Ideas Collection

Spirit Animal?

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My cat talks to me. Okay I know as far as secret confessions go this is a laughable and unrealistic one but it's true. I should probably start from when this first started.

I was feeding him some biscuits and he was meowing loudly, he was also close to tripping me. "Damn it stupid cat!." I actually love our family pet but when he does this it really annoys me I mean is he trying to get stepped on by my big clunky foot? Anyways I straightened to put his biscuits away when I swear I heard a muttered "Stupid human." I look around but the only one around was the cat. I looked at the cat suspiciously and shake my head.

Now things like this began only with cats and close to my sixteenth birthday, on my sweet sixteenth and since, me and my cat have actual conversations. I can hear any cat easily but this is the weird part only cats, I'm no Dr Doolittle I can't talk to dogs, or ants or fish just cats! I actually asked my cat why in fact I've asked several cats why so far no cat knows why and I'm not telling anyone they'd think I was nuts.

I decided to test this cat thing out and went to the zoo to talk to a lion, the problem is I talk to cats out loud like talking to a person. Anyways I never thought to think if I'm making cat noises or if it sounds English when I talk to a cat, so there I am at the zoo yelling at the lion down in his enclosed pen. "Can you hear me?." "Can you understand me?."

When someone comes up from behind me and shoves their hand across my mouth! Thinking oh shit I'm being kidnapped, this is what happens when you're good looking it's a curse, damn my hotness. And licking this persons hand, because ewww slimy hand should work, which it didn't by the way.

When they hiss a "Shut the hell up you look crazy, if you'll be quiet I'll let go." So I nod and get ready to kick some perv in the nuts, because it was obviously my yelling that made him look and see my surreal beauty. He removes his hand and I leap away from him whirling around and with a pretty sweet crane pose accompanied with the obligatory "Whhaaaa." I kick out with a "Hi YAH!."

I would like to take this moment to endorse as a fact television is educational. However I sadly can not, I don't even get close to kicking him and my leg went painfully high I think I pulled a muscle, that one at the back of your thigh below your bum. Yeah that was on fire.

"Did you hurt yourself?." this guy was grinning at me and others around watched as well with a mixture of expressions. I turned red "No, and that was a warning." I said.

The guy, you know the guy guy the one in every romantic book or movie that's uniquely hot, sexy or handsome in your imagination?. Yeah well he stood before me, this guy was my guy.

(If you're reading this just picture your own hot guy but mine looked like some kind of tall, dark haired, nicely dressed stud muffin, no scratch stud muffin. I really am not describing him right and my brain is moosh did I mention 16 I blame the hormones.)

"I think this is yours." I stop my staring and turn to see a boy my age holding my sneaker, I look down and sure enough I only have a sock on. This is a disaster and what's with this zoo and cute guy's, do they have a pen full of them somewhere and they're escaping?.

"Please tell me it didn't hit anyone this time." I say grabbing my sneaker and popping it back on my own foot, I sigh sadly, so close to the fabled Cinderalla moment "Would've been a cool story to tell the kids." I mumbled doing up my laces in thought.

Standing up and finding to my surprise they're both still there. "Shoo?" I say with a hand motion, it truly is a curse people. Prince Charming (because I don't know his name yet) asks "No it didn't hit anyone, does this happen often?." "A little more to me than to the average person."