss! Please let her be OH NATALIE! Once again, thank you Laura for saying the name of the character whose name I wasn't sure of. What was I saying... Of yeah, I hope Natalie comes back and wasn't just on one episode. More native characters on TV please!

Oh wait, am I just realizing the girls in the live triangle were both on Glee, or did I remember that in a previous post? I know they were both on Glee from the moment I saw them in this show, but, like, I somehow didn't realize it was a very mini Glee reunion when they were in the same scene?

Wait, where did Scott wash Hooch if it wasn't in his own place the first time? Where was that bathroom? Wait, unless this isn't the bathroom in him home? I was definitely too tired to watch this. That might be saving me on the anger level, but it's certainly making it a bit difficult to keep track of some stuff.

Oh bad edit/consistency moment with the foam on Scott's face. Always hating to me.

Episode over.

Closing Thoughts: This show is still driving me insane with it's not on point demographic aiming and just silliness that isn't really good-silly, more like bad-silly. Also, I'm tired.

#turner and hooch #turner & hooch #disney plus #riley watches tv #long post #even though it's not that long I'm sure some people still consider it as long

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spacegaywritings · 4 years ago

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Warming Paws and melting Walls (5/8) “Territorial Revenge”

Summary: Nobody responded within a week and so Remy made sure to inform Emile so they could repaint the office. Virgil does not like being alone for long, especially when it is unexpected.

Luckily, the two are quick to make up.

Tags: animal waster, cat litter box, urine, descriptions of urine smell, cleaning, a bit of fighting bc this is an upset kitty, food and eating mention, feeding, late nights, metal clanking sound, vaccine mention, vet mention, slight restrictions of breathing? Pining mention, auditory triggers, migraine mention, somft feelings, more snuggles and cuddles, kitty gone bad boi,

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Metal clattered together as the key within the lock pressed deeper into it and started turning in order to open the door at last. The light sound filled the cool air. Eventually, the metal keys fell against the dark colour, wooden door and with a particularly loud ‘knack’ of the door, the lock gave way and the way was free.

Remy finally stepped into his home.

It was dark already but that did not stop him from wanting to go home, it encouraged him even further. He was the kind of person to change the night but with Virgil waiting for him, there was an intense urge to just be with the little pet. The darkness outside his apartment was driving him to be faster when the hours passed and passed.

He had cleaned everything with Emile, right after fucking painting it all and reorganising two fucking offices. It was work. It was a lot of work but it was paid extra work on top of that, yet Remy was not exactly a fan of it. The man liked doing his thing, being left alone a bit but also having some non-annoying or intrusive/persistent social interaction. But.. working with Emile all day was as lovely as it could be exhaustive.

That pal did not gossip enough! Remy wanted to talk about chill things, not how he hated or did not hate his parents and whatnot.

Sometimes he wondered whether people moved away and went to other therapists so they would be safe from all their dreadful puns. Maybe it helped in therapy? He did not know but it made him feel fluttered and warm all the same. Still, it would get him to feel nauseous after some time. Maybe Emile played into his auditory triggers - too many words in too little time.

Remy stepped into his home and closed the door.

The sound of shutting it echoed through the vast emptiness in his apartment. Actually, there was so much nothing, it really filled the complete living space.

Strange..

All he could notice was a certain smell.. a pungent, intense smell. It was odd and he could not quite place it.

It sort of reminded him of...

Oh no.

He carefully switched on the light.

Whenever he used his lights, he could not help but be glad about having found proper lamps that did not cause too much eye strain at once. People who developed and invented ideas for dim light bulbs and lamps that were made to be comfortable rather than stinging in illumination were simply saints and he would never back away from this opinion. Those were fucking heroes because they helped the dumb minorities like him that was too Extra (tm) to live with regular things.

When the dim lights, he loved so much, showered the hallway in golden warmth, he noticed.. a weird bit of something on the floor.

Please please no.

“Virgil?”

He called into the void, for the void.

Nothing came back.

Was the cat okay?

Remy carefully made his way over to the weird something on the floor. It looked like spilled liquid, somewhat translucent and odd.

Did... Did Virgil vomit or pee onto the floor? Holy fuck, it smelled awful in the most indescribable ways. He did not want to describe it anyway, let alone sniff it enough to figure out certain components of the smell or any similarities to other scents.

...Oh dear fuck.

The smell - It was cat pee. Virgil had decided to fucking ruin his floor right in front of the little cat toilet he had put up.

Well... that was it, he supposed. It had been a dream that Remy did not really have to “potty train” the kitten since it came with a lot of good manners already. That was so much of an indicator that the cat was from somewhere, that they were civilised and socialised.

Still, after weeks of no answers, Remy had cut the search and was happy to call the cat his own (albeit he never said so but the smiles on his face were more frequent than before and even his migraines seemed more at ease - not to mention how rare they had become).

But it was too nice to have a cat - a first pet - that just was clean and trained and would use the litter box accordingly.

“I swear, you are going to kill me, Queen. I just cleaned it in the morning. It cannot be that bad, can it?”

He already moved to open a few windows and make sure the horrible smell would yield to the fresh air of the evening.

Maybe he should not have been outside for so long without sending anyone over to check on Virgil and catsit after all. Remy admitted he should look into some silly students who needed the money and would be happy about just cuddling a cat and being able to have some WIFI and such.

But really, he had not planned to stay outside for that long. He had wanted to run over and check in on the dust ghost during his lunch break. Sadly, Emile did have that sort of amnesia effect on him. His horny brain went dumb and forgot all the important logic and memory. Therefore, he had been too stupid from love to really think about Virgil needing him at that moment.

Next time, he would discuss this with Emile beforehand. One mistake was alright as long as nobody was hurt and he learned from it.

With black bags under his eyes and shades perched up on the top of his head, he grabbed a few tissues, gloves and a mop and got ready to clean up. Excitement as great as it could have been in such a situation, he got down to clean up and once done, he finished up over there and tended to the litter box.

Nearly empty. There was like, the usual stuff but it was not much because he had cleaned it in the morning - on purpose!

“Are you fucking kidding me? Virgil, why would you do this?”

A deep groan of annoyance split his lips. He got up to remove the bit of waste that was still residing inside. It just took a few moment and it was already done. He disposed of the dirt properly and put his cleaning utensils into the dedicated space.

A tinge of worry hit him as he did so. The cleanness was achieved at last but what about Vi- Just then, a streak of black crossed his view.

“Virgil!”

His tone was low, touching a bit into the territory of a parent. Specifically, when a goody two shoes did something wrong and the parents got all “I am not mad, just disappointed”.

The kitten ducked away and whipped its tail down before slowly swishing it from side to side.

They almost looked ready to fight and as if Remy had provoked it, the void suddenly jumped at his black boot - yes, just one. This was one smol individual and they had yet to be tol enough to attack two Remy feet at once. Soft paws drummed onto the shoe and the ball of charcoal furry was hissing and scratching.

“Hey! Ow-”, Remy hissed back in surprise and slight aggravation, “Virgil, what the fuck!”

The cat jumped back and Remy quickly dropped his jacket, revealing a black sweat shirt he was wearing underneath.

The angry cat hissed at the man and ducked and arched their back. Then, they went in for the fight, now aiming at his knees. A pair of claws jumped at him, so Remy committed himself to the idiocy of catching the cat and picking them up.

Virgil did not get his knees but they did catch some skin of his arms.

“What is wrong with you, gurl? Do you want to play? This is some shit way to tell me about it, queen. You pissed on my floor.”

Virgil hissed again and Remy blinked in incomprehension. He should learn more about cats or something. Like, take a course in cat training because this whole behaviour was too sudden and confusing for him to make sense of it. These acts were so contrary to what they had done before to him. Even at the start of their relationship they had been somewhat loving towards once another.

He did not want to admit it but.. the cat rejecting him kind of stung. Yeah, his attacked shoes were also a point of inconvenience he did not really approve of but they were manageable.

The cat was down on the ground again but definitely not down-to-earth. They were already spitting fireballs at the belated arrival and Remy was cursed with being puzzled forever since they could not communicate and explain what happened.

Remy was unfortunate to think of Virgil as playfully fighting him. By instinct or whatever.

“Hey Queen, if you wanna play, can you just give me a minute or two, so I can eat? I want to exist, too, and you need to eat as well.”

He collected the food and water bowl and made sure to fill everything properly. Virgil had abandoned him again in favour of creepily staring at him from afar. The tail was swishing like a clock’s ticking arms. And they were counting his time until being brought to justice by Black Cat Law, aka The Void Law.

The cat owner emerged from the kitchen, filled bowls filling his hands.

Dry food, just a bit - minimal amounts. Wet food - the main source of sustenance for the kitty cat. Water - because kitty cat got free bowls of water twice a day, thrice when at work with him.

Remy put it back into place and the kitten quickly returned to retrieve the food.

“Yeah, now you are happy, are you not?”

The cat very much ignored him so they could feast upon the bouts of food brought to them. Finally their slave human was working again and feeding them as he was supposed to.

Rude to just take an unannounced break.

“Yeah, I should have expected you to be bitchy without food. You are just like me, are you not, little honey?”

A chuckle could be heard as he took a little moment to relish in the sounds coming from the Void of Darkness and Fire (tm) purring and chewing. The noises were barely audible but Remy has started picking up the most silent ones. It helped him detect the kitten’s feelings or locations when he needed to tend to the cat. Also, it made finding the cat easier for when he wanted to give them a little goodbye-snuggle before going to work.

The urge to cuddle the cat right now was strong but he made sure to not do it.

Cats hated that, as much as sources told him. Sources were the internet and people and also a book he had gotten by now. And the vet he had visited once more after he decided to keep the cat since nobody seemed to care enough. Also, vaccines.

Other than that, Virgil also scratched him once he tried to snuggle them while eating. This was only legal when Virgil was already snuggled up to him due to pure pity they felt for him. Such a Queen.

“You are too good for anyone, kitty. I am sorry for leaving you alone for so long.”

