ink

this is ink.
ink came to live with me on february fifteenth of 2006.

ive never really been a cat person. cats are for girls and homos.

and even if i am a kindagurlyhomo, im still not into cats.
i know its in the charter rules of the HomoOfAmericas that every faggot must have a cat, im still not into cats.

well, i was tooling around on the FreeCycle maillist. (an aside) u should really check out FreeCycle and Craig's List too. its where a bunch of people who have stuff they dont need and they post it and you want it and you go get it for free... fREecyle... get it. im furnishing my whole apt with stuff. i gotta an unused one year old still in the plastic queen size bed set... now THAT was a find, most of the stuff is shit, but if your patient, you can find some nifty stuff.

anyhoo, so im tooling around FreeCycle, and up pops up this post about a sixmonth old furball who needs a home. i paused and reread the post and thougt to myself, kerris, your not into cats, your goin to get a dog next month, your really not into cats... and so i got up grabbed my keys and went and got the furball.

i bring him home, he hops out of his carrier, looks around and makes some satisfied noises and then hops up on the bed, plops on MY pillow and proceeds to nap for two hours. this is highly unusual behaviour for a kitten, and even an adult cat. the cats that have lived with me usually lived behind the couch or under the bed for three months after arriving home before coming out and being part of the family. this fucker just came in, looked around and said, this will do...

ive had alot of animalsl in my life. and ive had alot of animals all at the same time, too... so my house is usually run like a bootcamp and there are lots of rules and regualtions that all furry and featherd peoples of the home must abide by... or they are shipped off to the family farm. i truly love all the peoples who come to share my home... but im not gooshy with em, and i dont dress em up, and i dont look at a pile of poop and say "OOOOOOOOOO LOOK WHAT PINKY DID".... naw, i screeeeeeeeeeeeeeech really loud and chase the offending one out the door...

so, i figger i give the cat food, water and some toys and some scritches once in a while and everybody will be happy....

no, this is what has happened...

ive not put down the kitten for two days strait and im beginning to do baby talk, and every 3 mins my wittlebaby gets a twwweat... jeesh, im not that butch to begin with, and now ill never ever have a chance at it... (sigh)

i dont know when this happened... i think its cuz hes so just silky and slinky and he just loves you back sooooooo good...

the first thing he did to me when we met was give me a BIG headbump... i heard in catlanguage that is about the highest compliment one can receive from a cat...

hes a better lover than i am... and he likes to get under the covers and scootch up close and lay his head on the pillow just like a human... its cool...

im very glad your here, ink. i was startin to get lonely.

ive always known that i do better as a pair, and so far, the loneliness has been minimal... but anykind of loneliness still hoits a bit... so im glad to have ink here.. he's a good boy...

sincerely
igottaKat

ps
the pic is the only decent pic i could get of him... you ever try to take a pic of a kitten who's just ate a lb of catnip? it aint easy, ill tell you that...