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Originally Posted by kindlekitten
and see, in my brain I made the immediate leap to; "well of course it is a declawed cat as no one would expose their child to the possibility of a cat slashing a child's face"
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I don't think about those things because I'm not one for de-clawing cats. That's their first line of defense, and de-clawing means never letting them outside. I'd rather put up with a few scratches on the furniture and a bit of torn fabric.
The truth is, KK, I'm not a cat person. I think cats are cruel, self-centered, and dumb. The only reason I have Christian is that the former owner was going to drop him off at the pound and I figured no one would adopt an adult cat when so many kittens were available. So in a moment of weakness I offered her $25 just to keep him out of the clink. He's 17 now and getting old and a complete bother. He's staring at my left hand even now from about an inch away as I type. Always snuggling up to me in bed and crap and demanding to be petted and stroked. So I give in just to satisfy him, but I don't like it.
Now he's sitting in my lap. Dumb cat.