i had a nervous breakdown and a full panic attack bc i thought my cat had jumped out of the window and turns out this little bastard man was just dozing, hidden in my perfectly closed wardrobe???? get a cat they said. they’re adorable they said.

attention everyone this is the smug face of a true idiot child whom i adore

i had a nervous breakdown and a full panic attack bc i thought my cat had jumped out of the window and turns out this little bastard man was just dozing, hidden in my perfectly closed wardrobe???? get a cat they said. they’re adorable they said.

burgrs:

*cat rubbing face on me*

me: oh hello!:) youre so sweet. *pets*

cat: Im Just Adorable Little Stinky Boy And Im Rubbing My Scent Glands Right On Your And Thats All There Is To It!

phantomrose96:

phantomrose96:

When pet owners talk about their pets it’s guaranteed to fall under one of two categories:

Rover is the sweetest kindest force in my life, my closest ally, my best friend, the family member who molded me as a person who I would absolutely lay down my life for. Please let me show you photos of this perfection incarnate.

Socks is on double secret baby probation now and she’s gated in the living room because she wont stop sneaking out and trying to eat all the towels in the house, like the bastard idiot child she is.

I would like to clarify this is not a “which type of pet owner are you” post. There is no choosing. Pet owners are both of these, all the time, forever. It’s a matter of which one is the conversation topic of the day, and the outcome depends entirely upon how recently their pet tried to eat plastic