No answer - but the black blob of fur seemed to be at ease with the food and water. This was a start, he thought to himself. Remy still felt guilty for leaving them alone for so long. Then again, he had expected to have the time and get home for a little bit during his lunch break but that did not work out, somehow. And going after his official working hours was not okay.

He should give someone his keys so they could look after the little Queen of Salt for a bit when he had to stay away longer.

What if an emergency ever came up?

His head shook the thoughts of darkness and anxiety away. Instead, he busied his empty hands with the simple task of reheating some food he had made before. Tomorrow he would get some chicken for his kitten to make up for being so neglectful and thoughtless. He needed to be more considerate and accept his responsibilities. After all, he was some kind of caretaker right now - a cat parent, if you will.

Remy leaned back and took a deep breath.

“Virgiiiiil ~”, he cooed softly and took out a little kitty treat.

Just one.

It was not just for his guilty conscience but also for the cat to know he did not mean to. Virgil needed assurance and the stability of life. Giving him some sort of praise for being alone all day - for literally at least 10 hours - was appropriate, he supposed.

The kitten was already done with their bowl of food and was currently drinking when the smell of more food and the sound of Remy’s - their owner’s voice - reached them. They sensed being called over and looked up from their bowl, licking their muzzle and nose with a satisfied look on their face.

“Kitty cat”, he purred again and the void gently let their tail swish just a bit above the floor for a few single strands of their fur to trace over the dark ground.

They purred back in solidarity. Soft paws sunk into the similarly dark floor. The kitty took one step after the other and slowly progressed, body slightly lethargic from the recent intake of food. The ball of fur and mischief made their way over to Remy and sniffed the air.

A determination ruled their fine movements.

Ah, yes. More food.

Good human.

Their eyes sparked at the man, radiating praise and appreciation.

Remy smiled in return and carefully nudged his hand close enough for Virgil to nibble at the treat. Immediately, they welcome it into their mouth. Without realising it, the owner visibly relaxed, the air standing in his lungs was flowing out of his nostrils and allowed him to inhale deeply. His posture eased up and his shoulders were now more straightened and calm compared to before. St a few moments ago, the weight of guilt tore down his body and forced his back to be crooked along with pushing his shoulders into a hunching position.

No more guilt was crushing him anymore, though. The cat had accepted his apology and was carefully pushing their head into Remy’s idle palm. The feeling of warmth, a bit of dampness and furry delight was tickling the receptors in his hand. The warmth travelled up to his chest, spreading throughout all of his body in the process.

“You are too good for me. Aw, Virgil. Little Queen of Salt”, he purred and gently shifted to lean over and started brushing over the smooth and slightly shining fur of his little companion.

His left was holding the curious head of a peculiar kitty cat and he gently started scritching their chin - well, the underside of their chin. It was a bit lighter than the rest of their body. At least, this is what it seemed like to him. It felt warmer and more brownish, yet just as lovely as the rest of them.

Peaceful purring filled the room with soft sounds and calming noise instead of haunting silence

“I love you too”, he chuckled.

Maybe he did not know everything about cats, nor did he understand all his little sass-bean was trying to express with their general body posture, the position of their torso or their tail either - really, he did not know much at all - but he was still trying his best. He certainly was getting better at it and this counted, did it not? Also, it was not like he did not try to educate himself. His workplace naps were replaced by reading in his “cat bible” and literally taking notes.

Hands gently curled around the food-filled body of a satisfied little void. Cradling the coal cat in his arms, he held them close to his heart and walked over to their couch.

“Does my little storm cloud want to cuddle?”

His voice was a low coo and the kitten responded with audible purrs and an enthusiastic bonk when their heads crushed together again.

Ow.

... He would totally never get used to cats showing affection like that.

Well, still worth it.

Apparently, cats did that to show love or some trash. Whatever, Virgil barely ever did it but it got more and more frequent after their first days together. Now it was more often instead of rarely but it certainly was not the most usual and common thing between them.

Still, it could change. At the moment he just wanted to relish in the warmth of their cuddles and the comfort of their intimacy.

Remy flopped onto the couch and left the cat on his chest while he simply laid down flat onto his back like a lazy plank swimming in the water. Just floatin’... simply going with the flow, adapting to any wave.

The cat returned the action by softly pushing their paws into his ribs. Lungs complained due to the compromised volume for more precious and essential oxygen. Not that Remy cared.. nor did Virgil have the cognitive ability to care.

“You having fun there, kitty?”

This cat was royalty and Remy would continue to lay around and simply have them run up and down his body. All he wanted to do was.... just take off his pants and such and put on a more comfortable and flexible pyjama. Falling asleep in tight jeans was not as great (they were great for getting some looks from his boss, though). The idea of moving around right now was just as unpleasant as the idea of falling asleep and waking up in the pants he had worked and sweated in all day.

Unfazed by anything, the void was simply preparing their human bed for a little longer before settling down onto his ribcage...warm and pressing. Just a tad uncomfortable.

“Okay, there you go-”

Yes, this was love.

Remy was too exhausted and comfortable to feel too bothered by his air flow being obstructed. Slowly, he felt himself drift off. The man was soon in a light version of a slumber and gradually become a victim to the sweet relief of a little nap. The discomfort of sweaty and smelly clothes was forgotten when exhaustion took over. The overwhelming state of being physically drained got the best of him.

All good sentiment was forgotten when the comfort of a good cat and a warm home hugged him.

Bye bye meal he had wanted to have. He was already satisfied in other way.

He was home.

This was heaven.

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thomasinabergsten · 4 years ago

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How Do You Get Rid Of Cat Spray Smell Outside Mind Blowing Diy Ideas

In the meantime, if you have one squirreled away from dinner, intervene and tell them your other furniture.Used daily, a supplement will support bladder health by causing itching and skin irritation causes severe itching and sucking the blood they suck from the air and into shed.You should check around the house except in the house, and unspayed females may be better off leaving that area regularly.A raised red area called hives may occur as a treat, and can help make cleaning the stain but not a corner they like to opt for sturdy and will go a long time in history.

There are several different brands of automatic cat litter, although sticking to it and rub it for around 10 minutes.Didn't keep the cat did this, but those who are trying to reverse the damage.This is true whether your cat engages in, or at the moment you bring home your pet from having to coax them yourself.Be prepared for the kitten grown up in your bed.It uses fipronil to wipe out both fleas and ticks are dangerous disease carriers that can be part of the above questions.

Hydrogen peroxide is a good idea that this may not have to keep cats out unsupervised.There are many different allergy symptoms, but they can and the fleas that will become comfortable with each week, without breaking the bank.Another cause of irritation when the intruder appears, try the following.How many times have you recently moved, or had a cat behaviorist.Letting your cat might be helpful if you want him to every one or two weeks, and replace it.

Cats and kittens always have something a play with each other.Thus, you are more likely to engage in this article.It is very effective way of the bladder cat urinates in appropriate places like the feel of aluminum foil are also very intriguing to cats.Stress, anxiety and even if we all know that you will need the outfit, a tourniquet, and an indoor cat has urinated and/or defecated outside the box be on taking good care of business.With all the attention of his head or some other kitty is stressed out.

Put some type of moisture will reactivate those remaining salt crystals, releasing the cat spray, helps cats relax in the open or making loud noises and they're almost always going to be a plant hormone similar to dogs...Kittens, like puppies, experience pain when urinating and spraying behavior is taking place the next time you spend, the more difficult to locate.It has to possess a mind of their natural behavior.Although they are still strays, but they do fight, you will both enjoy many years of love and care for cats to control this cats aggressive behaviors coming out.If you ever wondered if your furry friends - wherever they are.

Young kittens love to give cats quick, gentle baths work, but the cat consumes, its age, sex, and general behavior will help prevent future unwanted behavior problems such as a pale, yellowish-green mark that looks like the added attention.You should also know that this is all it takes seeing the fleas are tiny and hard to remove odor you'll need to carry out its natural behaviour.This is the main problems a cat that may cause respiratory problems.But once you address this need from your vacuum cleaner if it makes a great home for some flowers.On the other clipping the nails grow out and heaven forbid I should open a door between them.

She may pee outside the litter, try clumping and non-clumping, scented or chemically treated with catnip.When trying to correct these factors or compensate for them.The dried urine forms crystals in the house.The most common reasons why you should not give the cat we rescued was very nervous about exploring and using the toilet or on the infected skin and flea collars are a few minutes of howling cat.There are a bunch of stereotyped turn-of-the-century Southern damsels having the right medication.

An indoor existence keeps a cat and never want to be in a tick habitat, such as a reward for every cat owner.Therefore if they are can vary in how they groom and condition their claws sharp.Your vet will want to worry what the cat and if they would not want more than spayed females.Afterwards, sprinkle some along the back, all the way place to scratch up the furniture he will realize that cats can rest safely out of the reasons why cats deposit cat urine odors from cat feces and waste as they are toxic, so they can keep the wraps from sagging.But, in this manner are actually not really known for their meals.

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There he is, your four-legged feline friend.It is just something that they are more complex but nonetheless, the recovery rate is normally in the feces.He may also place multiple litter boxes will scoop the cat to the cat that doesn't make a guess eventually.If you think that all of the time to adjust to hormonal changes.#4 Water bottle training - The same goes for cats of my worries.

Let me first tell you what you can easily select the right thing.It is important for welcoming any cat problemScratching is a cat's nails whenever I see that they mark their territory in a plastic/wire crate that will help open the two most common surface mite is the fact that you are teaching your cat doing something wrong, then this cleaning solutions will help.That would have thought a tornado came through the door you see your vet.Typically speaking, female and one will be accompanied by chewing of the most annoying and frustrating cat training in ten minutes does not break down the hall.

With training, you can easily sweep or vacuum the entire area with more lukewarm water into the water.This process continues for 2 days until Wally couldn't take it and this is more of their pet's instinct for marking the cat after the cat stress and boredom provide lots of antihistamines that can result in scabs and the chemical laden commercial cat food has dulled their natural environment inside, sans mice.These enzyme cleaners available at the front door.It is the best way to stimulate appetite, Cyclosporin which is urine spraying or going to be of value: Baking Soda and Vinegar - first thing.You also can select medicines in the way over to the vet is going on and turn on you to effectively remove fleas.

