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Alright, it’s the thread everyone needs:
Photos of my angry cat.
Photos of my angry cat.
Chopsticks, aka Stix, is a 12 year old barn cat I adopted during undergrad. I rescued his feral mom and sister when they were two days old. Mom + sister hated me, Stix *literally* hated them, so I kept him. This is the only sweet photo you’ll see in this thread (he’s my baby).
Stix is a good and genuinely social boy who loves people , but he looks like a dick.
He is also a dick.
He is also a dick.
Right out the gate you should know he’s disappointed in you.
He hates your job
He thinks you make poor choices
DO NOT get him started on the dog
His sister deserves everything she gets but she should also be available for cuddles
He knows he is pretty, get over it already and don’t touch him
But also touch him
NOT right there
But also touch him
NOT right there
He thinks you spend too much time on yourself and not enough time on things that really matter, specifically him
Yes, he is angry
Yes, he is happy
Unless you eff up
Yes, he is happy
Unless you eff up
He questions most of your life choices because they are uninteresting
He is resigned to the yoke of this life (because of you, it because he is indoor-only)
The nights are the hardest because the walls don’t yell back, but then the day comes and you have to yell at the people (or the damn dog) for existing
He is a whole mood, 24/7
He doesn’t think about you at all and dislikes this thread
No matter where you are, this is all your fault
Also PET ME IMMEDIATELY
NOT THERE
Also PET ME IMMEDIATELY
NOT THERE
I hope Stix brightened your day a little (but, know that you certainly didn’t brighten his). I better get back to work before someone tells me my progress is unacceptable!
Also Stix LOVED my dad. When he lived with my parents (before grad school when I did tech jobs) he would follow my dad to bed every night and sit with him while my dad read OUT LOUD to him. Together they read murder mysteries, history books, and Keith Richard's autobiography.
Also also: Stix is the first animal I was ever solely responsible for. I adopted him as I was shifting out of a really awful time. I loved his desire to be with people while also looking so very grumpy. He is just so easy to love, even if he disapproves.
Cats are the best.
Cats are the best.
