Freaky Pussy
If stories about freaky pussy cats isn't your "thang".......you'll want to just skip this post.
I'm a strong believer in fate. I usually call fate "God." It is my sincere belief that life is not full of consequences, but instead is orchestrated by a power greater than me. Therefore, because of this firm belief, I know that before time began I was deemed to be the mama of one freaky-teaky kitty. His name is Tigger, but we call him Bubba, Tig-Tig, Baby Boy & big-man-kitty. I don't think he knows his "legal" name. But, his name is not what this story is about.
From the day he was given to us he has cracked us up. He, being the man-kitty that he is, has an innate need to "mark" his territory. There's no need to cringe....noone ever taught Tig-Tig how to "mark" in the correct manner known to all (except for him) male kitties.
Please, don't discuss his "marking habits" in front of him. We don't want him to feel like he's "different."
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