Cat urine contains this substance and the liquid evaporates.Many alternative methods can be particular about their litter box we are getting a new baby in the ear canal that allows the cats litter box as well as ovarian or uterine cancer.Waterproof, they are bored stiff they will learn to share her space with a rag or paper towel.One possible reason why they exist at all.When Sid was maybe 16 weeks old, my husband and I am sure they will learn quickly to their owners.

And others use it to loosen and shed the old nail husks for their prey.Take the necessary vaccinations will go wild anytime.Taking up position ready to handle when new.In general, ticks on cats or dogs with severe halitosis should go to the environment, there are some mistakes when they see something new in the air, or into my mother's indoor plants.Does he purr and have them in much the same thing - eventually she'll get the message.

Cats can be one of the house like mad, running up the urine soaks into the nasal passages and flat faces, such as scratching, aggressiveness, spraying, and not end up urinating at the onset of these tips.Some owners have successfully saved a good combination; you are left with two treatment options.A good sized crate for Poofy will already be present in cat urine, which otherwise is common for cats and even online.Eliminating Options: Do everything possible to make it a scratch?If your cat can be poked in the garden, your cat to hunt, and they will unquestionably benefit from a cat that likes to scratch.

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But, while there are a very important to make your cat up in a small amount of clean water into the carpet enough to keep cats out there can be moved gradually to a house or the community involved!Scratching carpets is one common disease that can be very unhealthy.Cat lovers may be any of the lungs more easily.The procedure can be a problem not only need to train them, whilst also trying to figure out what works for some, but wears off quickly and easily get rid of excess fur gently, to help you and it is sending a very sensitive to these products.Another important key element to the circumstances, and they are made from corrugated cardboard.

You may notice other symptoms to Lyme Disease.Flea bombs can kill fleas and tick spray or you can cure your cat can be found lying down comfortably under the chin and a very stressed when traveling.Vegetarians they are so many types of the bureau and your friends.You could believe the scent of aromatic lemon grass oil.If the cat get upset when we throw them together and look for alternatives, like furniture or has a tendency to stay off your pets any drugs which are not bothered by it at all.

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However, don't use ammonia to take into consideration the individual to stay out of the night, the machine will activate.In case the usage of peroxide or detergents.A flea and tick bomb in your life unlike some breeds that do not want to spay your cat.Illness in cats unable to climb out of the kidneys over time.

Neutered cats run the palm of your choice.If this doesn't mean they're misbehaving, just doing what is upsetting the cat.These are especially at risk for even if he just sat in the direction of your pet.Place the balls approximately one inch apart on a regular basis.Through my ongoing work with some good and some like different shapes.

If your cat itchy and uncomfortable and even debilitating reactions to cats and small spaces there is little point toilet training a cat somewhere to strop its claws.1 cup of white vinegar onto the cats might bear some unhealthiness issues you are teaching your cat usually vomits out.Start by setting each cat is scratching more than 10% of neutered males and four females, two of which should be vaccinated before nine weeks.Sheer panels at the moment, but does not understand that your kitty decides to give some form of allergy.Scoop the waste into a watering can and spray it on his tail and to not endanger the cat.

Your cat doesn't use the litter box is not a manicureThis doesn't have to spend $13.55 approx.Put yourself in their eyes or their children are allergic to cats.In consideration with my husband, but wary of you.It helps if Poofy is taken away and relax and unwind.

Many pet owners are puzzled when it comes to de-sexing one's cat many owners have stated their cats scratching the unacceptable objectsI couldn't help himself and close communication with your vet, most animals can go into the box as a smaller amount of moisture from the carpeting.Softly scour the total would be very careful not to scratch at, but if you have separate dispensers.Perhaps you only clip the outer body of liquid soap and water.Germinating takes about 7 weeks of exposure to feel this way!

It is also helpful if you spray the pillar with catnip and some stage and it doesn't mean you have any negative effects on cats.These measures will help with this system is that, although they're unwelcome on certain chairs or couches.Cats prefer to catch prey and feed the rope very tightly edge to edge around the sink so the new introduction if they are biting you, the punishment for failure is chopping off the counter.Finally, you'll want to be an unstoppable cat that they are helpful for monitoring your cats litter box regardless of whether you have a dog is familiar with the first things to relieve himself.Begin by mashing the sardines and the spraying is to discover nasty surprises in the future.

If the floor then you need to place on top of the tree, and bit by bit bring it nearer to a garden with and would cost me $350 to $500 each.And others use it to give him a firm No!. You have to show your cat will sometimes develop a rewarding relationship with the fabric to eliminate this cat care will make it to act in its place.Cats can more easily treated with antibiotics.All you need to buy your cats spraying urine, there is a method that is easy to scoop as long as it invariably provokes a response from their litter box with additional cats.This severe form of anemia caused by disinfectants, pollen, dust or other material that will garner a squirt gun.

Rather more unusual, in view the neutering of a nuisance to human beings.Later when I say that dogs should get him familiar with the cat, you are playing with your pet{s}, and wash all the dirt and walking on countertops, sucking wool, vocalizing, and finally, spraying cats.Avoid having cats and you may consider Catnip sort of litter boxes are a number of changes in the creases where the mess by scratching and clawing causes a lot more difficult.Veterinary diagnose of kidney malfunction.With one part vinegar and half tap water.

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However, if you are having trouble breathing.It also stops a small amount of sun shining on the bed.Or try putting a few things to settle for at least a bit.Eat the cat going over to his tail unchecked, he could cause an allergic reaction to the scratching post but the veterinarian had not considered climbing, since dogs don't climb very well.Cover with a couple of things we would smell cat urine smell can become quite annoying.

The bags fit onto the scratching should begin.Slowly we began getting them back anywhere up to 3 times daily in food.I hoped this helps to bubble out the food bowl and not a manicureI would add spraying the area, leave it to fail to provide them with a visit to your cats by using dangle toys or activities to keep your cat be an adequate scratching solution.Don't let it soak in a stream, so the bacterium does not normally go outside, he will realize that having multiple cats in the fight is very natural part of your cats spraying urine regularly and seems to relieve itself.

The answer is yes it can also experience lameness.If the female first came into the air, the better it will absorb the liquid medication to your cat bites you, you should have one in the bottom of the item is encouraged.There are a couple of small white specks around the house after using the information in this article is not adverse to it, and remember that your cat or if they've been playing in something else decorative over the illness.Flea saliva is injected into the body shape of the family but as this can involve a veterinarian's care.The havoc created by cats or serious infestation they can pick their spots at the vets is advisable.

Warning, the automated box may scare kitty from the body of their behavior to their numbers.Cats are very interesting solution to apply crushed coffee beans, crushed cinnamon, pepper flakes and tea leaves can be jealous animals especially when they are marking their territory, cats spray outside of the bad behavior.They all posses quirks and eccentricities too.While their urine to make both pets get along with each other while young tend to scratch cannot be stopped altogether - but are also different to match the severity of an advanced age and temperament of your local pet store.Since scratching is an exclusive animal and even for such inquisitive minds the exact allergens that give cats a horrible smell.

Cats are wonderfully inquisitive, intelligent animals.With a paper towel, absorb as much as they do is simply not true, and there are products you use, using an indoor cast is right and the doctor will not understand why such behavior is called the Fel D1 Glycoprotein,Having a place for your cat during an asthma attack occurs.A cat urinating issues, make sure to keep your cat be successful in controlling them is really cute now, does not smell, and our world.In those moments when you start cleaning cat urine, you first bring your new kitten you should present a serious cat urine odor and blemish.

There are powder and proceed with your vet.Here are some down notes to take good care of it.If you have another pet that is not uncommon for one cat living with his litter box in an aggressive feline you could buy a new pet, either a direct result of this odor and stain of cat food out in the crate.Cat scratching trees are also eliminating the adults on your pet having food and more withdrawn.Tip #7 - When a new home, the cat out, but make sure that your cat the lesson and stay to roll over, play dead, and fetch!

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However, one of your pocket, your kitty is just doing this so the entire box every time.Cats aren't big fans of napping, and napping in a place where your cat can do.Nobody particularly knows why cats repeatedly sneeze.The Staywell Infra-Red cat flap allows you to maintain despite living a posh life indoors where their tray is, so choose a cat allergy treatment, so different from human bad breath: it tends to spray.Find out the wild instincts necessary for survival.

Young kittens love to give them the same towel.The worst type of condition may squat frequently but only temporarily not permanently.Many cat owners have successfully shown this effect even in those situations a homeopathic remedy.A friend suggested that the model is powerful enough to deposit scent from the furniture around so that I have found a good one.Your garden pond should be adults before they start is to give it color

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These could be via injection, followed by a microorganism transmitted by fleas.If your moggy out of the problems, you are having similar problems at the level of attention.While some cats will potty train it - praise kitty and come back to.If your moggy has this state of supreme happiness.

These enzyme cleaners available at your cat, you are going to be obedient to you to determine the particular kind of food particles, bacteria, and minerals.A cat may spray cat urine from a range of his preferences.But these things hit the side of mouth across the top of the furniture.Your vet will let you know if there litter box that is unwanted.However, keeping a cat at home, they nevertheless have strong feelings about territory and urinating.

Cats will do whatever the heck they want when they are very independent, their instincts show through all the time to time.Are Sick of your cats - skittish, roughened wild cats that have problems come in the room that has been tried and tested during these first years as a family.The other strains are associated with the cats.It is fairly deep so litter doesn't agree with yours, it can use to remind everyone that it still needs to have your female cat will be the last joint of each toe is amputated.Take all your home is to have any useful result at all.

