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For some reason, I thought the name of the thread was 'pussy massages' and jumped right in. Freudian illusion maybe? 
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sweetsubsarahh said:Um, my bad?
No, my bad, but I forgive myself.
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Kill the messenger!!
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All I can say is that I am SO HAPPY that my pussy does not attract dead things.sweetsubsarahh said:Meow.
I've been very busy the past couple of weeks, so much so that I haven't been as available to the outside stray cats we feed.
(I know, I know, outside cats? It isn't as if we don't have enough inside cats. But we can't help it. Our house is sort of a feeding station for birds and squirrels and bunnies and assorted strays of all kinds. The outside cats just somehow know - they show up and ask for food. One even gets on the grill and paws at the window - "Hey! Can we get some food out here?")
So anyway, due to my crazy schedule I haven't seen them very much lately, even though hubby has still been putting out food and they've still been coming around. Last night I was finally able to sit outside and get reacquainted.
And this morning? We woke up and found a nice present.
A dead bird.
A BIG dead bird, and it was left right below the steps from the back door.
Basically, if I hadn't been paying attention my bare foot would have stepped on and also inside the fly-ridden carcass.
So is the message here - "I've missed you, I love you, here's a lovely dead bird for us to share?"
Or is it - "Where the HELL have you been? See what I did to this bird, I can do the same thing to you if you go away like that again!"
At any rate, message received.
On another note, it is a message of "Here's a present for you, SweetSub, and I love you and now just take notice of me. Yet, now that I have brought you something?"
"THANK YOU and now let's get to the fucking massage and the cudos and the treats!! Where's the fucking REAL shrimp! Don't gimme any of that POUNCE BS, I want real shrimp!"
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Misty_Morning
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The cats are giving you a gift in a way. They see you as part of their pride. This is a social gesture, a sign of respect.
They like you.
They like you.
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flavortang said:For some reason, I thought the name of the thread was 'pussy massages' and jumped right in. Freudian illusion maybe?
*sigh* I was disappointed....
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*giggle*
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my cat used to kill mice and eat them, then throw them up and leave them for me to clear up semi digested mouse-ickness.
Was he trying to say
''You don't feed me enough, look i ate a mouse.''
or
''The present wasnt wrapped properly when i trapped it, so i ingested it and coated him with my stomach juices, just for you. I hope you appreciate the pain i went through in bringing that fucker back up as a sign of my love for you.''
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and there was the time he jumped several foot in the air to grab a baby bird as it flew through our garden. Luckily dad was gardening and managed to get shadow to let ho of the poor thing, though his wing was injured. Luckily, no dead bird present.
My cat was also my spider vacuum im soooo glad he didnt give those to me as presents.
Cat's eh? 
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my cat used to kill mice and eat them, then throw them up and leave them for me to clear up semi digested mouse-ickness.
Was he trying to say
''You don't feed me enough, look i ate a mouse.''
or
''The present wasnt wrapped properly when i trapped it, so i ingested it and coated him with my stomach juices, just for you. I hope you appreciate the pain i went through in bringing that fucker back up as a sign of my love for you.''
?
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and there was the time he jumped several foot in the air to grab a baby bird as it flew through our garden. Luckily dad was gardening and managed to get shadow to let ho of the poor thing, though his wing was injured. Luckily, no dead bird present.
My cat was also my spider vacuum
im soooo glad he didnt give those to me as presents. Cat's eh? 
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LOLOL
I don't feed the locals, they might bring their owners.
My cats bring me enough gifts even though they are indoor cats.
Because I live in lorida we have numbers of little critters that find their way inside. How they do so is one of those mysteries of life. My cats find these invaders and bring them to my wife and myself, sometimes with amusing results.
One of the best, and funniets was when Magi captured and brought to my wife what we call a Curly Tail. (A type of Lizard.) This one was good sized, about six inches long and very much alive when he climbed up in my wifes lap and dropped it on her book. (I don't know who was more startled. My wife by having this lizard dropped on her book, or Magi when she jumped and shrieked in surprise.)
Well the Lizard bolted from the book and onto the floor with Magi and three other cats in hot pursuit. They caught it and this time brought it to me. I was smart enough and fast enough to have my hands ready when Squeek dropped it in front of me.
My cats are cool about it though. They don't kill or even injure the Lizards, they just catch them and bring them to us. The other critters on the other hand.
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I don't feed the locals, they might bring their owners.
My cats bring me enough gifts even though they are indoor cats.
Because I live in lorida we have numbers of little critters that find their way inside. How they do so is one of those mysteries of life. My cats find these invaders and bring them to my wife and myself, sometimes with amusing results.
One of the best, and funniets was when Magi captured and brought to my wife what we call a Curly Tail. (A type of Lizard.) This one was good sized, about six inches long and very much alive when he climbed up in my wifes lap and dropped it on her book. (I don't know who was more startled. My wife by having this lizard dropped on her book, or Magi when she jumped and shrieked in surprise.)
