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Im going to tell you a story about my cat.
why? i dont know, bored.
This happened about 2 weeks ago : my parents had came to my house to help me decorate the shit hole that i lived in, we got quite alot done, laid carpets, painted/wall papered walls etc, The next day early in the morning both of my parents were awake down stairs, my dad decided to let one of my cats outside as it was meowing at the door and thought nothing more of it, then around 45 mins later at around 7:30AM in the morning my parents decided they were going to travel back home. They left my house and drove up the road, only to notice a cat lying there , they came straight back to my house and started knocking on my door and told me they thought my cat was dead. So obviously i went up the road to see what had happened, and there she was, my 6 year old cat lying motionless on the floor with her eyes wide open and her rib cage pretty much destroyed.
I was pretty gutted at the sight of seeing my cat like this to be honest, but i did the right thing and picked her up and took her back to my house, i took her in the garden and dug a hole for her burial, i said my goodbyes and what not and buried my cat, my fiancee was quite broken up about our cat and was highly emotional about it, and i was to say the least not in the greatest mood either, we just sat around the house most of the day doing nothing, couldnt really be bothered to eat or go anywhere.
Later that night after smoking about my 7th joint of the day out of depression i decided i was going to smoke another, i rolled it up ready and then walked into my back garden to smoke it, as i lit it and took a drag on it, i heard a ''meow'' now part of me did think ''hey that sounds like my cat'' but take in mind i was 100% certain my cat was dead as i buried her my self, but as i looked around, their she was, just sat there looking at me. To say the least i was a bit freaked out, and after about 10 mins of staring at this cat constantly i was still unsure, so i went into the garden and checked the grave where i had buried my beloved cat, but the grave wasnt dug up in anyway.
so to cut an overly long story short, it turns out i buried the absolute double of my cat and accidentally burried my neighbour's cat.
why did i decide to post this? i dont know, weed does strange things to people.
inb4spam
why? i dont know, bored.
This happened about 2 weeks ago : my parents had came to my house to help me decorate the shit hole that i lived in, we got quite alot done, laid carpets, painted/wall papered walls etc, The next day early in the morning both of my parents were awake down stairs, my dad decided to let one of my cats outside as it was meowing at the door and thought nothing more of it, then around 45 mins later at around 7:30AM in the morning my parents decided they were going to travel back home. They left my house and drove up the road, only to notice a cat lying there , they came straight back to my house and started knocking on my door and told me they thought my cat was dead. So obviously i went up the road to see what had happened, and there she was, my 6 year old cat lying motionless on the floor with her eyes wide open and her rib cage pretty much destroyed.
I was pretty gutted at the sight of seeing my cat like this to be honest, but i did the right thing and picked her up and took her back to my house, i took her in the garden and dug a hole for her burial, i said my goodbyes and what not and buried my cat, my fiancee was quite broken up about our cat and was highly emotional about it, and i was to say the least not in the greatest mood either, we just sat around the house most of the day doing nothing, couldnt really be bothered to eat or go anywhere.
Later that night after smoking about my 7th joint of the day out of depression i decided i was going to smoke another, i rolled it up ready and then walked into my back garden to smoke it, as i lit it and took a drag on it, i heard a ''meow'' now part of me did think ''hey that sounds like my cat'' but take in mind i was 100% certain my cat was dead as i buried her my self, but as i looked around, their she was, just sat there looking at me. To say the least i was a bit freaked out, and after about 10 mins of staring at this cat constantly i was still unsure, so i went into the garden and checked the grave where i had buried my beloved cat, but the grave wasnt dug up in anyway.
so to cut an overly long story short, it turns out i buried the absolute double of my cat and accidentally burried my neighbour's cat.
why did i decide to post this? i dont know, weed does strange things to people.
inb4spam
































