I’m Kittie, a domestic housecat therian who only started figuring that out extremely recently! I’m really new to the community, so I’m not quite up to date on all the terminology yet. Feel free to correct me if I get something wrong, but please be polite.
I have an ever growing collection of cat kaomojis to be found here;
💬 4 🔁 3 ❤️ 5 · Thinking making a collection for all cat kaomojis I can find so I (and other cats) have an easy place to find them… so here
This blog is going to act as a public diary/scrapbook about my experience as a cat, where I’m planning to hoard posts that appeal to my cat side and meow about my own life. It’s a side blog, so I don’t think I’ll be interacting through it much, but that might change. My main is a secret :3 but that’s only because it’s basically just an archive for myself meowwww
Tags and other info below the cut :3
Please address me as you would any cat you didn’t know, including in terms of pronouns. Whatever you default to when referring to a cat works for me! Please do not ever refer to me as a human- person is tolerable, but I’d prefer cat, being or creature. In addition, I prefer feline viviterms to refer to my body.
I’m still working out my identify as a therian, so I don’t have many details on what kind of cat I am yet, but I do know that I am a cat.
I’m not a minor, but I have no plans on posting or reblogging anything explicit, though it is possible that there may be some suggestive content.
Bigots of any kind are not welcome here. My blog is a safe space for all marginalized groups, and I will never support Zionism, Transmisogyny, Exorsexism, Transphobia, Sexism, Sanism, Homophobia or white supremacy here and I ask that those who do please see themselves out.
I stand on the principle of “if it’s not hurting anyone, it’s none of my business” in regards to most other topics.
Tags:
#KittieMeowing -> My tag for my own text posts
#KittieTrophies -> Reblogs
#KittieChatter -> When I reblog stuff as part of a conversation with somebeing
Oh, to be a little kitten who just got vaccinated and then taken to a high-end restaurant and tasted the best food the chefs could offer and then fell asleep in a basket.
Sometimes being a cat kinda feels like I’m wearing a bigass trenchcoat and stilts and saying “Hello my name is Normal Mann and I am definitely not a cat” like in a cartoon
biting can communicate so many emotions. angry? one big bite. affectionate? lots of little bites. sad? chewing on something thoughtfully. happy? many chomps. what isn’t there to love about it