Well the Lizard bolted from the book and onto the floor with Magi and three other cats in hot pursuit. They caught it and this time brought it to me. I was smart enough and fast enough to have my hands ready when Squeek dropped it in front of me.
My cats are cool about it though. They don't kill or even injure the Lizards, they just catch them and bring them to us. The other critters on the other hand.
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It was indeed a gift. It's also their way of taking care of you, since they assume that if the food supply has dwindled, you must not have enough for yourself either, so it's their turn to pitch in.
Since cats aren't pack animals by nature, this means they consider you a part of their actual family. Bless their carnivorous, horrifying little hearts.
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Since cats aren't pack animals by nature, this means they consider you a part of their actual family. Bless their carnivorous, horrifying little hearts.
bijou
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flavortang said:For some reason, I thought the name of the thread was 'pussy massages' and jumped right in. Freudian illusion maybe?
What is so special about "pussy massages"? Anybody who has ever shared living space with cats or kitties has given and received hundreds, even thousands of pussy massages.
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I have a outside cat who thinks he is mine. We became friends when I would leave early in the morning and it was still dark. I dunno why the cat would run at me as I tried to get in my car but I kicked him more than several times assuming it was a huge rabid rat or something.
Apparently he liked it and now camps out on my porch most of the day. I don't feed him but he looks at me lovingly as I walk by, if I stop and try to pet him he gets up and wanders off. Thats why I don't like cats, they are freakin psychotic, he drives my dog crazy by sitting on the porch all the time.
I don't know which neighbor owns him or if he is just a wild cat.
Apparently he liked it and now camps out on my porch most of the day. I don't feed him but he looks at me lovingly as I walk by, if I stop and try to pet him he gets up and wanders off. Thats why I don't like cats, they are freakin psychotic, he drives my dog crazy by sitting on the porch all the time.
I don't know which neighbor owns him or if he is just a wild cat.
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Boxlicker101 said:What is so special about "pussy massages"? Anybody who has ever shared living space with cats or kitties has given and received hundreds, even thousands of pussy massages.
*threadjack*
I actually got one once. From an actual massage therapist with a genuine specialty and some serious training, and of course agreed upon ahead of time, ethical and all of that.
It was mindblowing. Fascinating. Beyond description. Felt like I was releasing years and years of issues and problems. Like God's version of an orgasm. Highly recommend it.
*apologies; end of threadjack.*
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Quote:
Originally Posted by unpredictablebijou
*threadjack*
I actually got one once. From an actual massage therapist with a genuine specialty and some serious training, and of course agreed upon ahead of time, ethical and all of that.
It was mindblowing. Fascinating. Beyond description. Felt like I was releasing years and years of issues and problems. Like God's version of an orgasm. Highly recommend it.
*apologies; end of threadjack.*
bijou
It would almost have to be a heterosexual woman, or a gay man or some kind of eunuch. Anybody else would be too distracted to stay professional.
Originally Posted by unpredictablebijou
*threadjack*
I actually got one once. From an actual massage therapist with a genuine specialty and some serious training, and of course agreed upon ahead of time, ethical and all of that.
It was mindblowing. Fascinating. Beyond description. Felt like I was releasing years and years of issues and problems. Like God's version of an orgasm. Highly recommend it.
*apologies; end of threadjack.*
bijou
Vermilion said:
It would almost have to be a heterosexual woman, or a gay man or some kind of eunuch. Anybody else would be too distracted to stay professional.
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When I first moved in with my now husband, he had a roommate and two cats. Psymon and Little kitty. Poor little kitty was quite the stupid little fellow and the constant brunt of Psymon's pranks.
I have never hated a cat until Psymon. That cat would climb in the rafters and then dive on my back claws out strecthed. He would swipe at my ankles as i was going down the stairs with a load of laundry.
He would bring mice and lay them on the roommate's pillows. The roommate absolutely DELIGHTED in these little "gifts" o.0;;;
One day I saw psymon go after what i at first thought was a mouse but soon relised was a baby chipmunk. Oh I was so mad, I tried really hard to get my hands on that nasty cat. I had ferrets in our room and our roommate was always trying to get me to let psymon play with them and I finally told him that if he suggested that to me again I would cut his throat. He was quite the ass to me afterwards, but I didn't care, I couldn't stand the man any how.
We would let little kitty in the room with the ferrets and they beat up on the poor guy. He'd curl up in the corner and yowl but all the ferrets really did were acting like he was just an oversized ferret. They wanted to play with him. I saw how psymon watched them in the cage, and if I could at all help it, I wouldn't even let that cat in our room.
I loved little kitty, I almost regretted leaving him that that man who caried psymon around like a stuffed toy, but would kick little kitty out of the way. Little kitty was not ours so I couldn't take him.
One day, I was home alone and I got woke up by a thump and little kitty yowling. I had thought psymon pushed the dvd's on little kitty's head and little kitty was just yowling like he always did. I went back to sleep. A little while later I woke up to go get me a drink and discovered, that poor little kitty was pinned under a fallen chair and psymon was on top of the chair smacking little kitty in the head repeatedly through the rungs. I shooed psymon away and freed little kitty who never went near the chair again.
