Pookah
10 Feb
I’ve been catsitting for the last few months. I’ve grown to really love and adore Jen’s male cat named Pookah. He’s uber affectionate and snuggles better than any other boy I’ve met. He licks my face when I’m sweaty or sad and meows so sweet and high-pitched he sounds like a baby crying.
He only eats when I’m home. He loves dried sardines. I tried to teach him to poop in the toilet. It worked, but then he got confused and thought the toilet is for poo and my bed is for pee. The litter box was immediately reinstanted. My apartment now has a funk that will not go away. I love him, regardless.
This is what he looks like:
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watch out, that think will claw your eyes out without warning….evil beasts.