I lost a cat of mine about 1 year and 9 months ago. He didn’t die. He ran away. A former roommate of mine left the window open and he got out. Former roommate never apologized and then my phone got stolen the night after I put up a fuck ton of posters around town. And that was Halloween night. I was really counting on so many people being out and looking for black cats. I cried harder than I ever have before. I loved that cat. I still love him.

Obligatory picture of my lost boy Apollo.

Thirded

I snuck into your mom’s house last night

What does this mean?

Whacking me is my cat’s main form of communication. He wants food? I get whacked until I’m awake and feed him. He wants pets? I get whacked. He wants snuggles? You guessed it, I get whacked.

I think it’s a comm where some guy posts whatever they’re interested in at the moment. Kind of like c/Gondaily

Banning cats from conservation areas sounds reasonable, but how do you actually go about enforcing that? It sounds practically unenforceable.

Imo, not your community, not your problem. The second they do it in your community, then deal with it as you see fit. You’re only responsible for moderating your community.

He’s probably miserable because he’s about to die in a horrific manufacturing accident