What is this thread all about?
Just a place for general discussion. A place to unload whats on your mind and talk about anything - personal, health, help needed, achievements, daily highs and daily lows, theories, predictions and what have you.
Does not need to be Q related.
Link to Yesterday's General Chat in case anyone had unfinished business there ;)
😂🤪 not to mention I was pulling pieces and parts of the dead mouse out of the roller before I just decided to Chuck it all and wait till I can buy a new one - not ever going to reuse that thing!
And maybe program it for daytime operation, to catch any problems sooner. Good you can laugh about it! Thanks
So funny! Thanks for sharing!
Omgoodness - I totally missed this reply - Love love this story - and your cat will probably protect you, your car and your house, and maybe learn to drive the car? 😂🤷♀️
🤣🤣when I first met my husband I had a black cat who had been my best bud for three years. I had found him outside a pet store trying to get in When he was a kitten and adopted him once I advertised and couldn’t find an owner. had moved with him several times and he stayed with me and never took off, I took him riding in my car alot and walked him on a leash in parks. I even took him out on a lake on an air mattress with me with several layers of towels under him and he slept on my waterbed with me. I worked as a zero operator for GTE in my apartment where I lived at one point. I would stand in front of my dresser that had a mirror on top to get my hair and makeup done for work, many times not yet dressed. Since I liked to carry him on my shoulders behind my neck alot, he thought it was OK (numerous times) to launch himself from my bed into my back and dig his claws in to climb to my shoulders. Very painful. I’ve had asthma my entire life and one night, I woke up with a severe attack in the middle of the night, reached for my inhaler and it was empty. I drove myself the three blocks to the hospital in hopes of getting a refill. Next thing I knew, they were sticking needles in my arms and kept me for three days. They said I was in bad shape. They ran allergy tests and cats came back at top of list. I had grown up in such an allergy infested environment and always horrible sickly with cats in the house along with everything else I was allergic to (wood smoke, dust, mold and then the pollens outside) that I had never been tested for cats and we had two indoors. I still kept him as he was my best bud but when I met my husband he sensed that my husband wasn’t a cat person and he snuck out of our new apartment two weeks after we moved in and though I searched for him for months, I never found him.
Aww that's sad that he left and you never found him again. I too have a black cat (probably the most problematic cat I've ever had, but I still love him) and whenever he escapes the house or his harness outside we go crazy searching for him because we don't trust him in the slightest. He's a very crafty cat. He loves to sleep out in our car too, we roll down the windows a bit so he gets fresh air and can smell and hear all the things outside, but he's very good when in cars, he doesn't try to escape there (go figure). This cat is also so big and muscular that sometimes we wonder if other people think he's a tiny black panther.
I also wonder sometimes if God sent him to me when I most needed a companion and took him back once I married my husband as God knew I was then ok without him any more. At that time in my life when I found him, I really struggled with lonliness, feeling unloved and depression so great I wanted most times to die. I had moved out on my own at nineteen when my sibling were all really young, my youngest brother was two then. My mom thought even though I worked full time and hadn’t committed any crimes, never did drugs that I was a bad influence and had told me to stay away. I was only allowed over for the occasional birthday party, not even Christmas, Easter, other holidays or my own birthday. It was really hard. That’s why Charlie was so good for me and I took him everywhere. To this day, I barely have a relationship with my siblings even though I have prayed for years to have a real relationship with them. I am closest to my older brother from my dad’s first marriage even though I didn’t get to know him til I was 21 when I lost my job and apartment ( after an emergency that kept me hospitalized for two weeks ). He took me in. Before that, I had seen him maybe five times in my life.
That cat (Charlie) that I had (named by my roommate and charge as she was wheelchair ridden from muscular dystrophy and I was her caregiver) was a wayyy better judge of character than I. When I was dating, if the guy turned out to be a creep or jerk, Charlie knew first and wouldn’t even go in the same room, if they turned out nice, he was all lovey and friendly toward them. I should’ve listened to him as I would’ve saved myself alot of heartache.
Yep. I gave him baths regularly too, but I started when he was little