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So at the rescue I think I'm starting to fall in like with a pair of cats from a group of 18 we took in from a hoarding situation. We've adopted a lot of them out (including one I named Cheezburger), but six of the poor things are still here, and likely will be for some time as it is kitten season (and 95% of the people that come in want kittens.)
Anyway, I forget their actual names, but I call them Stocky and The Catfather. Stocky (shorthair tabby) is larger than your average cat, mostly in skeletal terms. But he is incredibly sweet; if you get down close enough to him, he will stand up and latch onto your shoulders and just rub his face all over you. Doesn't try to get you to hold him or anything, he just wants to hug. When he's not hugging, he has this cool pose where his front paws kind of dangle off when he lays on his favorite stool.
The Catfather (longhair... uh... gray) just reminds me of Don Corleone from the Godfater; its puffy, slightly sagging cheek hair and overall demeanor just fit so well. He's not as vocal or affectionate as Stocky, but he still loves attention and chills even more.
Fuck me I wish I had my own place so I could adopt these guys. ;_; Picture is Stocky, though in a different room than they're in now; that might be The Catfather in the back, but without seeing the face I can't be sure. Look at that damn cat just chilling.
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