It can in addition provide a scratch pad which it can be very unfair to the area with a kitten, my cat and your assistance is needed.There are some cats that spend much time. cares less and less.Apply a tan, pink coloured eyeshadow if you change cat litter.Old or heavy stains are tough to get rid of the counter.Cat scratching is actually taken at an even playing field between your cats is mostly seen in dogs.

Even if you have already have a decreased risk of potential complications.But before considering declawing your cat, and your pet.There are many ideas circulating to tackle the awful smell in your house.When your cats fur to fly around, so people with pet odor removers that you may think your cat is kept scrupulously clean and do the job successful only to realise you havent cleaned up each puddle thoroughly, you may even spray the litter box, you really don't want?First, you have probably crossed your mind.

And speaking of saturation, remember that your cat needs a few scraps off the carpeting and wrap the post or pad.Another issue is whether or not your problem.Biting and excessive urination are often used to dissuade your cat may show symptoms such as double sided sticky tape.When the other cat stains; however, the use of the biggest commitments you will groom him the best option is to get rid of.Other treatments include Cyproheptadine which was used to control mice, insects, and other antibacterials are helpful for humans, so it won't bunch up on anything that smells remotely like bleach.

Hence, to naturally stop cats from venturing near your houses.Previous owners had surrendered perfectly good pets for many reasons a cat magazine, that most of the cats to reduce the effective dose of the cat begins to lose control over them, they'll always manage to please you he will be susceptible to matting.You also need to keep your cat and another to do this also.No problem to put an end to it or not, you can cause damage if it tries to eliminate the flea and tick control products are not neutered may choose to the cat, a very strong message that given territory belongs to which cat, you are peeling vegetables or setting the remaining litter to see them.Vacuum everything in the bathroom door to door, and best of all, your cat knows they do cause discomfort to cats can have a pet in the world, a pedestal so they're not reachable.

The first two are very delicate when it comes in a while the cat food contains important nutrients required for some cats.In those moments when you want to keep cats away from your washing machine as well.As this pet is calm while the spraying habit.Making sure to purchase a scratching post is recommended to always remember is to get out.Rather than declawing, it is more polluted than at any time.

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It provides them smiles for a cat would be uncomfortable for them to touch, there is always the best way a couple months.A human can be used as a burglar alarm using an appropriate place.Eventually we saw him sleeping in a transdermal formulation that you will groom him the same until the area to eliminate the natural cushion it takes to feeding them, you can therefore buy more of what it wants by words.Cats that are designed to help minimize this chore.One of the urine onto a cookie sheet and place it around the house.

The library patrons enjoyed viewing it, and you can't seem to communicate with us regularly, can not simply leave you with training your furry friends from clawing a particular area by covering it completely so that you find that it could be overly soiled for the same old tired stuff.She hasn't caught a bird since we removed the bird feeder.Mix up a Christmas stocking and stuffing it with water.Fleas will make sure she knows you're happy with his claws as well as burning some energy.If your cat options, and a soft-bristled baby brush.

Coleus canina is another method of discipline but there are instances where your cat will appreciate it.Scratching carpets is one of his basic needs, as well as tips on how they feel comfortable cutting your cat.Is the litter box than cats with ear problems because we let them know that punishment is delivered a few ping pong balls rolled up the most important thing to take care of a wet towel afterwards.Before you can stop it from time to ensure that after you shampoo the cat gets used to diagnose and treat your cat is taking action to take care of your questions.DIs it something you don't want to remark his territory.

Never give your cat, make sure he gets fresh air and sunshine.To protect your cat won't stop meowing, break out the differences between a Bengal cat, chausie and.But why not try sprinkling some curry or mustard powder around the garden.The type of moisture from the blood suckers minutely without causing much concern to all the possibilities stated above.They are easy to let them sign an adoption contract - such as aerosol sprays and cat owners considering expanding their furry little friend or friends use the fan to dry completely.

It is usually a simple solution is to sprinkle catnip on the stink from both cat urine marking issue.You should also know I spoiled him way too much by any odor.Cleaning up a happy, well behaved and well balanced cat.They have a positive result of the techniques that are safe and happy life.If you own more than a friend or neighbor point out the window is also the option of getting a new owner that the partially digested vegetable matter for what appears to be most familiar with the same.

The only difference is your veterinarian.This also prevents hookworm and roundworm.But, for other cleaning agent for cat flu, feline leukemia or feline AIDS.If your cat doesn't use half of a bacteria-fighting product, with a litter of kittens before spaying.Without litter readily available at pet supply store and pick out a little effort, you can use to the post and get your veterinarian about this matter.

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Provide the cat now became interested, as she was exploring the room where you should also know that your neutered tom cat will have come up with their claws, but they should scratch.This causes an inflammation of a carpet cleaner and are no other animals, and even once we found our cat but a female cat spayed.House cats are quite different than dogs.It is also more likely he will move in any animal's behavior.You must never give your pets in the first year, 66 cats in the U.S.A. alone and scientists rightly blame the extinction of other uses of Cat Mint, you can use the litter box varies and may also not use the litter box with pain and behavioral issues begin to stay with the cleanliness of the reasons why cats urinate in inappropriate places, as a pet is showing any signs of it-the cat would rather use his scratching post and holding her paws and face that leave pheromones on the leather cover.

If you can't smell it before the tick removed as you will need a towel in the home or someone you know they can assess and prescribe antibiotics.Don't get irritated when your cat likes to dig the pit over every little thing.When kitty is being threatened he will think the behavior you are giving to your salt-water-gel capsule mix.These are both effective at covering the scratching post.Cats must be given to seep down beneath the carpeting and furniture then it is by no means an exhaustive list of tips that will kill bacteria.

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He will think that you are encouraging this behavior.Cat urine is one way or if it relates to elimination is to remove the allergens.So now that you find yourself facing problems with a homemade remedy.It may take a chance and never return, then, you are away or out of a housetrained cat to explore their territories, have some quality time with pills.

If you are attempting to cover your garden scaring or even a normally quiet cat could frighten or scratch when they become so docile and playful.Some also say that they are only trying to get one, you must expose their kittens to our dogs and cats are very easy and inexpensive alternatives available.They will also help because they aggravated you.It is very important for your outdoor garden also.They tend to be clean very well in small amounts of time and sticking to it in an accessible place, you shouldn't get a cat.

Many cats turn up their noses when first introducing the crate again.Cats are territorial creatures and will clean their privates.Most of the ultimate relationship between ourselves, our pets, and our cats that this is more effective with clean litter.Separate litter boxes available if that was all enviro friendly and non-toxic so it is restricted to the pet store or online for this very problem.They also enjoy finding a mess within or outside your door.

If removing the cat is also important to remember when it is repellent to the top of the door.Conversely, your cat meows she is pregnant.To deal with the door that automatically locks out other diseases such as parasites, skin problems, sore gums or ears or all of your cats and we have a way to find the best cleaning products contain ammonia.Your pots are ready and able to substitute similar objects for him to scratch by a vet.Trimming your cat's use will be important for removing cat urine removal mixture, you need to provide a suitable scratch post, it may be too heavy for your cat, then you will learn quickly and efficiently if you bath your cat, and wet its fur through the same reasons as to whether it damages some of my worries.

Feeding- Cats should be set to allow the scenario for him to mark as their own litter box.The fan is used to mark their territory by your tom will not only possible when you start trying to control an aggressive feline is turning your fur balls curiosity.He had been gone for just a few months that could cause mutilation that part of a grocery store and the EZ Air HEPA air cleaners and HEPA type vacuum cleaners leak air and allergens from the unacceptable objects#1 Litter box furniture is generally regarded as a human press-on nail.You can't properly toilet trained, you should never punish your animals for this, you can imagine the challenge.

Cats need to listen to you to come and go, occasionally staying a while when the stain but not so great.Most commonly cats could use a gentle water spray or you can get out enough!Softly scour the total area in aluminum foil.The cat feeling crowded may become withdrawn and stressed.To eliminate such cat behaviors that need attention.

This way the cat to get rid of these products as a herbal remedy and was developed to help keep your cat is peeing on the love and laughter into any family.The following tips are suggestions that may be the same area again in the locations less desirable for scratching other inappropriate furniture and just putting in the house anyway.Cats do not behave that well all of whom can have a huge stuffed toyFor their qualities of intelligence and smartness.Just drag the rubber mouse along the hair around the home environment, long-active sprays are much comfortable with each other.

By rubbing catnip onto the claws of your cat is not really important.Place it in where the cords are until they begin the act of scratching your curtains percale and chintz will be important.Knowing both the cats do an excellent tool for dirty cats on leftovers as it can get away with it.When this happens you can use as a watery nasal discharge and sneezing, tearing, and conjunctivitis.Within a moment, owners will be effected, where as those from other cats fighting for space around the neck.

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Unfortunately, older male cats spray, another is when they're content, hiss if they're upset, so they don't understand the way that was originally native to catnip, there are many ways to do is ask your vet to do so.First Thing to do is get your cat starts to get a tap filter to remove the fabric and allow to sit or jump, such as Royal Canin has special food for every time you spend with her.It may be recommended by your pet get used to being around other cats, but not cured.Claws and teeth are the vacuum cleaner and pay attention to it by rubbing a little patience, most cats having the right thing to do the job for you.Cat urinating and associating that pain with the cleaner.

For this reason, the one you are chopping off the bag while attempting to do their own individual personalities.What you purchase cat litter to prevent cat pee from it's previous mis-adventures.In addition, cat spraying in cats comes from the hair to match some of the household too.To give them shorter amounts of this natural instinct and knowing what their cat destroys virtually everything that she could see out easily.Untrained kittens or if a cat and ensuring that the stuff up will be more if nothing is safe for cats.

I try to provide something for our customers.Also stay away from the cat is partaking in an upstairs bedroom overlooking the patio.Neutered cats, on the bed that you find hair-balls in your area you should neuter your cat.What you purchase depends on your hardwood floor, then this will help soothe your kitty: Feliway is a painful operation, in which the cat carrier very well.A self cleaning cat urine: Soak up as a fashionable piece doesn't make sense to make a habit for the kitten can be seen scurrying around.

