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HarderFaster Forums >> Lighthearted Banter >> My cat's annoyed. Author Pages (4):  1  2  [3]  4      Maria. Dub girl. Registered: Jun 2003 Posts: 39684 - Threads: 962 Location: S. Wales Quote: Slink. wrote on 18-05-2011 01:52 PM Quote: ceekay wrote on 18-05-2011 01:47 PM Yup! On top of that, I know of some other pets on there he could make friends with +1 +2 Report this post to a moderator | IP: Logged 18-05-2011 13:53 PM Slink. Algie knows.... Registered: Oct 2002 Posts: 75614 - Threads: 1752 Location: 2016 Winner Member Winner Smoothest Operator Quote: Maria. wrote on 18-05-2011 01:53 PM Quote: Slink. wrote on 18-05-2011 01:52 PM Quote: ceekay wrote on 18-05-2011 01:47 PM Yup! On top of that, I know of some other pets on there he could make friends with +1 +2 liek You put on your brave face and slip over the road for a jar Fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar Laughing too loud at the rest of the world with the boys in the crowd You hide hide hide behind petrified eyes Report this post to a moderator | IP: Logged 18-05-2011 13:53 PM Matt V2.0 Registered: Apr 2002 Posts: 17728 - Threads: 847 Location: Surrey 2016 Honourable Mention Party Animal Can't resist: The Dog's Diary 8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing! 9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing! 9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing! 10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing! 12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing! 1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing! 3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing! 5:00 pm - Dinner! My favorite thing! 7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing! 8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing! 11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing! The Cat's Diary Day 983 of My Captivity My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now ... Report this post to a moderator | IP: Logged 18-05-2011 14:37 PM Bungle Slowly losing my... Registered: Sep 2002 Posts: 7611 - Threads: 135 Location: Back in the Big Smoke Quote: Matt wrote on 18-05-2011 02:37 PM Can't resist: The Dog's Diary 8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing! 9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing! 9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing! 10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing! 12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing! 1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing! 3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing! 5:00 pm - Dinner! My favorite thing! 7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing! 8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing! 11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing! The Cat's Diary Day 983 of My Captivity My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now ... lol Upcoming Gigs - None Report this post to a moderator | IP: Logged 18-05-2011 14:40 PM josie Registered: Jun 2004 Posts: 21694 - Threads: 1268 Location: London haha that is funny there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst... And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life... You have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure. But don't worry... you will someday Report this post to a moderator | IP: Logged 18-05-2011 14:47 PM ceekay venomous fairy Registered: Feb 2010 Posts: 39935 - Threads: 1064 Location: In a wide open space 2016 Winner Thread Honourable Mention Member Matt A little rudeness and disrespect can elevate a meaningless interaction to a battle of wills and add drama to an otherwise dull day. (Calvin, of & Hobbes fame) Report this post to a moderator | IP: Logged 18-05-2011 14:59 PM K8-e Registered: Feb 2004 Posts: 12110 - Threads: 418 Location: Quote: ceekay wrote on 18-05-2011 02:59 PM Matt This ^ lol Report this post to a moderator | IP: Logged 18-05-2011 15:23 PM Matt V2.0 Registered: Apr 2002 Posts: 17728 - Threads: 847 Location: Surrey 2016 Honourable Mention Party Animal Quote: Matt wrote on 18-05-2011 02:37 PM Can't resist: The Dog's Diary 8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing! 9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing! 9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing! 10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing! 12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing! 1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing! 3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing! 5:00 pm - Dinner! My favorite thing! 7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing! 8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing! 11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing! The Cat's Diary Day 983 of My Captivity My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now ... Supplemental post to prove how wiley cats are, this one masqueraded as a neighbour's cat for a trip to the vets to get some anti-anxiety meds https://www.boredpanda.com/guy-steals-neighbors-cat-clarke-gayford/ Quote: Man Accidentally Kidnaps Neighbour’s Cat Thinking It Was His Cats can be pretty quiet creatures, minding their own business and generally just doing their cat thing. For this reason, I guess that mixing your own cat with another identical-looking kitty can almost be understandable, although you really should know better. Check out this New Zealand man’s Twitter story about his friend, who did just that and thought that his neighbour’s cat was his own, and was just acting a bit weird lately. It’s a bizarre series of events involving a vet, drugs and a pretty freaked out neighbour, but all’s well that ends well. Report this post to a moderator | IP: Logged 16-10-2017 17:46 PM All times are GMT. 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