I have probably posted these before but this was my perfect childhood kitty cat, Punky, and I just wanted to elaborate more on him. He was a very special kitty to me because we had him literally since I remember, and we were best buddies until he passed away when I was 14. The cool thing about him was that he was an indoor/outdoor cat who pretty much had us trained. He would cry if he was cooped up for too long; even in the winter he liked to go outside for a little bit. Every night around 10-11pm he would sit by the back door and wait for someone to let him out. Then he would go about his cat things for a while (hang out on that slide, catch a mouse for us, roll around on the sidewalk), and every single morning at 5am he would come back in (my mom kept her bedroom window open so she could hear him meowing at the back door). He was a little standoffish in nature, a pretty cool disposition, but he appreciated scratches and face-rubs for small sessions at a time. Sometimes he would be so happy that his purr was almost deafening. He would start to choke on his purrs and he’d have to walk away when it got too overwhelming for him. He was also very responsive to cues. One of his favorite things was to lay on the sidewalk outside our back door and bask in the sun. If you caught him laying there, you could say “Are you rollin’?! Are you ROLLIN’?”, and he’d look at you and then start rolling on his back.
He could also hold his own in a fight. In his lifetime he killed an opossum, a skunk, and a lot of birds and mice. And that’s only what we knew about.
Sometimes when he meowed at my mom, it really sounded like “Mom”, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he figured out how to say it because at the time, she was raising three kids alone and day in and day out from the three of us it was always “Mom!” “Mooom” “Hey Mom” and I’m sure he was smart enough to learn it from us.
There was no point to this other than I came across these photos and wanted to share the story of my perfect kitty Punky.
look at this cool ass thing my mom painted, what the fuck
you’re not kidding hahah
9 months ago my david and my brother and his wife and i played a board game called quarantine, which is basically a hospital-building game, and whoever has the biggest and most efficient hospital at the end wins
david and my sister in law carlie tied, and then tied on all of three tie breakers
the game’s rules actually say that in this event, the next person to get sick loses the game
that was 9 months ago, and even though carlie is a nurse and david is a british man not accustomed to our american germs, neither of them has gotten sick yet, and it’s becoming contentious
and i am CURRENTLY SICK and david is SHUNNING ME LIKE A PLAGUE VICTIM
talking to my big bro on the phone today
me: i’m now the age mom was when she had you, this is wrinkling my brain
nick: yeah… you know i’m older than you right?
nick: i’m now the age mom was when she had YOU
me: stop that right now
so we SEVERELY overate at famous dave’s tonight and bc we were all just clutching our tummies and groaning we wanted to commemorate the absurdity
yeah my jeans are unbuttoned wanna fight about it
the flow chart that my brother contributed to my xmas present d&d scrapbook, written as his dragonborn paladin, korvalt
in the game i posted about a few days ago, one of the questions i asked was ‘what will i be doing in 20 years’ and this is what my family came up with
we played this game at my mom’s tonight where one person asks a subjective question off a card (like “who is the best movie actor of all time”) and everyone else writes down the answer they think that person would say (so if my sister had read the question off the card, a person who knew her well would say elijah wood), then the person picks the correct one out of the guesses provided and people get points etc
my question was “who is the best movie couple of all time” and three out of six people said tonysteve including my mother
so basically it’s nice to be understood so well by my family