My Bitch Cat

This is my cat, Sachi, she’s a Tonkinese.

She’s got an instagram: https://www.instagram.com/misssachimoto/
(what cat doesn’t?)
She races around the house like a clumsy goat after she poops. I can't decide whether she is so relieved to be free of the burdensome pooh, or if she's terrified that it's coming after her. Either way, she's fast and loud, she sounds like she weighs a hundred pounds...sometimes she has to yell about it before she poops.

It's weird.

I mean, I've had lots of cats and none of them ever announced their poop plans, but she seems to be quite proud of hers. Does anyone else's cat give a shout out to their poop?

She is really into boxes. ![IMG_5884.JPG]

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She loves furniture chaos.

Really, chaos of any kind is her favorite thing, next to stalking me and sun puddles.

Oh, and clean laundry…before she went deaf, about 6 months ago, she’d hear the dryer door open and come running.

She has a favorite toy that she refuses to let me see her play with, but whenever I leave the house I find it somewhere new…it’s hysterical.

Sachi was a gift when my other cat ran away about 10 years ago, and at first she hated me. She had one person that mattered to her, my son.
They were best buddies. She slept in his room, sat on his shoulder, followed him everywhere, talked only to him.
Even though I was the one who always fed her, gave her kitty cookies and brought her presents, she always shunned me. ”You’re such a bitch” I’d say, she’d just look at me like, “yeah…and?”

Then my son got big and decided he wanted to move out on his own…it almost killed us both.
(I'd post pictures, because I have a ton of the two together, her sleeping on his back, him holding her rubbing her belly, her licking his hair, but I don't have skills in photoshop to blur out his face...but trust me, he's a very handsome man, my son)

She’d sit in his room and howl, looking out the window, wondering when he was coming back and where all of his stuff went.
She slowly realized that she was stuck with me and started coming around a bit more.
Now we’re pretty close.

She talks to me a lot, sits on my lap, kisses me, shares my pillow, and thinks I’ll be sufficient until her real bestie comes for visits…then I no longer exist.

Thanks for looking at my cat :) Hope y'all have a great day. Shalom.