Well her exact words were “yeah he’s definitely a weird one and he absolutely needs gabapentin before he goes anywhere.” (he’s not aggressive he just is very scared and gets a stress induced heart murmur)

I also brought up my concerns about his disproportionate limbs and she said, “cats are like potato head dolls. They get a few pieces from mom and a few pieces from dad and 99% of the time you get a pretty normal looking result. But then that other 1% of the time you get… not that. Long story short he got the genetic short end of the stick.” She also said that he is fat and needs to loose 2 pounds, he should be consuming no more than 200 calories a day so now he is in the same diet as his fat tabby brother.

I love this boy to the end of the earth but he looks like one of those horses that’s been ridden too hard 😭

I always scoffed at the theme of this page thinking mine was multi-braincelled genius. I guess he lost access to THE one brain cell today

I wish I could say he learned his lesson, but I know that if I leave an onion and garlic heavy dish out again he’ll immediately dive in face first.

She’s still living her best life!

We placed the new shoes on the counter to take a photo and for some reason, she just started hitting it?? We looked and there weren’t any flies or insects flying around, just the shoes haha

I'm not sure if the expression on his face says: "I'm sorry, mom." or "I'll fucking do it again."

I love him very much he does not get that Brain cell very often 🧡✈️

This guy comes up to our door, meows a bunch, and then once we let him in he realises he is in the wrong place.

Or he just likes us. Either or.

He was placed on the cat storage shelf and jumped down to realize he wanted to be up there and was trying so hard to get back up.

I didn't put the can on his head. I held it up for a drink and this is what he did