My Cat
Years ago I was a recluse,

antisocial
not trusting of others
shy
scared

basically an introvert...

I like apeloverage story,

Mine took 17 years:

I was about 13 years old, I just came from my friends place for the weekend, it was a Sunday morning, it was also my sister's 21st that day...
When I arrived at my home (21st January 1994), I was immediatly acousted by my sister and my mother, to see what was in my sister's room...
And there she was, Lucretia... or Lucy... or simply "Kitty Kat"...
A Bi-Colour Kitten who was about 6 weeks old, and she stared straight into my eyes and gave (she had a distinct meow) her greeting, "grrrROW?".

My sister got it as a 21st present from her boyfriend. We never had pets in the family, my father hated animals (but he hypocritically like watch nature and animal shows on TV), but she was part of our family!

when she was growing up, she use go through the bushes in the garden and climb the branches on the trees, I was always watching her, teaching her other places to climb around... used to call her "Adventure Cat!" when she was on these missions.

One day she was able to climb from the outside into the bedroom window, much to the suprise of my sister, she liked the cat, but never really paid attention to her, the cat however noticed that I paid attention, and always gave the response,"GrrrRow!" (I did it!)

My sister left for London when she was not even over a year old... she still says it was her cat, but Kitty Kat decided otherwise!

I taught her to be wary of cars, and she learnt very well... to the point of daring: When the car was at a certain distance, she shot across the road right in front of the car going at 35mph... got to admit, she had balls!

The thing she like most of all was boxes...
If you put and empty box on the ground in front of her, she would jump inside... and she would attack you if you tried to get her out!
btw. I taught her how to attack, it involved a string at first, then a yo-yo, then a golf club (she really enjoyed this activity!)

She was bullied by other cats when she was young, but as she got older, she turned hardcore and started to fight and maul other cats, lots of complaints from the neighbours... haha! screw them!

The most unique thing about my cat, she learnt to talk to me:

BrrrMeow! : Hello
Meow Meow : Food!
Brrrr(soft): Excuse me?
Brrrr(Loud): Piss off! (she usually gave a nasty look too!)
Grrr! : I Like that!
Mmmm(quiet): Are you looking at me?

Two years ago she got arthritus... soon she could not even jump over 1 foot. Still I cared for her, made a makeshift staircase of potplants outside my bedroom window so she could climb up to visit me, climb down when she needed the toilet. Because of her arthritus, She really suffered when she need to do "nature's call"... Still disturbed by her cries of pain...

The last sad part is when I had to put her down, she knew what was going to happen to her... she was absolutely silent... she knew (and most likely thankful) what was going to happen... gave her one last hug... then the injection... gave one last Grrr...
All I remember afterwards is my mom catching me, pissed as hell,in the garden cleaning her litter tray and putting food in her bowl...

As I said, I was a reccluse, anit-social, shy, scared, basically an introvert... but I grew up with my cat...
Best Training Course in my life
(Libratos The Tartan-Spartan, Wed 21 Mar 2012, 23:36, 14 replies)

Wonderful
Well done! *clicks*
(Victor Mildew going apeshit again, (aka, nightprowleroftheweb), Wed 21 Mar 2012, 23:56, closed)

So, you were a recluse, antisocial, not trusting of others, shy, scared introvert.
And now you're all of those things but with added cats?
Still, at least you have breasts.
I like breasts.
( stuj (^(^;;^)^) GO TEAM SPIDERS!(^(^;;^)^), Thu 22 Mar 2012, 4:40, closed)

Cac



Brings back painful memories of EL KATTO, my cat I used to love to hate.
*wipes away manly tear*
(Natrix, Thu 22 Mar 2012, 5:09, closed)

or, you could go outside.
and before you all start defending the autism, I too have a talkative indoor cat.
the difference is, I understand that she is a cat and therefore not actually talking to me.
( janet aylia y'all motherfuckers need jesus, Thu 22 Mar 2012, 5:52, closed)

communicating though?
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Thu 22 Mar 2012, 7:00, closed)

Ha!
Janet wins again.
( Ring Of Fire A petty, drooling belming butthurt retard., Thu 22 Mar 2012, 7:18, closed)

Ha ha! Absolutely
Whenever we need someone to vomit a withering stream of scorn over anybody who dares to have a moment of happiness in their lives, Janet wins every time.

Well done.
Janet, have another pint of bile on me...
( DukeEuphoria Comes highly reccomended, Thu 22 Mar 2012, 11:22, closed)

I'm not disputing the need for OP to interact with the rest of the human race. But...
As any cat/dog/daughter-wife owner will know they have certain sounds which mean certain things. Without going into the whole "Humanising animals" argument, when your kitty purrs, meows or growls at you it is definitely communicating with you so you'd best listen up.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Thu 22 Mar 2012, 9:58, closed)

Err

not actually talking to me.

So she treats you pretty much like everyone who knows you?
( Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Thu 22 Mar 2012, 11:39, closed)

I was unplugged by my sister, too,
but my parents would never have let her go to London before she was a year old. Not on her own, anyway.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Thu 22 Mar 2012, 9:28, closed)

I don't see the appeal
With cats. Never have and never will.
(andythepieman Is surfing the waves of indifference on, Thu 22 Mar 2012, 10:17, closed)

I hate to burst your bubble
"The most unique thing about my cat, she learnt to talk to me"

It's not unique in the slightest. My cat has a similar vocabulary, I talk to him all the time.
( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Thu 22 Mar 2012, 10:37, closed)

I'm guessing English isn't your first language
I hope so, anyway.
(jennymnemonic, Thu 22 Mar 2012, 10:48, closed)

Had
to put my cat down a couple of years ago, hardest thing I've ever had to do, very peaceful though and by the sounds of it your moggy had a good innings.
(bROKEN aRROW PUA HVI Master, Thu 22 Mar 2012, 11:18, closed)