I pulled into the driveway Monday and who comes running out of the garage? The feral cat who looks just like Ralphie. She had been just hanging out with Ralphie and Pat, drinking water, chilling on the blankets, eating Meow Mix all day.
Might as well just TNR, name it Welfare Kitty, and let it live in the barn.
Did not have time for pics. The only time I ever got close to this thing, I was going in the garage and it wanted out. Thinking it was Ralphie, I bent down to pet it. Welfare Kitty said "fuck this" and hit me at about 60 miles an hour, claws flashing. Little shit slashed me to ribbons- my legs looked like I had run through about 100 yards of blackberry and rose bushes...
Public Service Announcement: even for asshats, suggesting they set themselves on fire is a bit much.
What is wrong
with you guys? -RapidWife
I've been poking a giant bouncy ball with a needle. You feel anything yet?