chatterbox24
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ORIGINAL: soul2share Annie, the cat my parents ended up with when I went into the Army was VERY territorial. She would literally growl like a dog when someone came to the house. It took me a long time to locate one of those joke "attack cat" signs.......people thought it was funny until they actually saw her. She'd sit there and growl and stare at the "interloper". My mom did sewing out of the house, and when folks came over to drop off or pick up their items, she'd follow them in the house until they left. And my mom also babysat.....14 kids, 8 of them under the age of 5. They'd get running around being too loud, and Annie would simply sit in their running path and when the kids came tearing thru, they'd see her and the first one in line would stop, and the rest of them behind her would run into the one in front....like a chain reaction. Annie definitely ruled the roost. And she absolutely HATED my brother in law....who loves animals, and Annie eventually up moving into their house when my parents went out on the road. One day, he was scolding my nephew and Annie went after him, got between them and bit him. Annie weighed about 30 pounds, and when she bit, she went for the meaty part of the body, bit deep, and then hung there, deadweight. Since the first reaction was to pull away, you'd rip the shit out of yourself.....trust me, I know that firsthand. No one really knows why she was like she was, she had a bad attitude, loved my niece and nephew, and her best bud was a cockatiel. When she finally had to be put down due to cancer, she was brought home and buried under her favorite tree in the backyard by the same man that she hated with a passion, and my dad. They were both in tears. I just laugh at every person who tells me that cats aren't good people pets. I have always had a cat or two, or 5, and not a single one of them were the same. Right now, I have two brothers, and they aren't even close to being alike. But every one of them meet me at the door when I come in, and they talk to me and there is no doubt that they love me. They may be a pain in the butt sometimes, but who isn't? Oh thank you for that story! Comical!!!! I had a 4th of July party, and the challenge became who would be Tiara's, my cats friend. She attacked everyone who approached her!!! except one man, my friends Mexican husband. Maybe she doesn't like white people? LOL. IM white though. What was funny though, she did let him pet her, and sat pretty without any attitude, but when he stopped petting her she smugly started walking away, looked over her shoulder and did her signature HISS AND SPIT! She did a good job entertaining the guests. LOL.
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I am like a box of chocolates, you never know what variety you are going to get on any given day. My crazy smells like jasmine, cloves and cat nip.
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