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theferalfelineposse · 10 months
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From this morning.
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pnwnewsinfo · 1 year
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DSHS WA State actively discriminates against Seniors and the Disabled.
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How you might ask? They use artificial financial rules that do not represent real world living by anybody in the immediate environment that the people they're supposed to be helping are in. I call it Financial Tyranny.
In my opinion the financial restrictions that they impose are about preventing people from getting help. The financial rules are so artificial that there is nobody anywhere in the real world that lives in the manner they claim is "normal," not one person anywhere!
There is no real help for anybody in Snohomish County Washington! Every single thing they offer on 211 has a barrier designed to keep you from being able to get the help.
If you live in a vehicle and use fuel to stay warm; TOO BAD FOR YOU! You should have bought food with that money instead!
Most seniors and disabled have income. They just don't have enough income to rent a place to live. So they use their income to keep a car going.
Some Senior and Disabled people are actually sleeping on the ground. I met two women this week both of them sleep outside, one is 62 the other 74. The 62 year old was recently raped. She deals with Verdant South County Health, they told her she has to go find her own Counselor. Yes, a severally traumatized woman living outdoors and recently raped should try to find her own counselor! That's really helpful!
Is there anybody left out there that doesn't understand what's really going on in the US today? The only agenda this country has is to steal all the money they can get from you. And when you need help there isn't anything for you! Other Countries, and Black Budget agendas get all the money!
For you people who are not aware, 60% of homeless people work, they have jobs, so if "get a job" was the answer, then they wouldn't be homeless.
What a GREAT COUNTRY this is, if constant and forever War Mongering is your thing!
Keep an eye on WA State Government. BIG changes are coming!
Our Story Homeless 2023
Missy Mischievious & Boo Boo, and I started our homeless adventure in Washington State, on New Years Eve 2022.
I'm a Senior single woman. The kitties are Missy Mischievious age 3, and Boo Boo age 18+.
I'm adjusting to this slowly. I was homeless for 6 years before. I struggled with medical issues, and I finally got myself off the street and back to work only to lose two jobs during COVID.
Boo Boo, my older girl, is adjusting. , fastest of us. Missy Mischievous is not doing as well. She hates the sound of the rain. Both of them came to me in horrible shape needing a home.
We were doing OK before Covid happened. Now we are homeless as a result of sanctioned criminal enterprises in my city.
Our Mobile Home was stolen through Nefarious Means, and Fancy Legal Shenanigans
The girls would like hand warmers in their beds at night to help keep them warm, and so does Mom. We need fuel to keep moving and stay warm. We do a lot of Laundry, anything helps. Mom needs coffee to keep going.
Both cats need food, and hand warmers all Winter.
Any help would be appreciated!
Amazon Wishlist:
https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/BRTQ99QFB63O?ref_=wl_share
Cash for fuel and cat food:
Cash App $Kiznkitten
GoFundMe
https://gofund.me/5ced0241
If you prefer to donate Cryptocurrency, here are two addresses you can send to:
Litecoin (LTC) receive address: ltc1q0w7hgc2erfty69pqr4a8p0sr3mgu66lf46luap
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Thanks to Supporters of this Channel and our Adventures in Homelessness!
Natalie Williams Feb 4, 2023 $100 Thank You!
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bluerosefox · 9 months
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Gothamites Never Really Rest
Small warning in this: very light swearing, light mentions of deaths, and tw light touching on the subject of abuse, like very light. But still an fyi.
Danny was used to his main Rogues (Boxy, Ember, Skulker, etc etc, you know those guys) showing up randomly and at odd hours, causing some chaos around town due to their own boredom or just wanting some fun (the more deadly ones were rare to show up and his main Rogues do at least respect him enough to give him the rest of the day off when they sense a ‘big bad’ fight), he fights them, wins, before he send them back to the portal. Then they rinse and repeat this for the next day.
So as he really wasn’t expecting, especially since he had just sent his ghostly quota for the day back to the portal a few hours ago (Boxy of course, and Youngblood (dressed as a Firefighter this time, though the ending for their fight actually ended on a good note. YB had been asking Danny about space, Danny kinda hoped YB will be an Astronaut next time cause that would be fun)), Johnny 13 (and Shadow) to phase into his room as he was heading to bed.
