I know some of your names, and have spoken to some of you individually through other mediums, but did you know that I generally belong
That might be a little inaccurate because I do have random accounts all over the web, but for the most part this is the only forum I participate in.
Most of you probably don't have any idea who I am, which is ok, cause I'm not here very often. I only come here for a community opinion when
specific topics catch my eye. When topics catch my eye, I get obsessed for a minute (or 10, or a decade....) For example, I heard this word
"pleiadian" in reference to aliens and my first thought was, "What the hell is that? Why have I not heard of that?", and I started googling.
I spent the following 36 hours (pretty much straight), reading everything I could find on the subject. My research lead me to tons of other terms and
searches, and one thing stood out in all of them....
so thats how I got here
I was here from whenever my join date says (can't remember right now, not gonna check), pretty much constantly until the Elenin (and other 10/28/11)
Then I got over it and got addicted to something else.
I told you all of that for 2 reasons. First, so that some people might get a little insight and understand my sporadic posts, but mostly so that I
can tell the next part of this story
Since this is the only literal "forum" I have to tell it in....
Tonight I'm obsessing over my cat.
I noticed he is getting clingy...constantly wants on my lap, constantly following me around, constantly petting himself on my legs, you know the
I have lived with cats before, but I don't know much about them. I was a dog person, I was always a dog person, and the cats belonged to my mother.
I wanted no part of them or the caring of them, and barely stooped to pet them. I wasn't mean or anything like that, I wouldn't chase them out of
my room (the cat hair mixes nicely with the dog hair already on the bed), I would just ignore them altogether.
Then I got the B.B. Who ironically disappeared as soon as I started to type this, even though he was all over me while I was googling... (did I use
ironically properly? some people are nutty about that....you'll just have to straight up forgive my poor punctuation), SO, I couldn't take a
current picture, and I stressed for 15 mins to decide which one was the cutest, and decided to show you this one cause it seemed to fit
That is the epitome of my B.B. - stretched out, owning the bed, basking in the sun, looking all cute!
Why this cat and not the others??? I blame the dog (Zelda, who we lost about a year later, don't be sad, she was ready and went peacefully)
So, first thing I notice from googling "whats up with my cat", is that EVERYONE wants you to immediately run to a vet everytime your cat has a mood
After I waded through those (and of course overcame my brief obsession that they might be right), I came across sooooooo many awesome
They did a much better job at explaining the situation too.
I considered joining to share my experiences, but then I thought why.... why should I join there to post something they've read a million times, when
I have this wonderful community over here - with people obsessive like me, who have been wading through endless debates, and being trolled, all day
long, and could probably use a smile.
So I hope I brought you a smile. And if its not against T&C - I highly recommend this thread
External Link: www.enotalone.com
which will surely give any cat lover (even if its
just one cat) a chuckle.
By the end of my reading, and this thread, I decided that B.B. is just spoiled rotten. I can't resist his cuteness and he knows it!
Thanks for sharing my morning