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When Cats Attack
Lola’s MVP
@silaswood
Frank was rushing to meet Silas on time so they could get to their first class on time. On time for Silas and Frank usually meant at least ten to fifteen minutes before class actually started. He’s hunched over his fingers quickly lacing up his shoes when out of nowhere there’s a blur of fur. He would never tell anyone, but he lets out a high pitch shriek when he feels the weight of the unknown creature pressure into his shoulder. His mouth left agape as he tries to turn his face at the guest in his room, while regaining the full use of his lungs. After a few labored breaths he finally notices when an orange paw bops his nose, who it might be. “Lola?” The voice croaks out as he straightens his posture in his sitting position. ”Where the Merlin sake did you come from?” He’s frightened to move any sudden movements, but the cat starts to mew loudly in his ear. Practically nagging him until he stood up carefully. If anyone saw him walking it probably looked like he had to take a massive dump, but he was being very careful not to disrupt the cat who wouldn’t budge off his shoulder. That’s a lie. Lola only moved once so her tail could swat at his face as he made his way to where he normally met Silas. ”Ok, Lola if you could just…turn…” Frank paused his words, because not only didn’t he notice he was just about to start talking to a cat. Lola had lifted up on her hind legs and placed her front paws into his messy sandy blonde locks. Steal eyes widen as he slows his pace feeling her claws dig in and out of his skull. That does it. Lola won’t win this. He moves his hands up while he walks to grab the chubby orange tabby, but soon realizes how relentless the tabby is when she starts to growl at his hands. ”Lola. Get off my head…” He frowns in slight irritation but pauses in front of the owner of the beast on his head. As his steps stop, Lola gets ballsy and climbs fully atop his head. Cocoa or some sort of sweet stuck to her whiskers as she starts a full chorus of meows. What did this even mean? Was she blaming him for startling her? Frank was sure that earlier his skeleton left his body when she initially planned her attack. Now the cat was purring, and he was completely puzzled. “Sleep well Silas? Lola..is..I don’t know. What is she doing up there?” Frank asks as he tries to lift his gaze to her without alarming the animal.
My roommates cat Fucked up my wrist and just really my whole fucking arm but it Looks like I’ve cut myself and I have to tell this like big story about how a cat attacked me which I feel like makes people think I’m trying to throw blame after I’ve cut myself but it really was a cat he went Nuts
I SUMMON THEE, @wirepaladin! MINION OF MINE, THROUGH FELINE ARTS MOST DARK AND ANICIENT I COMMAND THEE TO BRING ME A GAZILLION CASES OF WET FOOD AND ALL THE MEOWJUANA YOU CAN STUFF IN THAT BIG ASS QUEER RECREATIONAL VEHICLE OF YOURS. OH AND MAKE ME SOME BUTTERMILK CHICKEN WHILE YOURE AT IT.
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Scout is incredibly displeased with the smell of my hair... she attacked my head/tried to eat it... uh... no thanks...
xo.