Honestly (he groaned when he realized who it was, dealing with Johnny, Kitty (and Shadow) during a ‘break up’ or ‘lovers spat’ always was a pain) he was expecting Johnny to just start attacking but before Danny could demanded to know what he was doing in his room Johnny hesitatingly asked if they could talk.
Now Danny, talking to his main Rogues, like legit talking was a very rare thing. But it has happened a few times.
With Johnny asking if they could talk, his face nervous but not in a 'I pissed off Kitty and idk where she ran off to again', Danny nodded and agreed.
"Hey, so like I know we all kinda agreed not to go roaming too far from Amity because of the whole government suits guys and bringing unwanted attention to us ghosts in the names of the Super Dorks but is it alright if Kitty and I head across the state for a few days? I promise we'll be back and stay under the radar..."
"What?! Why would you guys need to something like that?!"
"....."
"Johnny, look dude I know Amity can get boring sometimes but-"
"Someone killed Kitty's abusive waste of space father three weeks ago, you know that fucker that killed us in cold blood when he found out Kitty and I were enloping. Yeah him. We felt it, we felt him die and... kid I can tell you how our cores SANG about it when he croaked. Whoever ended him, they did so for us. It was a revenge kill... It felt amazing. Its why you havent seen us too, we... we needed time to process that." Johnny quickly explained and that shut any protest Danny had up, he knew a bit of the story how Johnny and Kitty died, and it was respectful to allow one's fellow ghost to talk about their deaths should they talk of it.
With a melancholy smile and a hand petting a chirping Shadow who sprung up to comfort his other half, Johnny then said "Kitty's been avoiding returning to Gotham for ages since we woke up in the Realms and whenever we found a natural portal back to it. She's always been terrified of running into him and even being a ghost she's still can't. But he's gone now, we felt his life end and he isn't a ghost either! Like legit, if he became a ghost we'd still be able to sense our murderer you know!... Anyways she wants to visits her old haunts and maybe see if we can find some old friends, see how they're doing you know. We won't mess with them or anything, just a small pop in..."
"We... We also kinda wanna find the guy who did it too... We could feel his emotions when he ended Kitty's old man and firstly let me tell you, rage. Like a lot of it. But also we felt his need for justice and... he felt familiar... like someone we knew and he knew us. That's how we know it's a revenge kill. Someone did that for us and well.... Kitty and I wanna thank him you know."
-x-x-
Meanwhile in Gotham about three week prior.
A budding Crime Lord had crossed out the face of a older man from a photograph pinned onto a corkboard, below and connected by red strings was two other papers as well. One held the newspaper clipping of two bodies being found in a ditch with the remains of a busted up motorcycle, a young male and female were reportedly found halfway buried in it. The male was reported to be a trouble maker from Crime Alley, knowen for stealing tires while the female was the daughter of a suspected mob boss.
The other string however, lead to a small, yellowed from age and tiny bit damaged photo of three people. The photo held two older, nearly out of their teens, male and female both looking like rough city street kids. A motorcycle could be seen behind them an it was missing a wheel. The young man with blonde hair was kneeling on the ground, his hands holding onto a tire iron and he looked rather proud, the young female was wearing red and had some dye in her hair and was smiling as she held the camera taking the picture in a selfie as best as she could.
In between the two was a young kid, blue eyes and black hair, a beaming smile on his face as his own hands were on top of a tire wheel. A wheel he had finally learned how to take off in record speed thanks to Johnny teaching him.
Green eyes that shifted for a second to teal stared at the photo for a moment before saying
"Hope you both are resting easily now. Kitty, Johnny."
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cosmicwhoreo · 9 months
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Can I interest you in some guppy Black Pearl art in these trying timez? (with a hint of Grand Reef Cookie, of course!)
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believe it or not, I had these doodled before the update! Granted, bp was colored slightly different than now, but it's easy to fix that with pixels~! Frankly my ideas on how my shining grandpapa Grand Reef haven't changed much! In fact, I think the conformation that bp has (or had) sisters helps me! All that really changed is that merbabies leave the reef at a certain age to go with their pod of siblings to their kingdom and be a good citizen or whatnot-
AND BECAUSE I'M ME~
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Yes, I know logistically there is no way in HELL these two would have ever met as kids; But that's what AUs are fooooooooor~~~~ SO SHUSHH
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purplehaazzzee · 5 months
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please help share this! any kind of donation are appreciated, but if you can’t donated sharing helps more than know. this is to raise money to keep a queer, disabled couple and their elderly cats off the streets this winter.