I give "kitty massages" and I'm damn good at them you should try me sometime
I have never hated a cat until Psymon. That cat would climb in the rafters and then dive on my back claws out strecthed. He would swipe at my ankles as i was going down the stairs with a load of laundry.
He would bring mice and lay them on the roommate's pillows. The roommate absolutely DELIGHTED in these little "gifts" o.0;;;
One day I saw psymon go after what i at first thought was a mouse but soon relised was a baby chipmunk. Oh I was so mad, I tried really hard to get my hands on that nasty cat. I had ferrets in our room and our roommate was always trying to get me to let psymon play with them and I finally told him that if he suggested that to me again I would cut his throat. He was quite the ass to me afterwards, but I didn't care, I couldn't stand the man any how.
We would let little kitty in the room with the ferrets and they beat up on the poor guy. He'd curl up in the corner and yowl but all the ferrets really did were acting like he was just an oversized ferret. They wanted to play with him. I saw how psymon watched them in the cage, and if I could at all help it, I wouldn't even let that cat in our room.
I loved little kitty, I almost regretted leaving him that that man who caried psymon around like a stuffed toy, but would kick little kitty out of the way. Little kitty was not ours so I couldn't take him.
One day, I was home alone and I got woke up by a thump and little kitty yowling. I had thought psymon pushed the dvd's on little kitty's head and little kitty was just yowling like he always did. I went back to sleep. A little while later I woke up to go get me a drink and discovered, that poor little kitty was pinned under a fallen chair and psymon was on top of the chair smacking little kitty in the head repeatedly through the rungs. I shooed psymon away and freed little kitty who never went near the chair again.
I give "kitty massages" and I'm damn good at them
you should try me sometime Fallenfromgrace
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Misty was set to get a present from her little terror, but she set the little thing free.
Madame Misty's Kitty the 3rd, just got hold of a baby lizard and was playing with it to death till Misty put baby lizard outside.
Now kitty is searching for him.
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Madame Misty's Kitty the 3rd, just got hold of a baby lizard and was playing with it to death till Misty put baby lizard outside.
Now kitty is searching for him.
cat's...
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I got a Pussy Message loud and clear this evening.
I as sitting here at my computer when Magi hopped up in my lap. He was howling and yowling and pushing himself up onto my Keyboard.
I knew it wasn't the litter box, I empty that on a daily basis. I knew it wasn't an empty food bowl, their food and water bowls are full.
I tried to scratch him and he kept moving. He kept shying away when my hand came close to his hips. I could feel a lump there and when I looked it was a red raised area. Holding him still I looked closer and saw what looked like a boil.
Magi jumped of my lap and tried to hide even while howling at me.
I grabbed a few things from my work bag, caught him and held him in my lap. He shied away from the Stainless Tools in my hands but quieted down when I petted him and held him.
I shifted him around so the site was under the light and he seemed to calm down a bit. I clamped him under an arm and using my ingers I pressed on the sides of the boil. This showed me a core of some kind even as he tried to escape. I held him even tighter as he dug his claws into my leg. Using one of my Hemostts I grabbed the end of the core and pulled out a sliver of metal. (Oh he didn't like that.) I then Squeezed out the boil and treated it with some Bacitracin. When I let him go Magi bolted for the back room. (And I cleaned up the scratches and slices in my legs.)
Magi is now curled up on my lap. He seems to be more comfortable and is seemingly trying to appologise to me. The lump is gone, although the area is quite sensitive.
I'll have to keep that area under observation but it seems that the problem is cured.
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I as sitting here at my computer when Magi hopped up in my lap. He was howling and yowling and pushing himself up onto my Keyboard.
I knew it wasn't the litter box, I empty that on a daily basis. I knew it wasn't an empty food bowl, their food and water bowls are full.
I tried to scratch him and he kept moving. He kept shying away when my hand came close to his hips. I could feel a lump there and when I looked it was a red raised area. Holding him still I looked closer and saw what looked like a boil.
Magi jumped of my lap and tried to hide even while howling at me.
I grabbed a few things from my work bag, caught him and held him in my lap. He shied away from the Stainless Tools in my hands but quieted down when I petted him and held him.
I shifted him around so the site was under the light and he seemed to calm down a bit. I clamped him under an arm and using my ingers I pressed on the sides of the boil. This showed me a core of some kind even as he tried to escape. I held him even tighter as he dug his claws into my leg. Using one of my Hemostts I grabbed the end of the core and pulled out a sliver of metal. (Oh he didn't like that.) I then Squeezed out the boil and treated it with some Bacitracin. When I let him go Magi bolted for the back room. (And I cleaned up the scratches and slices in my legs.)
Magi is now curled up on my lap. He seems to be more comfortable and is seemingly trying to appologise to me. The lump is gone, although the area is quite sensitive.
I'll have to keep that area under observation but it seems that the problem is cured.
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