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It's been said that people that hate cats will come back as mice in their next life.
My Boss with Four Paws
Since the beginning, she has stuck by my side. Even once I gained the strength to leave my boyfriend at the time, having a football-sized benign tumor removed, many bad relationships, and thru so many tears.
An Ode To My Cat, Who Might One Day Eat My Face
There is a fact that gives me solace in the darkest of moments, a small flame of truth that burns like a candle flickering in the wind.
James MillerPublished about 22 hours ago in Petlife
The 'Idea Cat' of Seniors Junction
My name is Winnie. It’s short for Winchester. My human, Paul, said Winchester sounded too serious. Paul, my sister Daisy, and I all work in our home office for Seniors Junction. It’s very important work, and I do my best to keep the team productive every day. Seniors Junction is a startup, whatever that means. I know that we have recorded a lot of podcasts, and I have made sure that I appear in every one! Sometimes I tried typing a bit on the computer keyboard, but Paul shouted, “No Winnie, don’t walk on the keyboard.” I also make sure the webcam gets a good view of me as I walk on the desk.
Paul MerkleyPublished a day ago in Petlife
Turns Out
Every day for the past month that I have come home from work, I hear a sound: the soft jingling of a bell and a little mew. I’ll slide my key into the lock, and as I’m opening the door I’ll hear the patter of small paws, followed by the small, black cat that has captured my heart. Her tail, which seems ten times too long for her body, is lifted high in the air behind her, and she’ll rub her body against my legs as I enter the apartment, take off my shoes, and unload from the day.
Keith LaFountainePublished a day ago in Petlife
Co-worker Rescue
One never expects to be in rescue mode on one's way to McDonald's but on a sunny day in September 2019 a sudden decision had to be made.
R.S. HaspielPublished a day ago in Petlife
Nieve
I called her Nieve at first, because she came two weeks before a big snowstorm. La nieve is the vocabulary word for snow, in Spanish, but I gave it a Slavic twist. A friend’s mom was going to the Republic of Georgia to teach politics and needed someone to take care of her. So, her name was said as one syllable. Nyev. She was white as snow, with blue eyes.
Rebecca FiarPublished a day ago in Petlife
Mittens the black cat
Well it all started when I moved into this new house in a new neighborhood. I had met the roommate already and she was nice and in a way reminded me of my old cat when I was a kid. Pure black and meows all the time! I didn’t see it coming, but a love affair was on the horizon apparently. I found myself coming into this house with no furniture to bring. My new housemate offered a friend of her’s second hand bed for $250. It sounded great! And when I saw the photo it seemed even greater. There was this black cat again that I had met lounging on the sofa when I inspected the house. She was walking on the bed and little did I know that this was a place where she’d often come.
Swami Prem AnandPublished 3 days ago in Petlife
Catch Me If You Can
Growing up can be tough for us humans so it’s no different from animals. I won’t list all the breeds of animals that have it tough growing up, but just know it’s a lot. No different from your very own furry buddy.
Sammantha WallacePublished 3 days ago in Petlife
My Old Coworker
In my eyes, school can count as work. Firstly, you are completing paperwork so someone can criticize it. Secondly, you are reading and reviewing material nobody else in their right mind would want to read and review. Thirdly, you are on a regular schedule of rising early in the morning for classes you may or may not want to attend and staying up way beyond what is healthy for the average human being to complete the assignments for the day because someone else needed you all day long.
Jentrian HannesPublished 3 days ago in Petlife
Boss Cat
Big Baby Girl: AKA Big Boss Lady By: Madison Ann Hawkins "Show me the baby!" is a common phrase people use when greeting a loved one who just delivered a fun-sized human being. The excitement, the giddiness, the proud tender moments usually captured on film when displaying their little bundle of joy. There is this sense of pride when you become parents, no matter how you came to be. Doesn't really matter in the end, does it? If they are yours, you love them, and do what you can to provide them the best life and opportunities to succeed. I may not want kids, but I understand; honestly, I understand the hype of showing off your love-child however they came to be in your arms. Why? In 2019 my partner and I adopted a kitten. The most beautiful, full set of hair, chunky cheeked, adventurous, and cutest green-eyed baby girl you ever did see. Have I lost you? Did I just compare having a kid to a pet kitten? Have I completely lost my mind? All the above questions could be answered with a solid yes. The last question especially, after these past two years, I think we all might be a little messed up in the noggin. During the pandemic, I was "promoted" to a stay-at-home cat mom as an occupation title. At least that's what her dad and I like to say because it has a more uplifting tone than "I became unexpectedly unemployed." I will explain this situation more in-depth below, so please, stay with me here.
Madison Ann HawkinsPublished 4 days ago in Petlife
Angel From Heaven
I lived in a single wide mobile home that was a gift from God. I had a partner at the time, and Lord help his dumb witted soul, for he literally thought that the color of water was blue. Let's just say he even put grease in a frying pan made for eggs. I watched him every day and saw how he treated Maria. He would hold her head down and aggressively attacked/rubbed her belly too hard just to make her mad. I did not like this at all. So, one day I decided I had enough of his torture and stupidity and kicked him out, but told him I was keeping his cat, Maria. Maria was a special kind of pet. She was just like me a loner; we went for car rides and sat on the front porch together. Sometimes she just went to the bedroom by herself and went to bed just wanting to be left alone. She would even sit on the couch arm and sit in my spot in the living room so she could be to be close to me. When I was in pain or not in a good mood she knew, and she would come and lay beside me to comfort me in my time of need. We both knew that we loved each other and we were very happy. Now Maria was different. You would think most cats don't like baths, but Maria knew when it was bath time, and she would sit in the bathtub. She would get bathed and get out, but she would be mad which is a normal for a cat. She wouldn’t fight me or anything as normal cats would attack you for putting them in the water. For 6 years going on 7, I had the blessing and honor to be in her presence. She was an angel sent from God to me. One day I had to make the most horrible decision of euthanizing her because she had become so sick and was in a lot of pain. Since the day I rescued this little sweet angel from a person that really didn't treat her like she was meant to be, I had to step in and take her in my loving arms to show her what love was. That's when six years of my life became very special to me. It made me feel as if I was put here on earth to do something right for once. This choice I made was my best decision yet in life. She brought happiness into my life when I needed it the most. She was always by my side or under my feet in the car. She would make it known to everyone that she was daddy's baby girl. Then one day the worse thing possible happened. Maria couldn't breathe on her own, and she was drooling from the mouth. The look of death was in her sweet little eyes. This was a look I never thought I would see, and a face I never could dream of seeing again. I rushed her to the vet and the doctor knew just by looking at her something terrible was wrong with my Maria. I could tell by the sound of the doctor’s voice that it was Maria’s time; her time to be what she was meant to be, an angel sent to help me when I needed help the most. I held her head and I begged God to take her home, to make her happy like I did. I asked Him to watch over her every second of each day, and I thanked him for the gift that he had given me while it lasted. I told Maria that I loved her and always will love her no matter what. I love my beloved Maria and I will NEVER change that. R.I.P Maria Rodriguez Toliver. Daddy loves you.
Tyler ToliverPublished 4 days ago in Petlife
Whiskered Workers for the Win
In a rapidly declining home office environment, Mr Binky the Tonkinese cat has emerged as an outstanding team member. He brings impeccable grooming habits and a model of serenity and peace, while also delivering hard savings to the corporate bottom line. I am delighted to nominate this feline force for the EmPAWyee of the Month award.
Kimbers HindsPublished 5 days ago in Petlife