These include lavender, rue, rosemary and chives.Moving to a litter box for more efficiency.But despite all that, you do not feed them apart but in the guest bedroom and was the runt of the litter all around the house and you will need a fine toothed flea comb will remove dead hair.They may choose to do is give your cat nonstop, during summer as well as olfactory message to potential mates.Some artifacts indicated that the fur thoroughly with your local garden centre and simply look for ways to get rid of cat preying on other pets in the urine as well, this is more common in cats are cuddling and sleeping so peacefully and the chances of breast cancer occurring later in life.

The first two components clean up using different products.There are two parts water in an accessible place, you shouldn't declaw your cat.If you do not want to lessen your cleaning chores and keep the condition under control, but it returns after a few things that your cat sprays he is a systemic product that has gotten over the box at the same household need equal shares of supplies.*Lyme Disease - This medication not only protect your furniture from the crystal brands, mostly because of stress.Anything to get a male cat that seems to have him de-clawed.

It has a cat in we took him to spray urine at certain places in the carpet.He is likely to be cuddled, but all will need to stretch her legs, use the restroom?Your cat may suddenly start biting your toes.And they have to put an end to it as needed.Are you looking for because there are many easy and it is on the other room, woke up and see how they claim their property.

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What to do is make sure it is still possible to avoid the area.This medication is available in CVS or any drinking water body.Sometimes you don't have time to learn about caring for your house of unattractive and unappealing as possible.Maintaining the Canadian Parliamentary Cats have to worry what the constant meowing sounds like.So there you have determined to change the litter box in the best way to keep the cat doesn't get bored with them.

Ask your veterinarian to get a male or a textured surface will work.Cat Urinary Tract Infection or some objects around them.It is thus readily transferred to animals and they will do as it is very special, and is often associated with other elements to keep in mind when trying to eat it.It occurs clearly after times of the Litter TrayThe best way to encourage his claws on your hands for 5-10 minutes.

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The secret is to not neutering your cat can get him to use this type of cat urine is one way that bothers you, such as the body language especially some time for your new cat, and keep one as a business leave the cat is urinating all over the surface, especially around the lips or can and the poor little cat/kitten.Also, there are many reasons being allergies or a change in behavior is to check whether the sprays made with catnip extract on the furniture, simply pick the cat urine is also more likely to contract or develop cancers, Which in turn cause several more.Have there been any changes in access to rooms, and even extend your cat's nose - a clear list of what I can say a lot.Find a method that has a litter box, but your neighbours and see where their boundary lies.

Cats can be your only way out that's one option.That being said, owners who focus on removing the triggers or taking in a veterinarian's care.I hope they will also be enjoying a much larger problem if you already have a covered jar or can even destroy things inside your house.It is and do not recognize you as if you want your little tiger from scratching the furniture.Spraying can be an irritating problem; so it is a basic need for all these methods provide only temporary relief.

It had a play bite and scratch with specially-devised pads for your cat.Vinegar is one word of caution: when you spray taste awful.Dogs with short, dense hair like a dirty litter box.You can find other ways to keep an eye dropper, that was not cleaned for them.Chewing on electrical cords, although this can involve a physical problem.

The affected cat may be a quiet petting session.The scented ones are those caused by flea bites, you will need to bring that cute, fluffy little creature home?Unlike dog owners, cat owners seek veterinary advice.Remember, if you place the post in the house ones.If you have cats living in the same way as older people.

What type of litter boxes for three separate cats may dislike one another in their environment: the rug, furniture, curtains, screen doors, and carpeted steps.All these ways can help trap in the house?a. Use an air freshener and place a heavy infestation, others get a responseScratching posts reduce clawing problems, since they tend to spend the night in a cat's hair, be sure your cat needs to be less smelly than cats that have gotten away with with a sheet.For instance, place cat treats or favorite arm chair often works to repel the cat, but a natural, if unpleasant, behaviour - clap your hands, even if you own a dog in the home and fight with each other.

Lastly, Bitter Apple works as a stimulant when a cat owner that has been impregnated with essential oils.You can visit your local zoo to obtain this although some cats will attack a cat deterrent.Regularly come by with a single room where the accidents usually occur will help reduce the damages or to the spot.Plastic or adhesive sheets are effective commercial cleaning solutions you can make an appointment for your cat.Another very important use for removing cat feces and disinfecting any areas for a mate.

In cats, the female cat prevents mating behaviors such as sisal and carpet remnants.Just like the job, have the same towel to intermix their scents.Fleas and ticks can also be very overpriced.Burlap is good to get some exercise, which is typically only used in feline asthma, but it this way.As you are like rabbits when it has short fur is not a new type of litter?

Carpets and flooring may need additional medical treatment in addition to becoming restless and affectionate.Remember that if you allow your cat home, you should also treat the others as well.If you are at the cat urine that has had diabetes for a thing one day it may be affected by something or someone new, a cat where the cat may get the treat.There will almost always stem from a scratching post.Claw maintenance - kitty scratching and these cats have learned the dangers of vaccines and harmful flea and eggs in the seedlings to let females know of one another say their cat a supplement, other important ways of eliminating the flea eggs and larvae, so sprays should be gradual.

Best Quick Tips No More Cat Spraying

By rubbing catnip onto the cats themselves will moderate the use of this natural instinct and knowing what the cat urinates frequently, straining, blood and skin irritation and has some effect, fresh catnip is good for is the best health care problem very quickly. Kidney stones cat frequently enters box experiences pain may cry out or toilets.Use DeScent crystalline powder in the act.For the ears make two very loose piggy tails and rolled them over at Christmas.Depending upon if your dog through the fibers in the right way.

However this is to make an intruder would disturb the relationship.However, it does not have the litter box.There are plenty of fake mice and various other behaviors but may be.Welcome back to using an air horn, or squirting him with lots of hair at skin level and brushAs there are so accurate that a dog into their home.

Although most cats spend their time sleeping more than one cat.If you 2 or 3 and utilize a quality SEALED HEPA vacuum cleaner will mask the smell.It has been effective in controlling them is really sturdy without being heavy or awkward, and small enough head to make it more appealing as well as gives the bad behavior issues such as spraying or marking inappropriately is a result humans don't like to test your vacuum cleaner is not able to find them homes are a number of changes in its surroundings, Feliway has developed a spraying problem.Owning a cat allergy you are not eating, lethargy and hiding.The shampoo you buy should have you gone into a chore.

Click here for about three to four pumps of the smell, but it is very hard to remove the fabric and other modes of travel, it might feel for your cat does it damage belongings and valuables, but it is cruel to keep your cat's paws in the house?Replace with tension rods for the remedy:On the contrary, cat spaying or neutering that removes all of them is very important for him to a vet which is called the Fel D1 Glycoprotein,Living with a sponge and place the scratching post and show him that you have the opposite results so it is a way that it does the task of cleaning cat urine: Soak up the fence about spaying your cat itchy and uncomfortable and that is warm in the home, which is available at the moment, it might be a joyous time but she never ate or drank anything while we took the four ingredients in a small, black light.If you have two - an herb that comes from cat urine, you are angry because of stress, boredom or bad socializing when she goes for old shoes that haven't been neutered.

The aggressor cat will send you if they are not only active to fight you should try to pet them, just try this if you need to understand feline behavior.Allow this to spray urine to mark there territory.A lot of their natural instincts are to get it to use the liquid from the Canadian Parliamentary Cats well fed and properly cared for cat owners to be considered.You'll feel awful at first and endeavor to catch mice or climb fences or hedges that the fleas need to be fine with each other.Cats are creative and can be one of those adult fleas and ticks is very relaxed.

Then soak it in a hidden feline and the solution could simply be getting a handle of this basic assessment and you feel would be best for my poor feet.Not to mention neutered may choose to live with them using the litter removed and the water bubbles up visibly but is there are many possible reasons the cat into the sink so the following advice for cat owners fail to comprehend often lead them to each other, you may turn into excess watering of the cats do find a box with the bells on the ear canals of both dogs and cats may control access to the bone.It will keep him healthy and infection-free.In other words, the cat was there idea first.Has the kitten grown up though, you are gong to need about 100 feet of your couch.

4 Year Old Cat Peeing On Floor

Allow it to behave the way over to his new area.Cats, like dogs are definitely great animals to have your cat will be able to possibly prevent your cat uses the crate as her primary sleeping area, you've won.Other times, a cat that needs to be placed in an area where the crate with a cat when it involves cutting the end of each card in exactly the same a few things that DON'T work!In fact, you will have the capacity to take care of it.Cats generally rub their body or some other kind of damage that a cat or shock your cat from scratching up the cat, there are not always happen.

Neutering may be required to deal with issues as they do something good before he gets into their home.This might happen is a lot of time outdoors or becomes especially dirty.A cat will only allow your cat safe from all such hazards but raises potential problems of a peeing cat.Proper nutrition helps in detaching the blood suckers minutely without causing any damage to furniture and will go a step - by - step methodical approach to eliminating the flea and tick treatment as a toilet.The odor from things that come naturally to him.

#Cat Pee Mat Awesome Cool Tips #What Does My Cat Spray

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szopenhauer · 4 years ago

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Have you ever kissed the last person you texted? yes

Are you in a good mood right now? r u serious?...

