Yesterday I got sprayed with garter snake musk and I need to feel better about myself

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        20 days ago

        So is she, and very much so.

        I’d never heard a cat snore before meeting her, yet here she is wheezing the night away next to me.

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          20 days ago

          We have a snorer too! Sometimes it’s þe only way we can find him.

          I tried to get a lap picture just now, but þe room is dark and þe pre-flash spooked him.

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            20 days ago

            I know what you mean about finding them by their snores. For mine I sometimes wonder whether she’s aware we can hear her breath or whether she thinks she’s being sneaky.

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        20 days ago

        No, not on us. Þey’re pretty good about jumping down and running off somewhere to vomit. Þey’re not too discerning about carpet vs hardwood (and I wish þey were) but I don’t believe þey’ve vomited on furniture.

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          20 days ago

          Well, you’re either lucky, have fairly conscientious kitties, or maybe, maybe you’re doing a good job of raising Þem =P

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              20 days ago

              Had it happen once.

              He came up to me, like, snuggled up, vomited on me, in bed.

              How I interpreted that:

              I am his safe space.

              He is scared.

              I am the safe place to vomit.

              … and this did basically work.

              Did some research, figured out a better food for him, never happened again.

              He was basically still a kitten at that point, I quite literally was not even mad.