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reddeath · 5 months
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it is now one last week before i:
- run away from the family i've never been apart from for even 24 hours of my life, leaving my parents without any warning
- go to an airport and fly on a plane for the first time
- leave state to live with my girlfriend 1000 miles away
- be free for the first time ever, fulfilling the goal i've been working towards for the last 4 years
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theferalfelineposse · 3 months
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This is one of the outside kitties I let come in sometime early last week. She was FREEZING and I felt horrible for her. She's a good kitty and I wish somebody would adopt her. It's warming up this coming Tuesday and I have to put her back outside. I can't afford a 3rd kitty 😭❤️🫶🙏 01/21/24
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cheeriecherry · 2 years
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you are tempting fate with asking for more 5 sentence prompts of our gorgeous scientist.
can i get one where he finds that you have added to the family? when the cat decides that he is a worthy pillow and makes a home on Viktors lap.
Viktor walks in the front door and is immediately taken aback by the suspicious atmosphere lingering in the air. He doesn’t know what has changed since he left that morning, but something is different. Perhaps he’s just miffed by the snow blowing around outside, or maybe it’s because he can’t smell whatever dinner you’ve cooked - you always make dinner, claiming time and time again that he ‘lights up like a candle’ whenever he discovers the food you’ve put so much love into. Unless…you’ve gotten sick?
He shakes the snow off his jacket and hat, and hangs them up on the hook behind the door. “Zlatíčko?” he calls, walking carefully down the quiet hallway towards your room. You don’t answer him, but…he does hear your voice? A muffled cooing, almost, coming from his study. Surprisingly, when he comes upon the room, the door is shut tight; and sure enough, he can hear your soft tone from beyond.
He carefully cracks the door open, poking his head in. “Y/N?” he asks quietly, and you quickly shush him. He steps into the room and shuts the door behind him, silently treading up behind you. “What’s the matter, my sweet?” he whispers, “has something happened?” You hum a little tune to yourself, and to whatever you’re holding, and finally you turn around to face him. 
Immediately, his heart softens and he comes closer to observe the little creature you’ve got wrapped up in your favourite blanket. A little white kitten with gold eyes, looking a little worse for wear, as well as far too young to be without its mother. “I found him frozen to the ground on my way to work this morning,” you explain, your voice cracking with emotion. “I couldn’t just leave him, even though I wasn’t sure he would make it. I had to give him a chance.”
Viktor wraps an arm around you and pulls you into a semi-awkward hug, careful to not squish the tiny cat burritoed in your arms. He presses a kiss to your temple, and smiles down at you. “This is why I love you,” he says tenderly, reaching up to stroke a single finger across the kitten’s little head, “you are so compassionate, and full of love.” You smile up at him with a teary expression, and offer the little bundle towards him, “He needs to eat every two hours, you know. Want to give him his next bottle?”
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horce-divorce · 1 month
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I think that anon belied a common misconception among many well-meaning people, too, that is actually worth addressing, wrt my donation posts: I DONT usually get money from strangers, and I DONT put those posts up with any expectations at all! Sometimes they don't work! Sometimes we get nothing for weeks on end, or just $5 here and there, and we go a month without everything that we need, and we make do with what we can find anyway.
But the thing is, when I do put up a post and I ask for money, I'm NOT asking strangers. I have a TON of connections near & far that I talk to online. I'm putting out a call to all of my friends, giving them an update, and saying, "hey if any of you is better off right now, we could use a hand!" often my friends are no better off than me, and they can't help. that's fine! Its hard times for everyone! that's why I know they don't begrudge me for asking.
In fact, a lot of my friends send me money WITHOUT me asking!! one of my IRL friends has learned to recognize when I need more help and I'm playing it down. They gave me $60 just recently, after I waffled for hours about taking their money, and finally told them I could get by the rest of the week on $30-50. Another friend, someone I've known since we were toddlers, sent me $80 out of the blue several months ago just bc she missed us and was thinking of us, and she had a little extra. Last time we talked to her, I mentioned how our food stamps got cut, & we'd be out for another week. She venmo'd me $30 labeled "pizza tears" before we even got off the phone (which I think was hilarious fwiw). A different friend recently heard that Bel and I wanted to go on a date to taco bell, and when I said we could do it for under $20, she gave me $50 and said "make sure you get the cinnabons!!!" Another friend bought me winter boots and socks this year as soon as i said i didnt have any- THE best, warmest, cosiest socks I've ever owned. Last year, one (1) of my tumblr mutuals covered my ENTIRE cost of post-op care for top surgery. I said "I'll probably need $$$" and they covered all of it! That same person has bought me groceries, meds, and gas on many other occasions, too. All of these people are folks I've known for years either thru tumblr or IRL.
