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About Chasing and Catching Pussy
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About Chasing and Catching Pussy Chasing pussy has been a lifelong passion of mine. I am a first rate pussy chaser. I don't get all that much, but I love pussy. I can honestly say I have not been terrifically successful at getting the kind I want for a while now. All I can say is that the only women I ever seem to get close to are the ones who ask me. I have never picked one up at a bar. The only ones I ask out that go are just there for the free meal, entertainment, gifts or whatever else they can get. The ones I like say they don't want to take advantage of my good nature when they have nothing for me. What happened to women wanting love slaves? Married women hit on me regularly in real life. Husbands fifty pounds overweight, glued to the couch, getting drunk and pigging out on junk food. I am reasonably active and fit. I feel justified for my lifestyle when I am hit on by a woman. I don't want to go for it, if she is attached. I have been avoiding taking that step for a while now, but lately I'm starting to feel that part of something is better than nothing at all. That's it for the sexy part of this post. “Now I have a cat. Well, that's not quite accurate. A cat and I have each other.” ---Kinky Friedman My sister and most of her friends are "crazy cat people". Some of her friends have become my friends over the years. (I'm a "crazy fish person". They don't pee, poop or puke on the floor or beds. They don't whine about affection, food and going outside. This seems to be an admirable set of traits to me). I don't like to see any living creature suffer or neglected. Almost all creatures need love. I usually have scratches on my hands and arms from holding a kitty for medicating, from trying to socialize a captured feral kitty or playing with a kitten that gets rough when its instincts kick in or while removing one from a trap. I have been bitten several times and had to take Z packs, which is a powerful combination of antibiotics designed to stop "cat scratch fever" and other infections caused by bacteria. I have been bitten by scared kitties, by kitties I was force feeding (cats will not eat if they lose their sense of smell while ill and have to be force fed), while catching a feral kitty and under other circumstances. We rescue lost, sick and feral cats. I help out when I am asked. Occasionally I volunteer if someone has some extra slots at one of the free clinics around the area. Sometimes a cat will avoid traps no matter what you do, how hungry or sick it may be. That's where I enter the picture. I am a hillbilly and catching animals is something I learned at an early age. Some of my friends call me the "cat whisperer. The experience gained in my youth has enabled me to learn to get inside animals heads and help them whether they want help or not. Shots, neutering and health care are important to unwanted, helpless, homeless creatures, even rats, which I like on a level commiserate with certain insects and spiders. Except for Chinese zodiac Rats. Most of my best friends are Rats. Sometimes I take a captured feral kitten on as my personal responsibility. I see that it gets fixed, fed and vaccinated. I only take the best ones, the cats that choose me. The smart, perky, affectionate, loyal ones. My # 1 & # 2 cats are gorgeous and will not take food from any other people or go to them. "Happiness is a wet pussy." "Some of them want to lick you, Some of them want to be licked by you." Sweet Dreams are made of this... Who am I to disagree... Annie Lennox. This is not an exact quote of the song for those unfamiliar with her music.--- Top photo is of me, after a hard but successful day chasing pussy with my catch. I sat down and the gang climbed me like a tree, positioning themselves for the photo. Not my first choice but sometimes you have to take what you can get. Cat, the "other white meat". I don't eat this kind of pussy but I do pet and play with them. A pussy usually likes to play, in my experience. Second picture is of a tee shirt I have. The next picture is my cat Dali high fiving me. The # 4 photo is Cootie. # 5 is Coonie.      |
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