Okay, I know you are lonely and retired, old man. But you have been feeding my cats something that makes them sick for a while. Like they were puking and diareaing around before I left for Tokyo, and they are still doing it. And the main x factor is your doting self, cause I haven't changed brands of food.
And the other day, when I whistled for the cats and they came running from your yard as usual, I got curious. So I went and looked and saw that you have made a house for them in your yard. That is creepy. Don't do that.
So I guess I will say something like that tomorrow.
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Oh man, your kitties are still sick? That's too bad. Good luck talking to your neighbor. I agree that the kitty house he's made for them is more than a little creepy. But lonely old people can go a little strange...
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Again, good luck!
Bad creepy neighbor!
ReplyDeleteI can totally relate, I had a similar experience with a cat I had when I was a teenager. The most frustrating aspect tends to be no matter how much you talk to them, they keep doing it. I wish you the best of luck and hope your kitties are feeling better.
It's been a while since you posted the creepy old man trying to feed your cats who knows what, how are they? I have loved every step of the way on the Claytonian bridge to my bliss. My cat JavaBean is lying next to me in severe discomfort due to the fact he has a gaping wound, probably from some old creepy neighbor. He and my dog Sabacca are the loves of my life. Oh and sorry about your heart being squozen again... much love and peace to you and your kitties. Taking mine soon to dewound. That's a new word isn't it?
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