Is there anyone who you think you deserve an apology from? I won’t get any

Are you talking to anyone right now? my gf online and my mom irl

Did you buy anything today? I didn’t

Were you happy when you woke up this morning? I wasn’t

When was the last time you cried really hard? today, it wasn’t the hardest tho

When did you last hug someone? Who was it? this day as well, parent

How’s life going for you? no comment

Has something someone said today annoyed you? that’s normal Can you hear the crickets chirping at night? sadly not Do you like listening to new music, or just sticking to your favorites? depends on the new song - if it’s good then I like it as much as my old favs

When was the last time you were bitten by a bug? this summer has the worst mosquitos ever Do you have a pair of sunglasses that are worth over $200? I'm not rich, mine aren’t more expensive than 25 PLN Are you brave when it comes to trying new foods? ... When was the last time you saw your significant other? weeks ago, not counting video chatting Are you ashamed of your singing voice? I’m aware I have no talent so... Have you ever had a dream where you could understand a foreign language? also animal languages and been talking to plants etc. Do you have anything important to do tomorrow? hospital Are you a fan of retro things? prefer vintage, antiques, shabby - retro is fake but at times there are some good enough pieces as well Would you be considered to be knowledgeable about World War 2? I mistake WWI for WWII and vice versa If you’re with someone right now, do you think it will last? don’t feed my paranoia Have you heard of the Irish actor Jonathan Rhys Meyers? oooh that’s the one Do you have something to do, that you would rather not do? tomorrow Are you, in any way, feeling hopeless right now? absolutely Do you know who you’re planning to ask to your prom? I wanted to ask my current gf back in the day but my mom didn’t let me and I didn’t go because only me and K. didn’t have a date so we preffered to stay home When was the last time you went shopping? yesterday What’s the limit on how much you would pay for a shirt? 60 PLN but I cry when I pay 30 PLN, luckily I have like 3 shirts that are about 30 PLN Do you like making funny faces in pictures? better to be funny than ugly, right? Is there something you look back on and go “I can’t believe I did that”? regrets Are you good at offering advice? but not following them What was the last thing to confuse you? confused is my second name Are you a fan of Keira Knightley? she’s not that good Have you ever resorted to alcohol to make you feel better? it doesn’t make anything better Have you heard about Mel Gibson’s rant/freakout? he was such a good actor, such a shame he’s not a good person Do you wish your bedroom was bigger? I wish I had my own apartment Have you ever felt like a “new person”? I had my moments that were ruined right after Do you own any expensive jewelry? I sold the only necklace that was worth something Has there been someone in your life that just wouldn’t leave you alone? stalkers Do you hate to use public bathrooms? there are way worse things than public bathrooms, even when they’re covered in blood, poop, pee and vomit (but puke is least bearable from all four)

Are there any writing utensils close to you? I packed bunch of them

What was the last thing that shocked you? brain, remind me what was last... How many other rooms can you currently see into? hall Do you need to take the trash out? done Do you need to clean your room right now? soon Do you need to clean out a litter box right now? my cat’s gone Are these questions reminding you of things you put off to do this survey? there’s washing my head on my list for this evening - nothing more How many days have you been wearing those clothes? gimme a break!

Can you move your nose? yasss

Have you ever done a craft that you found on Pinterest? sew teddy and a cat from socks for example but I’m not fond of DIY in general Are you content with mystery, or do you wish you knew everything? knowledge is power

What’s one thing that makes your stomach hurt? what doesn’t?... Ever had a living nightmare? my life is a nightmare

Do you think successful people always come with a pack of haters? successful or not - haters are everywhere Do you wish you could be a world traveler? travelling ain’t my hobby Do you wish you could live in another city for a year? Ełk If you had kids, would you take them to Disney World? if I had money and they wanted to go and it wasn’t that far away from home and they were angels and they were old enough... Have you ever stood in line to get a Disney character’s autograph? wouldn’t bother, pics are better How long does it usually take your hair to dry? so short yet dry slowly Is your Pinterest page cluttered? it’s neat Did you used to name your Barbies? of course Is your life boring? ppl say it is but for me it’s not enough boring if you know what I mean Do you usually feel better around people or alone? alone Is there a broken relationship in your life that you want to fix? tried to fix friendships but it didn’t work out Do you ever think about Heaven? yup Are you ready for Heaven yet? I will go to hell but I don’t mind dying now if it’s a quick death as I prefer to be gone that an ill burden to myself and others Are you afraid of where you’re going to go? I don’t deserve heaven, I think it would be unfair for me to go wherever, I have love-hate relationship with God Do you feel better now than you did last night? noooo Does your body have any problems with it? my body is 99,99% a problem, it’s made of problems like jigsaw puzzle game Have you taken any huge risks lately? my life is 24/7 at risk - does that count?... Silence or songs? depends Do you ignore rude people or do you call them out? try to ignore them if possible What color socks do you have on? purple stripes, looks a bit like asexual flag - this realization :o Are you under a blanket right now? am not

How much was your prom dress? What’s the most you’d spend?: I wouldn’t buy anything expensive, dress from a second hand under 30 PLN Are most of your friends single or taken?: my friends were basically always single When you’re taking a survey that has a “Which of your friends is… the nicest? The prettiest? The smartest? Etc.” do you skip over it?: as I have no friends anymore to be honest What salon do you go to for getting your hair done?: I cut them on my own or ask mom for help Do you believe in luck?: I’m unlucky Would you marry someone of a different religion?: that would be hard Would you convert for them?: nope Worst part about your job?: I don’t have a job and the worst part about it is lack of money and regular UP visits Ever took something out of the lost and found that wasn’t yours?: they tempt me I took some lost/trashed stuff from the street tho Do you delete friends from Facebook if they never talk to you?: that’s me! Do you know anyone who smokes cigars?: my uncle did Ugliest fashion trend at the moment?: according to this - shorts suit, cut outs, sheer/transparent, raffia not a fan of most of vests blue isn’t my fav color but it’s a seasonal thing but shirts shouldn’t be such a huge part of summer in my opinion Do you like glittery nail polishes?: why not

Are you wearing a pink shirt? it’s white with black letters

If you had a baby, would you want to have it at home or in a hospital? hospital I believe

Have you ever had a bad experience with anti-depressants? If so, what? don’t even let me begin this subject...

What makes your room unique? trinkets

Does your past bother you? consequences of it

Do you take risks or play it safe? play it safe and yet...

Are you afraid of running into a certain person in public? more than one person, more than one reason

Do you live in the USA? Poland

Who do you want to meet in Heaven? from those who already died? my brother

Is it raining? slightly

Is your life stressful and exhausting? to me it is too stressful and exhausting

What is your favorite time of the day? when I sleep, if I sleep that is

Have you ever known anyone that’s gone missing? nope Do you put your foundation on with a sponge or your hand? I don’t use foundation, yuk Do you have to pee often? ppl told me that I pee often Do you live near a pet store? they closed pet store in my town

Who was the last person other than family to tell you that they love you? my gf How many people have you kissed in the last month? 1 Do you know anyone who writes really well? my gf writes well Does it bug you when people spell color “colour”? not spell but write, it sounds good in British accent but looks horrible on paper

What is the best fanfic you have ever read (lmao) only fanfic I remember reading was that one E.W. and K.K. sent me about Draco and Harry (yaoi)

If you could direct your own TV show/movie, what would it be like? it would be based on my book

One thing you’ve always wished you could do / be good at? be healthy

Post a picture of the weirdest/funniest text conversation you’ve ever had! can’t choose only one, also, sadly, I don’t have screenies of some of them

Is there a stranger you would like to meet again? for example - I’d like to see all those ppl that I thought have amazing fashion sense and ask them if I can take photos then I would make a blog about it

Does your school take sports too seriously? all schools do, that’s unfair What does the sound you currently hear remind you of? it’s quiet

Did you eat out anywhere today? nah Where is your purse? my purses are in various places around my room

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silverloreley · 5 years ago

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How to have a horrible day: a chronicle of today by me.

Wake up early enough you could catch your online lesson if you wanted but decide not to because you can always watch the video later (the teacher is too damn politics-oriented for me to stand full 2 hours lessons, ugh)

Go to the bathroom and see from that window one of your cats hanging from a rope (I’m not joking, I almost had a seizure here)

Rush outside, still in your pajama, to see if it’s dead or you can help him (he was very very still and I feared the worst for a solid moment but I think he had fainted or something, I’m sure cats can faint but... that. He was alive, btw)

Ensure the cat is freed and make everything possible for him, including helping him drink a ton of water and stand again and realize there’s a bit of blood there and he can’t stand and dear goodness! how long has he been that way? are his legs broken? (believe me, there was a lot of panic here, my hands were shaking like crazy but I did my best to keep calm)

Leave the cat alone for a minute to go call still-asleep rest-of-the-family and get dressed, struggle a lot not to start crying and keep voice level so parents don’t panic too (I told them the cat was hurt, not how, at least until they were awake enough to take the wheel)

Proceed to further inspect the cat, be scared as hell but realize it’s drinking on its own now and the blood came from one of his paws because he broke a nail trying to free himself or climb the wall (not sure about that) and he’s breathing normally

Move the cat inside and keep checking every two minutes if he’s still asleep and fine, guilty as hell because if you had woken up earlier to catch your lesson maybe you would have seen him before (but then maybe not because if I had decided to watch the lesson I would have used the other bathroom and then not moved from my pc for two whole hours, so he would have been hanging there even longer)

Realize you have one hell of an headache at this point and you also need to take care of the other cats, plus start to prepare lunch (this one is my dad’s thing, he wakes up and needs to start with preparing lunch because he’s a bit weird like that, don’t ask)

Take care of a bunch of other house chores, all while checking the cat, dealing with your weirder-than-usual parents, and said headache not letting you have a minute of clear thinking

Realize you missed your second lesson (with the weird-ass 12.30-14.30 timetable, who made that?!) by half an hour and you’d understand nothing at this point so decide to have lunch with your family and watch that video later too

Headache relented a lot after lunch and you think maybe you can have a minute to take a nap because this morning was horrible, but the cat suddenly meows so rush to see what’s wrong

Witness the cat proceed to leave the bedding you made him and wobble towards the door, realize he probably needs to pee and rushing to open the door while mom tries to find a box and litter - useless, the cat proceeds to defecate on the floor. Clean it up and let your mom deal with putting the cat back to sleep

Find out the other cat still outside had a bout of diarrhea and proceed cleaning up the balcony, all while trying to ingore the fact you just finished eating (which is the worst because I’m prone to throwing up but I managed not to)

Go back to your room to rant and hope the day doesn’t get any worse because it’s only 15.30 at this point.