Very occasionally, it's a newer mutual or even a stranger. One time, when I was still on Twitter and very early in my transition, I said something about how gender affirming my old high school Chuck Taylor's were and how I missed them so. My mutual from another COUNTRY immediately sent me $60 for gender affirming Chuck Taylor's. I haven't spoken to that person since Twitter went south, sadly. If youre still out there, I named my shoes after you, Bergamot & Jones, and I think of you every time I step outside. Another time, a guy who wasn't even my mutual sent me a bunch of binders and boxers for free. Sometimes even my old coworkers from my mall days pop up out of the woodwork and send me 20 bucks or something.
I have more stories like this. Not even just about money. Like that guy who saw me pop a flat tire in the mall parking lot and insisted on changing it for me.
I actually also never feel guilty about asking for what I need, or accepting it, and you shouldn't either. I don't like this idea that you need to grovel and be exactly This self-flagellating and full of hatred and remorse to ride and earn one (1) morsel of kindness. What do I look like, a Catholic? You dont have to apologize for wanting to stay alive. You didn't ask to be born, and you weren't the one that put a price on living!
You know what I do instead? Pay it forward. Yes, I ebeg often, yet I, too, will sometimes send $5, $10, $30 to people I care about whenever we wind up with a little extra. You can't save money as a poor person anyway, it doesn't work, so why cling to my last few pennies when someone else could use it right now? I've watched Bel give away his last $5 to a different homeless person twice since we've been living in the car. One time we stayed and had dinner with the guy and his dog. He was a hitchhiker named Ray and he was SO interesting to talk to.
There are studies that show that the most generous people when it comes to donating are NOT the people with the most money. It's the poorest ppl in the community who have been or are in your shoes, and who know how you feel, who pitch in when you need it most. Hence the community $20. The idea that panhandlers are expecting something from well-off strangers who can't empathize with us is like... kinda silly lmao, we know most of those ppl hate our fucking guts and want us dead, actually. (Are rich ppl really just that threatened by the idea of sharing that they see someone going "help please (generally speaking)!" And they immediately go "ugh, ME????? How dare you ask ME specifically for MY hard earned money?????" Idk it kinda tracks.)
I also use a jovial tone in a lot of my posts because I have to ask for help a lot, and it gets tiring to everyone to constantly hear "I'm soooo sorry for being such a needy piece of GARBAGE, AGAIN, I really hate that i have to do this, but..." because that's just The Friend Who Is Apogizing For Breathing. That doesn't feel good to hear any more than it does to say, no one likes that. And yes SOME people DO want you to feel that way about needing help- but its not going to be the people who will help you, I promise you that. Also, think about what you're saying when you talk about yourself like that. Why are you garbage? Because the cost of living is too high? Because your boss doesn't pay you a living wage? Because your landlord wrings you dry? Because you can't afford your meds or food? How is any of that actually about you at all? How does being hungry and wanting to live make you garbage???
Deeply unfortunately, you also tend to get more attention with a chipper tone and a preemtive "thank you" instead of an "oh God oh God oh God I'm so sorry I'm so fucking sorry, fuck!!!!" I also won't imply urgency where there isn't any. Sometimes we DO need money asap and it's like, we'll literally be stranded in the woods with no food if we don't get it. But other times, we need money, but like, we have time to figure it out. I save the urgency for the times I really need it.
Instead I focus on the positive: I DO have a lot of friends who care about me, all over, and even strangers who care about me, too! Those people have been keeping my ass alive for YEARS! They shouldn't have to do that! I shoudlnt have to beg to continue to use my own organs! But also, how cool are my friends for being the realest commies I know??? They're not going to just let me die out here. Why would I be sad about that? Why would I feel bad about people caring about me and wanting to see me pull through? Why would I apologize for proving that the human loving spirit is in fact alive and well? In the times when there IS less urgency, I think it's just nicer to my friends to make a lighter hearted post once in a while- you know, for the ones constantly seeing this stuff and helping me out. I think it's nice to acknowledge them in a positive way, instead of always being like "god im do sorry that im STILL BREATHING, i know you guys HATE that!!!"
