My body is a cat bed.
Said in my best Cartmann voice. Lol.
This little bitch is lucky she’s so dang cute.
New York is (hopefully) about to pass a law making it illegal to declaw cats. The legislature passed it, and the governor is reviewing it now.
I’m all about this, and I very much hope it passes there, and eventually elsewhere. It’s absolutely a cruel, unnecessary, and selfish procedure. If you claim to love cats, but turn around and declaw them, I’m majorly side eyeing you.
Violet has her claws, and she has definitely destroyed a lot of my shit, mostly as a kitten/adolescent cat. However, I have worked hard to train her to claw on appropriate surfaces. Is it 100% on point? Of course not. But training and aversion therapy is effective. If you can’t deal with some clawing/scratching, then owning a cat is not for you.
My husband doesn’t like clawed cats. I get it. I really do. I adore cats, but I’d rather never own another than declaw one to force it to conform to my own unrealistic expectations. I love them too much to inflict something so awful upon them. So I may not ever have another cat after Violet, because I refuse to amputate a pet. Period.
Ugh. I get so emotional about this.
They’ve come a long way.
Do you see how she’s preparing to smack him?!
I’m working from home today, and kitty stole my chair.
This has been happening since I got home this morning.
You’ve gotta turn the sound on.
I wanted some alone time to catch up on my reading, but kitty wasn’t having it. She demanded I put my book down and give her proper pets and holds.