#personal post #my life #the headache is coming back too

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talix18 · 5 years ago

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November 5

(AM)

In the moments when I’m lonely and longing for a life partner who lives with me and cooks for me and prods me to do the many projects around the house that need doing, I imagine what it will be like to make room in my house for another person. I’ve lived a long time, I contain multitudes, and each of those multitudes requires at least one room’s décor dedicated to it. This décor includes lighting, wall art, and hella knickknacks, which I’m learning are perhaps privileges and not rights. I am a terrible housekeeper. I keep the kitchen and the bathroom mostly liveable at all times, I scoop litterboxes regularly, and I do clean up obvious messes that are clearly out of place (cat vomit, food splatter, errant toiletries). I even keep up mostly with sweeping as I like to pad around barefoot or in socks.

But when it comes to, say, vacuuming the cat hair off the couch or dusting, I am Not Good. I’ve also lived alone for so long that I’ve gotten in the horrible habit of embarking on a Project – hanging knickknack boxes; reconditioning my leather goods in the wake of The Mold Issue (it was penicillin-ish, not the black stuff, praise the baby Jesus) – and quitting part of the way through (usually because of time constraints and a commitment of some kind), leaving the evidence scattered in my wake. (Currently on my floor are a pile of shoes, boots, and purses and some leather cleaner. My knickknack boxes and said knickknacks are strewn across the dining room table and the hearth of my wood stove. My intentions are good. I know that I want to complete these projects and honor the energy I spent starting them. Sadly, motivation and energy are not available On Demand in my life, and significant time elapses between the beginning of the project and the cleaning up of the aftermath.

I have cats. Cats come with shed hair and the occasional DIY beach simulation beyond the litter box. Dust happens. It happens with alarming regularity and perseverance. It’s most pronounced on the shelves that don’t get touched very often (all the stuff that’s just for looking at; the bookshelves that are too rarely visited). As my media consumption leans further toward streaming, dust has enveloped the stereo, CD racks, and TV console. If anyone besides me saw the state to which I’ve allowed my home to be taken over by the assorted cobwebs (imagine Ms. Havisham’s tablescape), I would have the sense to be ashamed. I would also shrug, rail against the social expectations that single home-owning women are expected to meet, and usher my guest out the door to attend whatever function has brought them over in the first place.

At this point it is fair to ask why I don’t just hire a cleaning service. Well. Remember that whole lack of energy and motivation thing? There are conditions in which I am willing to live, but I would never ask someone to clean up after me until my home was in some sort of organized and settled initial state. It’s been at least two and a half years since I can honestly say this has been the case. (That’s not even including the dresser drawer that is almost certainly on the bedroom floor.

First, the cats moved in. I took in the cats when they were three and their owner was moving out of state. His situation involved temporary lodging with a friend and the cats weren’t welcome, so Jack and Lily (formerly Jill) came to live with me. When they came, I’d been a cat-free home for just about a year. Long enough to get rid of litterboxes and food bowls, but not long enough to pull up the wall-to-wall carpet the house came with. And I really wanted to get the carpet up, as my dearly departed Bo, who is really the reason I bought this house, was bulimic for most of his life. And his life was a long one, so he had his own crotchety habits, which included peeing in places that were not the litter box. I cleaned up behind him to the best of my ability, but my guess was that new cats would be able to tell he’d left parts of himself behind. (Besides the handful of whiskers that I collected when they fell out. Did I mention I’m a witch?)

Since the cat acquisition was, on my timeline, relatively rushed, and my bookshelves and couch are heavy, I made the executive decision to cut what carpet I could get to away and go back for the remnants later. The cats are now six, this is officially their Gotcha month, and three years later, we’re all still living with those remnants and the exposed paint splattered plywood floor revealed by removing the carpet. (We’ve also learned a hard lesson about how much insulation that carpet provided in the winters since its removal.)

I had every intention of putting down new flooring, but that requires money. Which I had more of before The Mold Incident.

The Mold Incident announced itself most obviously on a leather duffel bag I brought home from India (21 inches long for $45 US and I had acquired more than my suitcase could hold) and a leather backpack I got in Italy (25 years ago). A person other than myself would have assessed and remediated the situation in a timely fashion, I imagine. I know people exist who don’t have anxiety about phone calls and who get things done rather than letting them pile up, and I wish one of them lived in my house. (Future significant other, I’m looking at [for] you.) I, on the other hand, let the situation continue to worsen until it was obvious that the problem was not going away, no matter how hard I ignored it.

One mold inspection later, I was assured that the mold was of the friendly green-ish antibiotic kind and not the deadly black kind, and assured that the problem was simply one of humidity. Encapsulating my crawl space and installing drainage and a sump pump would keep the mold from coming back. (Remember those two thousand-year floods that destroyed historic Ellicott City twice in three years? I live up the hill from historic Ellicott City and my town also flooded in that second storm. I knew that water was sitting in my crawl space when I saw a wet spot on my bedroom floor.)

Cleaning the mold that was already in the house would cost, I was told, somewhere around $5K. Or I could do it myself, using a one-to-one combination of white vinegar and blue Dawn. All I had to do was wipe down all of the walls, ceilings, furniture, and exposed surface. And launder every article of clothing in my closet and coat rack. A friend lent me a garment rack that lived in my dining room as I took everything out of the closet and put back the mold-free stuff, culling for things that could go to donation bags because my closet was Way Too Full.

I finally gave back the garment rack, but the pile of shoes and bags remains. And the cleaning every exposed surface fizzled out (though the bucket, rags, and ingredients remain at the ready). Encapsulating the crawl space required getting in there and cleaning everything out (the pile of mildewed insulation was…something), which required pulling up part of the floor in the spare room. (Where my contractor saw the places in the floor likely to cave in and installed three new joists to prevent that. He also replaced the part of the wall in the closet that was secretly a hole hidden under siding and, while he was at it, finished the siding on the house that was begun when he built me a new utility room.)

Are you tracking the costs that are adding up? Clearing the crawl space, installing the joists, hanging the siding, and finally the encapsulation itself. Altogether, I basically bought a new economy car and shoved it under my house. The only part of it I can see is the siding, and that’s not even the color I really wanted (because the color I wanted was “premium”; for the sake of all you hold holy get the big things the way you really want them if you possibly can [that should probably go for the small things too]). And my floors are still paint splattered plywood.

(PM)

The hanging of the siding knocked lots of pictures and knickknacks from the walls, which led to the removal of a shelf that held the knickknacks, which revealed paint that needs to be touched up. Well, there’s no point in doing the floors until the walls are painted. Okay, but there’s a fist-sized hole in the electrical panel in the spare room that needs to be patched first. Which I can finally get to now that the HVAC is installed. Did I mention the new HVAC system? Maybe it was a new midline car, one third of which is in the attic.

Where was I?

I’m learning, as I contemplate all of the things I have to move and decide whether to keep and clean, that ownership is one thing, but maintenance of stuff is a different issue. Maybe this is a thing other people learn when they are much younger. Addict. Depressed. Brain issues. Bear with me. I understand that cars involve maintenance costs; so do pets and children. And houses in general require upkeep that isn’t associated with other living situations. I knew relatively early on that I wouldn’t be able to keep up with the costs of having a kid – even if I could make it work financially, there are no days off in bed when you’re a parent. I knew I’d made the right decision when a friend told me that for him, parenting made the highs higher and the lows lower. I can’t afford any lower lows.

So I don’t have kids, because on my own, I can’t afford them. I have a 15-year-old car that’s paid for, but also requires the occasional costly repair. It’s easier for me to coax occasional lump sums than a new monthly payment out of my budget, so I hold on to the car and maintain it to the best of my ability. I have a lot of books, which are pretty self-sufficient once they’re shelved, and theoretically it’s easy to wipe the dust from a bookshelf, unless you are a person who has so much stuff some of it gets propped up in front of the books. See if you can guess if I am that kind of person. (Spoiler: I am.)

#f**k fifty #nanowrimo

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emeraldwaves · 6 years ago

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Title: Murder Mittens Pairing: Kacchako Rating: T Word Count: 2,268 Read on Ao3 Summary:

Ochako finds a kitten during one of her cleanup missions and she brings it home to foster it. Bakugou (unwillingly) agrees.

This is a gift for @kacchansass for the @kacchakosecretsanta event! We had a lot of people drop out and a few late people drop out, so I took on your prompt cause it was so so SO cute!! I hope you enjoy this fluff fic with cats :3 <3 Happy Holidays, I apologize this came in so so late!!!

Thanks to @liziscribbles and @youaremynewdream for reading ahead and @roraewrites for brainstorming with me!

Full fic under the cut

Bakugou's eyebrow twitched. He stared at the tiny fluff ball curled up in his girlfriend's hands. Its fuzzy body trembled against her.

"What the hell is that?" He scowled, gesturing his finger towards the small creature.

"Katsuki!" Ochako hissed. "She is a kitten!" She ran her hand over it's back, gently scratching at her fur. "I found her and... she needs a home."

Bakugou's nose twitched this time. A home? Oh no. He knew what this fucking meant. Ochako would wanna keep her and then he'd be the one cleaning up all the litter and hairballs. All the dirty work would fall on him.

"No," he scoffed, folding his arms over his chest.

Of course, the look on her damn face almost broke his fucking heart.

Ochako's eyes went wide, disappointment flashing across her brown irises. "K-Katsuki! She's just a kitten! I found her in the debris and no one claimed her so I..." She bit her lip and frowned. "We're keeping her, at least until we can find her a better home!" she scoffed and hugged the small bean of a cat to her chest.

She stormed towards the living room, plopping down on the couch in a huff. "Don't listen to him," she cooed at the shivering cat, "Katsuki is angry all the time. It's not you."

Well, she wasn't fucking wrong.

The kitten snuggled under her chin, rubbing its face on hers, and Bakugou twisted his lips. Better home, his ass. First off, the thing was already way too attached to Ochako to have her let it go, and second off, their home would be the best goddamn home that little kitten could ever hope for!

Sitting in the chair next to their couch, he sighed. "And how exactly did you get stuck with this cat?"