Like. Idk if this is making sense. Remember that post where the person was telling their partner, "I'm just so worried that you'll think I'm stupid and want me to shut up," and their partner said, "Thats kind of mean, I wish you wouldn't think of me that way"? It's like that. If your friends and mutuals wanted you to shut up and die and feel guilty for living, they wouldn't be sharing your posts or donating to you, and it's kind of... mean? To get off on that foot. It's like we expect people to only help us begrudgingly. Thats not true at all! Donation posts are optional. Most people who reply to them do so because they're in a position to help and they WANT to, because it makes them feel good.
It's thanks to my friends that I am still alive to make all these delightful posts for them to read. They want me to stay alive because they like having me around. So i try to continue to be that presence in exchange for their love and suppport, and yes, i will incorporate that into my posts asking for help, especially if its a less time-sensitive ask. Idk like, re-framing a situation and focusing on the positive is a basic coping skill from many types of therapy and I hate to say this but it really is good for you. (Also fwiw I try to always say "thank you" to every individual who sends me money, each and every time. Sometimes they don't let me send messages back thru the pay apps, and sometimes I forget, but I try to every time.)
Plus, damn near EVERYONE needs help right now! Poverty and income inequality and chronic houslessness and chronic ILLNESS are all at ALL TIME HIGHS. Pre-covid 25% of the population was disabled. I wonder what it will look like next time we get a handle on those numbers?
So just to be clear, again: I don't expect donations to pull us out of poverty! If that were realistic, it would have already happened, ive been doing this for a decade. I don't expect strangers to have a stake in our situation, either. All either of us want is to be able to keep living our lives as best as we can for as long as we can- and a lot of our friends, and other people, DO sympathize with that. That's a point of pride for the community I've chosen for myself. I refuse to feel guilty about surrounding myself with caring, wonderful people who actually read my posts. That sounds like a pretty big win for me actually lmao.
AND I refuse to feel guilty and self-deprecating over circumstances that are out of my control and don't actually weigh on my character whatsoever. Being disabled isn't a character flaw. Being unemployable bc of my symptoms isn't something that's "wrong" with ME. Being homeless during an ALL TIME RECORD HIGH of homelessness ISNT something thats "wrong" with "me," and it's not something I would want anyone else to feel guilty over, either! These things don't determine who I am as a person or the impact I have on the people around me. Clearly I continue to have a positive impact and be a good friend, or asking my friends for help wouldnt be keeping me alive. I simply don't have enough followers to get that much money from strangers lol. And I have more followers than a lot of people (around 1500 currently).
So yeah, this is to everyone else who's ever felt horrifically guilty for asking for help online or otherwise: even if you dont have a lot of connections and you ARE asking for help from strangers, needing one another isnt a character flaw! The people who care will WANT to help anyway, period. It makes people feel good to know they can help. And yes it does make people feel better to hear a "thank you! we are still alive and happy to be here!" Over a "fuck God I'm so sorry I'm still alive and burdening you all so with my high cost of breathing!!!!" I'm so sorry that you have to have a body! Me, too, bud. It's rough, but it's gonna be ok.
Anyway needing help is morally neutral. Now im just thinking about the way the upper class has poor people at each other's throats for the perceived "selfishness" of needing help- because in a world where you are constantly burnt out from work, and the value of a dollar is so horribly out of proportion to the effort it takes to earn, sharing that hard-won effort with anyone else does sometimes feel like too much. Im thinking about the way hoarding wealth & resources & keeping them behind paywalls is seen not only as morally superior but a sign of objective intelligence and life skills, vs how the way sharing is construed as foolishness, the way needing help to stay alive is construed as greed, while the upper class that literally stays healthy and youthful and thrives on the blood, sweat and tears of the lower class gets to pat themselves on the back for being morally superior, individualist, and "not needing anyone." Kinda makes me sick when I put it like that!
Anyway. Again, needing help is morally neutral, especially in this economy, and I refuse to hate myself for circumstances that aren't my fault and for having people in my life who are invested in me and want to see me pull through. Everyone deserves friends like that, and I hope you find them.
