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I don't have a pet right now, but when I grew up we had an amazing black cat with thick but short fur and tuffs of hair on her ears.
Anyway, she always wanted to drink water from the shower when she was thirsty, this despite having a full water bowl.
It would get to the point where she would come into your room and get your attention and lead you to the shower and look at it and then at you until you turned it on to wet the floor so she could drink.
She was absolutely crazy for my mom's apple pie, it was the only time she ever jumped up on the living room table when we all sat around it, just to get a bite of apple pie, she knew very well that she wasn't allowed to be on the table, yet the allure of the apple pie was too strong...
She was an amazing huntress, there were days when she came home with two fieldfares that she had killed, one time when she had been out all night (cats are legally allowed to free roam in Sweden) we opened the door and there was a tail from a squirrel laying on the porch, she was so effective that the birds posted lookouts for her and dive bombed her with birdshit.
She never made a fuzz when mom had to wash her after she had been shat on, to the point where she stayed in the bathtub and waited for my mom to get a towel to dry her off.
She hated being in your lap and would jump off at the first chance, but she always liked being where the rest of the family was, if we were watching a movie on the TV she would come down and lay on the rug in the living room with us.
Before we got her, I didn't realize that cats could hiccup, I saw it once or twice, I heard a small hiccup sound and her entire body shook slightly and she looked increadibly confused when it happened.
Cats kill billions of animals every year on just the US, many more worldwide. They've wiped many species off the face of the Earth, and more are on the way. Please keep your cats inside.
Meh, if the law permits that cats may free roam, which they do in Sweden, I'll let my cat outside.