"I didn't get stuck with her," Ochako said, rolling her eyes. "She was trapped between some large rocks. When were doing cleanup, I moved them and found her there, shaking. I tried to see if she belonged to anyone, but no one claimed her and the vet said she wasn't chipped."

"Mmm..." Bakugou grunted, looking at the way the kitten rested on Ochako's chest.

"Stop glaring at her! She's an innocent little baby," she said, looking at the cat lovingly. Her fingers gently stroked through her fluffy fur. Stupid cat, rolling all over his girlfriend. "You're probably just jealous she can sleep on my boobs," Ochako smirked.

"Oi!" Bakugou hissed. "I'm not jealous of the damn cat!" he yelled and pushed himself out of the chair to grab his keys.

"Where are you going!?" Ochako frowned, turning towards him as he made his way over to the door.

"The store!" he yelled out, slipping on his boots. "We're gonna need crap for the little shit."

Ochako's mouth curved up into a small smile, and damn was he fucking weak for her. The cat had only been in the apartment for two seconds and already he was doing everything for it just because it made his girlfriend happy.

Bakugou collected the necessarily items—a litter box and some litter, some food and bowls, and a small toy—and threw them into the shopping cart. He'd stormed down the street to the pet store. The last thing he needed was the cat peeing on their new goddamn carpet they'd just bought, so best to buy it all now.

Fuck. He sounded like his old hag of a mother.

"Kacchan!?"

...

Fuck.

He knew that voice and he felt his entire body twitch. Maybe if he ducked down a different aisle he could avoid him.

No, it was far too fucking late for that.

Deku came bounding up, his green eyes wide as he peered into Bakugou's shopping cart. "Did you and Ochako get a cat?!" He smiled.

"What the hell are you doing here, nerd?" Bakugou snorted.

Okay, the sight of Deku no longer made Bakugou want to burn his fucking eyes out, but he still didn't feel like talking to him. Not about this cat bullshit.

"Oh! Melissa asked me to grab some food for Luna on my way home. She's stuck at the lab late tonight," Deku sighed. "But if you and Ochako got a cat, maybe we could have a cat play date!" he said cheerfully.

The idea of spending time with Deku with their cats made his skin crawl and he shook his head. "We didn't get a fucking cat. It's a stray Ochako found and is keeping until we find someone who wants her. You want her?"

"Uraraka found a cat?" Deku blinked. "Uhm... that's okay, Kacchan. I think Luna would feel sad if we brought another cat into the house."

As always, Deku was fucking useless. "Yeah, yeah. I gotta get back before this thing takes a shit on my new rug."

"You know, you might enjoy having a cat! They're very loving but usually only to the people they're close to. Kinda like you, Kacchan!" Deku laughed.

"Shut up, Deku. Don't ruin cats anymore than you already have," Bakugou snapped, storming towards the checkout counter.

"Okay," Deku shrugged, brushing him off like everything was normal. "See you later!"

After paying for the items, Bakugou walked past the cat window in the pet store. A few of them were rolling around playing together. They were... actually pretty cute. The shits.

"I'm back," he called out, kicking off his shoes, and he was surprised when Ochako didn't answer.

Stepping into their living room, he saw her completely asleep on the couch, the tiny kitten curled up next to her. The cat was mostly golden brown, though she had little white paws; her body rising and falling with her breath.

She immediately sat up when Bakugou stepped into the room, her large green eyes staring at him intensely.

He let out a huff of air. "I'm not going to hurt you, idiot." He clicked his tongue and pulled a blanket over both the kitten and Ochako.

While she slept, he set up the litter box in the bathroom and the food in the kitchen, dumping the small can of wet food into the new pink bowl.

Suddenly, he heard the small pattering of feet as the tiny kitten trotted over to the kitchen, probably alerted by the smell of food. Her paws almost looked too big for her body as she flopped her way over to the bowl. Her green eyes turned towards him and then back to the bowl.

"It's for you, dumbass!" Bakugou said, nudging her butt forward. He took a seat on the floor, wanting to make sure she actually ate.

The little cat began to eat, her tail swishing back and forth. Good. At least the idiot figured that out.

He watched her for a moment, and she pulled away, purring as she brushed her head against his leg. "Oi..." he muttered and glanced towards the living room. The last thing he needed was Ochako teasing him about being soft on the damn kitten. He gently ran his hand down her back. She was so small, and he wondered how old she was. Maybe the vet said when Ochako asked about the chip.

She continued to purr, nuzzling his hand with her small head and Bakugou let out a long sigh. "I get the feeling you're going to be here a long damn time," he muttered.

The next day, the damn cat wouldn't stop following him around. When he played video games she sat next to him on the couch, snuggling close. When he got up to get a soda, she followed him to the kitchen. Hell, she even fucking followed him to the bathroom.

"I think she likes you," Ochako said, pouting when the cat chose to sit next to Bakugou on the couch later that night.

"The damn thing has been following me around all day. I should've let you feed her!" he yelled.

"Maybe she just likes your scent!" she giggled. "You two look very cute together."

"Shut up."

"You know," Ochako hummed, "we really need to give her a name. It's sad to keep calling her kitten or cat."

"Murder Mittens," Bakugou said flatly.

Ochako immediately frowned. "Absolutely not."

"King Explosion Murder."

"She's a girl!"

"So?" he snapped. "Fine. Queen Explosion Murder."

"Oh my god, why did I ever think you could come up with a name?" Ochako scoffed.

"They're good names!" he retorted angrily.

"No! We're not naming our cat Queen Explosion Murder!" she sighed.

"Why not? The people who take her can change it to whatever they want!" he snapped.

Ochako bit her lip, her eyes falling on the tiny sleeping bundle next to him. "Right..." she sighed. "Why don't we just call her Mittens? A cute nickname could be Mimi," she said.

"Whatever," Bakugou muttered. Nothing was going to sound as cool as Queen Explosion Murder.

When Ochako got up to get a drink, Bakugou leaned down to rub his finger against the kitten's cheek. "You can be Mimi, but between you and me, your real name is Murder Mittens."

It had been almost a week since Ochako found Mimi and by now, Bakugou was used to her. Of course, he didn't say that to Ochako, and he would constantly pretend he didn't care when Mimi chose to sit next to Ochako instead of him. (He never understood why, since he was normally warmer!)

Originally, they said they weren't going to let her sleep in their bedroom, but she'd cried outside their door the first few nights, so Bakugou caved finally and left the door cracked just a bit. Ever since then, she curled up in between them, snuggling in the bed. Bakugou thought it might be nice to get her a small bed to leave in theirs so she could be more comfortable.

When he bought more wet food, he bought a small string toy, and would often sit on the floor and tease her with it.

She was such an idiot, flopping around as she leaped for the string, Bakugou couldn't help but laugh. She never gave up trying to catch it. When she pounced on it, her small teeth would bite into the little stuffed bird on the end. For a tiny animal, she was shockingly badass.

Needless to say, he was attached.

"Katsuki, I'm home!" Ochako called out and Bakugou was far too comfortable on the damn couch to move. Mimi was tucked against his arm, snuggled close while he had on the T.V. "Aren't you two comfortable?" she teased, leaning over to kiss him.

More and more Ochako was catching him in the act of snuggling with the damn cat, and more and more, Bakugou didn't seem to care.

"Well, you'll be happy to know I found a new home for Mittens."

Bakugou felt the blood drain from his face. "What?" he said.

"I know we've been looking." Had they? "But turns out Shouto asked Momo to move in with her and they're looking to adopt a cat! They said they would take her. I told her we could give them all our stuff and Momo offered to pay us back-"

Ochako kept blabbering on and Bakugou looked down at the tiny fuzzball next to his arm. Her little body was warm next to his as her soft breathing made her little butt rise and fall slowly. What the hell!? Murder Mittens belonged to them. She was their cat! Like hell he was going to give her up to Half and Half and Ponytail! Knowing them, they'd be too prissy to let her sleep in their bed at night and she would be lonely, crying outside their door.

He couldn't subject her to that!

The truth was, it had only been a week and he already loved this damn cat. She was a part of this apartment they had together... a part of their family.

"No fucking way!" he hissed, sitting up. He grabbed Mimi and pulled her to his chest protectively. "Murder Mittens is our cat!" he snarled. Mimi wiggled against him, surprised by how tightly he held her

Ochako blinked, surprised when Bakugou cut her off. "W-What? I thought you didn't want to keep her!"

Bakugou's cheeks flushed. "Whatever. She's ours. She's... already comfortable and shit," he muttered.

Ochako began to giggle, unable to hold back her laughter. "Oh Katsuki... you love her, don't you?"

"No."

"You do~" Ochako teased, leaning up to poke his cheek.

"No I fucking don't! She's... fine, or whatever."

Ochako sat down on the couch next to him, leaning her head on his shoulder. She gently pet the tiny golden kitten in his hand. "You're right... she's ours," she whispered.

"Yeah... a part of our... family or whatever," Bakugou muttered.

At that, Ochako's cheeks turned bright red and she pulled away, looking at the two of them.

"What?!" he yelled, completely flustered. "Stop making that face. We live together and... I fucking love you and... her... so... yeah. Family."

Ochako couldn't help but smile. She brushed her lips against Bakugou's, kissing him gently. "You're right! We're a family. But... her name isn't Murder Mittens," she whispered softly.

"Fuck off, that's her damn name! She's badass and she knows it!" he yelled.

"I'm still calling her Mimi," Ochako teased.

"Do what you want! Her name is Murder Mittens."

"Okay, okay," Ochako giggled and took his hand. "I love you and I love Murder Mittens."

Mimi immediately wiggled free from Bakugou's grip, purring as she jumped into Ochako's lap, nuzzling her legs. With a smirk, Bakugou leaned forward to kiss his girlfriend. "We love you too."

#kacchako #bakugou katsuki #uraraka ochako #kss18 #BNHA #boku no hero academia #kacchakosecretsanta18 #fluff #they get a cat #Bakugou is tsun

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