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bromantically · 1 year
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going to start attacking my uncle if he doesnt start using the right name for me in my own damn house. if hes gonna crash here hes gonna fucking use the right shit for me. im not going to sit around and be misgendered and deadnamed in the comfort of my own house just because he has nowhere else to go
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kitty-does-stuff · 3 months
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HOMELESS FAMILY NEEDS 800$
Hello everyone, me and my family are in dire need of money, we have been homeless for over a year. Recently we thought we had somewhere we could stay in our trucl & camper and work on establishing a income but the rug was pulled out from under us, our host didn't tell us critical information that we even asked for which has resulted in her receiving a eviction notice for a couple of months from now and us being told we had to leave ASAP
Now the big issue is that since we thought we could stay here we brought all of our stuff here so we could get it out of storage (which was becoming hard to afford & the manger was starting to try to hold our stuff hostage to control us) and well now we need to take it to a new place, which means more rent and we need gas to move our stuff from the farm we were staying at to the storage place.
We also have other expenses which I will breakdown here
- Storage bill
- Gas, both to move our stuff and also to stay warm in the -20c weather we are in
- Food, we are very low on food & barely scraping by
- Car insurance, without this we can't go on the road
- Phone bill, if we cannot pay this we will have no internet & be unable to fund rise.
In total if we can get $800 for this week we will be able to deal with this.
Donate: https://ko-fi.com/kittydoesstuff
0/800$
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dafnafoxtrait · 11 months
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Спасение кота или Саша Белый:день 2
Приехала сегодня навестить пациента в карантине. Воображение рисовало страшные картины, где кот умирает в луже собственной рвоты и крови, или раны гноятся разодранные несмышленой лапой.
С ужасом открыла дверь в комнату и увидела что кот а) жив и вполне себе здоров б) поел в) разобрался с мануалом к лотку и смотрит на меня в поисках пожрать.
Не стала разочаровывать блохастого, дала поесть. А потом началась война и мир. Только без мира.
Акт первый,Действие 1
«когти»
Начала, стараясь минимизировать опасность для своих, и без того подранных бандитом,рук. Надела конус,чтоб он не мог меня сожрать. Организовала смирительную рубашку из своей толстовки. Завернула пациента. И мы стали стричься. Диалог в это время выглядел примерно так
* вольный перевод с кошачьего
Кот:мяяяя[что ты делаешь, охнувшая в край женщина?*]
Я: закрой варежку и не ори. Тебе ж не больно, что комедию ломаешь?
К:*громче и протяжнее*мяяяяя[ тудать твою растудать я мужииик, еще отрежь мое достоинство]
Я: это в планах. Но врач сказал сначала карантин и глистогонка
К:*совсем уже истерично* мяяя [бляяяяя]
Итог:
- лишние когти
-лишние нервы
+ царапины и следы укусов
Акт первый, действие 2
«Вычесывание»
Экспериментальным путем мы поняли что ее всякая чесалка Белому нравится. Чесалка типо щетки была еще в первый день послана в пешее эротическое. Ибо нехуй. Перешли к дешеддеру. Стоит ли говорить какими кусками сходила шерсть с бандитоса и сколько кошачьих матов было на меня сказано? Однако откошмарив друг друга на полную из стемного клубка тополиного пуха стал проглядывать Кот.
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Акт второй, действие 1
« медвежья болезнь»
Так как у спиногрыза все еще был неоформленный стул,как сказали бы умные врачи, было решено а) наблюдать б) ненавязчиво помогать. Кто хоть немного знает о кошках, тот в курсе как изящно и дорого они стрессуют. Идиопатический цистит, внеплановая линька до блестящих залысин, а так же отказ от еды, метки вне лотка, раздирание мебели и хозяйских рук это только вершина айсберга симптомов.
Понос входит в вышеуказанный список. Вариантов дрища бандитоса всего три 1) он настрессовался и дрищет 2) он сожрал уличную дрянь и дрищет и 3) он страшно болен кошачьими версиями холеры-чумы-сифилиса, в гробу видал мои попытки его спасти и уже на днях планирует отдать свою душу кошачьему богу. Он засранец в прямом и переносном смысле, но третий исход маловероятен. На фоне всего вышеуказанного было решено давать разовую дозу полисорба разведенного по всем кошачьим правилам. Опять достали конус и смирительную рубашку. А еще спринцовку.
Мероприятие прошло успешно. Миссия выполнима.
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