Brace yourselves, readers. You're entering a blog with belligerent rants/reviews, chaotic writings, incompetent; pointless fangirling... and, oh yeah, GIFS. Fuckloads of them... did I also mention some swearing? I'm an eighteen-year-old girl majoring in Theatre Arts. I may not be an excellent writer, but gosh, I love doing it.
so i've been letting two stray cats come into my house everyday for a few hours to eat and have water, one of them (both girls btw) showed up so i gave her some food. i thought she was full because she didn't finish; she starts following me around the kitchen crying and i'm just like, 'stop being a glutten you have food right there, eat it!' but she keeps following me around meowing.
i made a hotdog and went into the room and she's looking up at it meowing-- occasionally lifting up on two legs to have both her fronts paws on top of the bed. so i give her some of my wiener. she does it again and i say the same thing that she has food 'right over there' and i lead her to it, but she will not eat.
a couple of minutes later, her sister shows up at the door meowing and i let her in
GUESS WHAT??
when the other cat i let in went to the unfinished food, the one following me started eating with her.
SHE WAS SAVING THE FOOD FOR HER AND HER SISTER I JUST