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Let’s play.

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Because it’s Friday and that’s what we do here.

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My roommate put a dead (headless 🤢) mouse in my shoe.

My roommate comes into the bathroom and watches me pee.

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My roommate hides under the bed and attacks my ankles as I walk by.

My roommate likes belly rubs when he’s high on catnip.

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How about you…

What does your roommate do?

(If you’re not lucky enough to share your space with a feline, feel free to substitute dog, hamster, bird, lizard etc)

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26 thoughts on “Let’s play.”

  1. I don’t have any pet now and I haven’t for years. My last pet was a hamster. But before that, it was a cat I had from a rescue shelter. So based on her for my roommate. Her name was Miley.

    My roomate was a carer when I was ill.

    She knew when I felt down and gave me even more cuddles than I thought she couldn’t possibly give already.
    The love she gave every day was at first claustrophobic with being in my face. But I got used to this love after a number of weeks.

    My roommate never left my side when I was at home. Followed me everywhere. But I made sure I got peace in the bathroom.

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  3. My roommates (because I have two) sleep for 23 hours straight. One of my roommates likes to play tag in the middle of the night when I have to go to the bathroom. One of my roommates likes to bite me out of the blue for no reason. Both my roommates like different snacks therefore I have to buy TWO DIFFERENT BRANDS. One of my roommates pooped in one of my high heeled shoes. One of my roommates knocked down one of the window blinds because he wanted to sit and sun on the window. One of my roommates likes poached chicken, the other does not. One of my roommates likes the foam on top of my cappuccino the other does not.

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  7. I’ve had quite a number of roommates over 50 years and they each had their quirks. Such as throwing books off the shelves when I was on the phone. And getting treats himself out of an upper cabinet and then eating them in my bed. Another who had a penchant for trying to snack on the private bits of my boyfriends. My last roommate liked to argue and argue and argue. She had an opinion about everything..Also she demanded the use of my various computer devices. All of my roommates preferred lounging on tables and counters and totally ignored any suggestion that they use the floor. I could go on but you get the idea…

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  9. My roommate runs from outside to watch me pee.
    My roommate pees in my closet.
    My rommate barfs on the carpet nearly every time their food is a different flavor (same brand & style, just diff flavor).
    If given the opp, my roommate would knife a bitch for Inana Churu treats

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  10. One roommate snores while he sleeps in my arms like a baby. Another roommate recently tolerated a “mani-pedi” better than ever before when we tried giving her Churru (like tuna-flavored yogurt) during the mani-pedi. Yet another roommate flops down on the floor and rolls around on her back, which is very cute, but she also chews woodwork, which is less cute.

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  11. My housematesi all make me laugh, no catnip needed. Yet they can go from all five in a room with us to suddenly no cts in the room without us seeing any of them leave. I’m sure they all know how to teleport themselves to other portals both upstairs and down.
    Tecumseh’s latest gimmick is burritoing himseof in bedcovers, making himself look like j6st another lump. Diabola has decided she needs her kitty candy brought to her — talk about room service. Millicent is the best mothcatcher in the house, but she refuses to ewt the ladt moth until after it has babies. She is a moth rancher, refusing to commit genocide — and thus always having more moth to chase and eat. Halverstock (with a silent “L”) is his brother Tecumseh’s shadow, and has been sinde heand his sister Millicent came to live with us. His biggest oddity, he eill not eat people food until his brother eats it first. But once the food is determined to be poison-free, he will steal his brother’s food. His dash abd grab technique has been perfected over his years with us.
    And then there is SiSi, who beluebes her mother is for loving, but her dad is only good for playing with, preferably with claws and teeth. Her sneak attacks have caused many hot liquid spills, plann8ng her attacks for when I am occupied carring fups or glasses. Then when I bend down to clean her mess, she sneak attacks again — 9ften jumping on my back and trying to bite my neck.
    We love them all.

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