The thing I love the most about cats, and maybe Gibson in particular, is the sheer fucking audacity and attitude for a ball of fluff that is literally 1/20th my size.
Zero fucks given. “I do what I want, when I want and too fucking bad if you don’t like it. If you try to stop me in any way, I will make your life miserable for as long as I deem necessary”.
My Pepper has that confidence. All 3kg of her, and it’d only directed at me. Every one else gets lovey Pepper, I get spicy bitch cat! I still love her, and suffer multiple scratches from trying to show her how much.
My cat was lounging on the window sill in the sun the other day when he decided my pot plant was an affront to him and he punted it onto the ground. So yea, I agree with your assessment and no it’s not just Gibson.
The thing I love the most about cats, and maybe Gibson in particular, is the sheer fucking audacity and attitude for a ball of fluff that is literally 1/20th my size.
Zero fucks given. “I do what I want, when I want and too fucking bad if you don’t like it. If you try to stop me in any way, I will make your life miserable for as long as I deem necessary”.
I respect the confidence lol
My Pepper has that confidence. All 3kg of her, and it’d only directed at me. Every one else gets lovey Pepper, I get spicy bitch cat! I still love her, and suffer multiple scratches from trying to show her how much.
Spicy bitch cat 😂 😂 😂
Her nickname is Pepperoni. There is also a home made song about her being the spiciest of all the sausage cats.
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My cat was lounging on the window sill in the sun the other day when he decided my pot plant was an affront to him and he punted it onto the ground. So yea, I agree with your assessment and no it’s not just Gibson.