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beware cat-lovers! (long post)

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Nagual

Keep 2 cats that get along well together.
Keep the ugliest ones, because they won't be adopted easily.
Maybe keep same sex cats...?
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ImmuredSoul

1. they all get along great.
2. they're all beautiful; i can't justify that one's uglier than another, for my ugly might be someone else's beautiful.
3. they're all getting neutered (sp?)(look up in dictionary, it says both sexes; castrated for male, spayed for female).

thanks anyway . . . oh, by the way, anybody want a cat? (Tippy has finally begun to use the litter.)
If I am to become that which will kill me, then perhaps I should just commit suicide? - My Immured Soul

ImmuredSoul

I'm a cat lover [:P] My point is, I have a cat, and she had five kittens about two and a half months ago. One died due to my mom not seeing it sitting in the middle of the floor and she stepped on it. Anyway, now I have four kittens, and my cat. I was told that I have to get rid of the kittens, but I somehow got it to where I can keep the cat and at least two of the kittens. Now my decision is: which two to keep?

I have an orange and white one (very beautiful) with only half a tail. It's a male, and the biggest, although born last of the five. His eyes are blue, sometimes green, sometimes brown. He doesn't yet use the litter box, but he does sleep with you, and purs. He also doesn't know how to meow right, which is just adorable. We call him Tippy the Tipmaster.

Next in line is the second boy, another orange, but much, much darker. He was born third. Anybody ever seen Urban Legend? Well, his face looks like the killer in the movie (no kidding; and if you don't know what I'm talking about, watch the movie!) He meows a lot, which is kind of annoying, but he does love to cuddle and everything, and he purs extremely loud. And he knows how to use the litter. We call him Jupiter (after mythology, but that didn't work out well, since he's sort of the runt [|)])

And then we come to a girl. She's a calico, enough said. She was born fourth. (BTW, I kept track of their births, time and everything! told you I love cats.) She doesn't know how to use the litter yet, but I'm working with her. She's playful, sometimes bite and scratches, but in a playful way (you know how kittens are sometimes; I'd try spraying her with water, but I never have any at the apporpriate time; guess I could just spit in her face everytime she does it). She's sort of shy otherwise, but loves nestling up to anything warm (mainly my mom; if only she knew what my mom did to her sister [;)]) We call her Cali the Calico.

And lastly, we come to a second girl. She's sort of a mixture between all sorts of colors, like a calico, except she's not. I'll have to get a picture of her (when I devolope my film) and put it on here. She has this look on her face like she's angry and constipated all of the time. She loves being petted, she loves sitting on top of the computer, she loves ME!!! Nah, really, she's just adorable, like the rest. And, she knows how to use the litter. Of course, she does like getting inside of the garbage can (one day, I'm afraid, we're going to throw her away [:O]) We call her Chi [no, not what you're thinking, but she has been called chi-chi before, and sometimes cheeburger after this, I'm guessing, restaurant; her name was because my mom said she was ugly (no offense) like a chinese (note, we had calls her Chi, where the i was pronounced an i, but then changed it to where the i was pronounced with an e)].

Now on to the dreams. Well, of course I know why I'm getting the dream (to help me decide which kittens to keep!) but I'm not certain which ones it's telling me.

Dream one:
I came home from work (which is unusual, because I'm a bum [^]) to find that my sister had gotten rid of the kittens. ALL of the kittens! I was devestated, it was horrible, my heart was broken (in a dream; I thought this was weird, because I could actually feel heartache in the dream). That was pretty much it, but later on I had another dream. I was out back "helping" (annoying, really) my dad to putting in a window (which we had actually done, mind you; and I WAS annoying, although he didn't say that I was; I just stood around and talked the entire time). I decided to go inside and get something to drink, and when I opened the door I saw Cali escaping through the back door. She was much older than she is now -- about six months. I grabbed her, and said something like, "Not this time." and took her inside.

My thoughts:
All right, I think that my mind was telling me that I had to get rid of two, otherwise I wouldn't have any, which was the first dream. The second one was that I would be keeping Cali, which is why she was six months or so.

Dream two:
This is a very odd one, and the most disturbing. We have this bathroom with a broken bathtub. Anyway, so we filled the thing up with water (which was like syrup-goo-whatever stuff). Anyway, and then we started throwing these kittens in (odd thing was, we threw in like, hundred of kittens, and I only have four). Well, I was about to throw Jupiter in, but I was like, "No, I want to keep him," so I left him out. Then I noticed some beaty little eyes staring up at me, and I felt like crying as I pulled a drowned, dead Tippy out. It was sad. I walked through the house and threw him away in the garbage can, and looked in the laundry room to find Chi standing by the back door. And then I noticed that there were three, COUNT THEM: THREE!, Jupiter standing around with their annoying little meows going on, which made my head want to explode!

My thoughts:
I want to keep Tippy, and couldn't bare getting rid of him. Jupiter I want to keep, but maybe only because he can go in the kitty litter box. His meows ARE annoying. Also, Chi looking up at the door might mean that she wanted to leave, or possibly that I have to get rid of her. And I know there has to be some meaning to the fact that Cali wasn't in the dream at all (not even in the kitten-dead pool).

Well, that's pretty much it. I've put my thoughts down, now I want to know what all of you think. Heck, if I can hold out another year and a week and a few days, I'll just move out with all of my cats (and dog, lol).
If I am to become that which will kill me, then perhaps I should just commit suicide? - My Immured Soul