Posted on 06/11/2017 4:41:25 AM PDT by C19fan
You may think that owners pick which pet they want - but sometimes animals make the decision for themselves. In these adorable photographs compiled byBored Panda, reluctant owners reveal just what happens when cats turn up uninvited at their homes - and what little power they have to get rid of them.
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Well,Hello Kitty.
A similar kitty was seen at the front door of a hotel near here. He had great fun walking past the door open sensor.
Did they name it “Dreamer”?
That’s pretty much how all our pets have come to live with us.
The latest bunch of kittens were brought in by one of our older male cats. He’s been fixed so isn’t the daddy but they love him as if he were.
We’ll, hopefully they’re not panthers or bobcats like these!
Dude!
It’s me, Mittens.
Let me in!
Ping
Kitty ping...
Typical photo caption: “What a surprise: Somebody came home to this cat on their worktop and they look equally as shocked as they do.”
What kind of confusing loblolly is this?? Are these some kind of non-gender-binary cats using their preferred pronouns? Ever heard of the word “it”?
I think we need a bigger scratching post./.....
Absolutely, but why use it? (no pun intended) They're just giving you something to police on a Sunday afternoon, figuring you're likely bored and lonely and need some human interaction even tho it's via the internet..............
First time a cat chose me: a girlfriend had left her cats with me to care for while she took a trip. When she came back, and picked up the cats, the male jumped out of her car and ran to my front door to sit and wait for me to let him back in. Boy, was she pissed.
Second time, weather was bad, cool and wet, and I heard someone knocking on my front screen door. When I opened the door, a cat walked in, looked around, and nodded as if to say, “this’ll do.”
The next two, strays, showed up outside, and I fed them. Before long, they were inside. When it got cold, they slept on top of me, in bed. “Warmest spot in the house.”
The last, a three-legged female, showed up in the winter. We fed her, outside, because we felt sorry for her, and admired her grit. At first she wouldn’t come inside, which was fine with us. Then she started to relent and come in for short visits. Then she snuck in and had her kittens under our bed. “Enough already!” We took her and the litter to the Co. Animal Shelter, where they were picked up right away by some cat rescue group and put up for adoption.
And don’t even get me started on the raccoons...
“Who, thirty years ago, would have dreamed that one day they would carry in their pocket a device that gave them instant access to all the world’s knowledge, and instead, they would use it to store pictures of cats and get into fights with people they don’t know?”
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