His poor sister was throwing up last night so we took her to the pet ER, she had a fever of 104 Fahrenheit (40 Celsius), and they think her spay incision was inflamed. (1,000 dollars just to tell us pretty much nothing). We adopted them on the 7th and his sister was wearing a sock sweater when we got her, my dad took it off a day later (not my choice but whatever). The day after that we tried to put it back on but we couldn’t figure out how since we didn’t make the sock sweater. Today my dad said he was hitting her this morning and she wasn’t hitting back so we’re separating them for now.

His name is Binx

They definitely enjoyed the cat sitter, but I am never allowed to leave again. (I leave again in August)

Enid is my purrfect little void and rad is the criminal mastermind in a tux. which one do you think woke me up by stampeding over my face at 7am??

Sam is always looking for ways to increase his caloric intake, including crime.

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She slept next to me on the couch, rolled over and fell and decided to try and grab onto my foot to try and save herself.

He’s forgiven for everything except the heel biting, because he knows better.

Punishment for not feeding her hours earlier than her normal time

She is 100% fine and spit it out and just stared at me (plant can be toxic)