Pilling the cat: 100 easy steps

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YesQueen I cried more when my parent's dog died that I did when my marriage ended.
Marriage - 10 minutes
Dog - several hours on the sofa, retired to bed and cried a lot more, big snotty bubbles, gasping for breath, I may have keened at some point.

Losing someone you love is hard, the number of legs they have is irrelevant x

My mum sobbed for days when her cat died, never shed a tear when her mum passed away.

We had to lie to her dad that we’d come out to give her space but she was flicking through the Boden catalogue.

Fluffy inappropriate from me. Weezol quite right too. Now you have Weezolcat, however, showing life does provide the truly rewarding companion.

Yes how are you this morning? In bed I hope.

My boss has sent me home

It’s for the best, grief is grief no matter what.

I was once hauled up by HR for giving a day's leave to a colleague that had lost the family cat.

What I knew and they didn't was that the family cat had been found as a kitten, in a terrible state, by dad on the canal and brought home to his young family. Dad tragically died two days later leaving four kids of primary school age. The cat was the families 'last link' to their dad, and their mum who had never so much as dated in the following years was fucking devastated as were all the adult children. HR person went pale and agreed my discretion had been applied appropriately.

This was many years ago, long before Weezolcat but I've never forgotten that colleague and their family.

YesQueen I'm sure Ollie is delighted to have unscheduled Mama. You should both indulge yourselves to ridiculous levels today. Could he manage a whole Jacket Cheese n Beanz all to himself or would you need to hire a RugDoctor in the aftermath? I still can't get over the fact that he likes cabbage.

Sadly I am low carbing so no jacket potato. I came home to him howling he was starving despite me only leaving him 45 mins
He is unappreciative and mostly whining that he deserves a second breakfast. I suspect paws will be in soon though

I am so sorry to hear your sad news Yes. Just a thought - did you have a thunderstorm the night your horse died? Not that it makes any difference

Good that your boss is understanding.
I had puppies when I lived overseas (well, first I had a dog, then I had a dog and puppies) and I well remember how upset I was when one died.

No, it was raining but no storms at all. There were no marks, nothing. Just looked like she fell over or lay down

I’ve never known pain like it when family cats have died. People who don’t understand they are part of the family are knobs.
I suspect that for quite a few of us on here, our cats are our world, our reason for getting up in a morning. The same goes for those who have a dog or a horse.
Queen look after yourself today. Do what you feel like doing, whether that’s sleeping or crying or screaming. Be alone or seek out the company of an understanding friend or relative. Just know there are a lot of people on here thinking about you xx

Still thinking of you Queen. I'm not a horsey person, but I can well imagine the shock and grief given the connection of those I know to their horses. Do take care.

Paws has popped in. Ollie is fuming as "he is crunching MA food too loud an woke me up"

Mr C went to church today. He loved it.

The pest control man booted us out of our own house after spraying the carpets, no cat basket, nothing. Apparently it's really dangerous for cats & he forgot to warn.

I seized Mr C and carried him bawling indignantly for nigh on a mile down the hill next to the charity, to the local Salvation Army.

He was installed in the church hall, and feted solidly for two hours by a variety of old ladies.

After screaming his head off on the journey, he lay in the sun by the pulpit and received snacks, chats and pats.

I charged off to get a cat basket and came back to find him holding court and in no hurry to get home.

That quite a feat, asbo would’ve been off and under the wheels of the nearest bus.

I was pretty nervy but Mr C knew I meant business.

Struggling left us both shrieking in agony, so he stopped. I am extremely proud of him.

Every single person on the busy hill tried to come and say hello, naturally.

He’s a little star.

Is Paws cheering you up Yes?

Paws has been back in and eaten every single scrap of food whilst Ollie snored on me

Anyone see Nightmare Neighbours Caught on Camera tonight? It included the exploits of Dennis the cat, who was stealing clothing and toys from nearby gardens, and bringing them in through his cat flap. I immediately thought of the various Litter Tray threads on this theme.

Pet-shaming should be a verb. How awful of Channel 5.

Embarrassing pets are our Nation's Pride. DM had a visitor who used to nick sponges and her knickers. She and DF lost everything for two years until the culprit was discovered by accident two streets away. His family were drowning in used underwear; apparently little Bobby wasn't fussy.

Little Bobby did not thieve DF's pants, which is genuinely shaming.

My friend’s Siamese steals undies. Particularly kids. How can you knock on your neighbours’ doors saying “excuse me, are these your child’s knickers?!”
Our long departed Siamese once dragged a large clown doll, belonging to a little girl up the road, over about four garden fences and left it on the back doorstep once.

You are all horrifying Ollie who says he only steals a dead leaf to bring home for mama

I don’t think Ollie steals - I think Ollie acquires desirable objects as they are delightful conversation starters to enrich both your lives.

He is bobbins as a guard cat though. If someone clears their throat quarter of a mile away at the Wrong Time of Day* Weezolcat's all 'WTF? Noisy, inconsiderate (mutter mutter), how very dare they." Then grumbles, has ears on backwards for a bit, sits down heavily in a dissatisfied manner and channels the Dowager Countess of Grantham.

*I have no idea what the parameters for this are. It appears random to me, but I'm just the idiot she lives with and I'm not privy to technical data.

I'm going to horrify him more as I am off for a tattoo....