Tell a cute story from when you were a kid. Everyone has them. And they'll be fun to read.
I'll start.
When I was a kid...
I used to climb up the trees onto the roofs of the apartment buildings where we lived. The maintenance men would drive by in the golf cart and, if I couldn't duck fast enough, they'd make me come down and drive me to the office to gripe at me. No doubt they were thinking "lawsuit," if I fell. Lol. I also used to slide down the bannister from the second floor to the first floor...like it was some kind of diagonal fire pole. Ah...and when we went shopping, I would turn one of the baskets in the grocery store around backwards and go flying down the aisle, riding it like a scooter. My mom had her hands full.
I'll start.
When I was a kid...
I used to climb up the trees onto the roofs of the apartment buildings where we lived. The maintenance men would drive by in the golf cart and, if I couldn't duck fast enough, they'd make me come down and drive me to the office to gripe at me. No doubt they were thinking "lawsuit," if I fell. Lol. I also used to slide down the bannister from the second floor to the first floor...like it was some kind of diagonal fire pole. Ah...and when we went shopping, I would turn one of the baskets in the grocery store around backwards and go flying down the aisle, riding it like a scooter. My mom had her hands full.
My mom got a set of kittens while she was pregnant with me and would bottle feed them with all of them sitting on top of her tummy (Me! :o), and after I was born, one of them (Stripesy) ended up actually sort of becoming my cat even as a baby; She'd nurse on my bottles after mom had finished feeding me, she'd steal my socks and toys whenever she could, she'd even curl into my car seat when it was in the house, and she'd crawl into my crib with me a lot.
She was a good kitty!
Funny story later:
When I was like 6 or 7 I had a loose tooth that was dangling by a thread pretty much, and so my mom took me into the bathroom to pull it out; Being the huge baby I was, I started balling like a baby about it, and so Stripes came in and actually bit my mom on the ankle; Mom shooed her out and closed the door (not completely) and so when I started crying again, the cat came back in and bit her again
And there was also one time where me, mom, and dad were all laying on the bed, and Stripes came up to see what was going on; Mom and I started laughing and, being closer to my dad than mom, I started fake crying in pain, so Stripesy came over and bit my dad and wouldn't let go
I know these sound awful, but this cat was super attached to and protective of me; She was a good girl, I miss the old lady
She was a good kitty!
Funny story later:
When I was like 6 or 7 I had a loose tooth that was dangling by a thread pretty much, and so my mom took me into the bathroom to pull it out; Being the huge baby I was, I started balling like a baby about it, and so Stripes came in and actually bit my mom on the ankle; Mom shooed her out and closed the door (not completely) and so when I started crying again, the cat came back in and bit her again
And there was also one time where me, mom, and dad were all laying on the bed, and Stripes came up to see what was going on; Mom and I started laughing and, being closer to my dad than mom, I started fake crying in pain, so Stripesy came over and bit my dad and wouldn't let go
I know these sound awful, but this cat was super attached to and protective of me; She was a good girl, I miss the old lady
DarkCrow wrote:
My mom got a set of kittens while she was pregnant with me and would bottle feed them with all of them sitting on top of her tummy (Me! :o), and after I was born, one of them (Stripesy) ended up actually sort of becoming my cat even as a baby; She'd nurse on my bottles after mom had finished feeding me, she'd steal my socks and toys whenever she could, she'd even curl into my car seat when it was in the house, and she'd crawl into my crib with me a lot.
She was a good kitty!
Funny story later:
When I was like 6 or 7 I had a loose tooth that was dangling by a thread pretty much, and so my mom took me into the bathroom to pull it out; Being the huge baby I was, I started balling like a baby about it, and so Stripes came in and actually bit my mom on the ankle; Mom shooed her out and closed the door (not completely) and so when I started crying again, the cat came back in and bit her again
And there was also one time where me, mom, and dad were all laying on the bed, and Stripes came up to see what was going on; Mom and I started laughing and, being closer to my dad than mom, I started fake crying in pain, so Stripesy came over and bit my dad and wouldn't let go
I know these sound awful, but this cat was super attached to and protective of me; She was a good girl, I miss the old lady
She was a good kitty!
Funny story later:
When I was like 6 or 7 I had a loose tooth that was dangling by a thread pretty much, and so my mom took me into the bathroom to pull it out; Being the huge baby I was, I started balling like a baby about it, and so Stripes came in and actually bit my mom on the ankle; Mom shooed her out and closed the door (not completely) and so when I started crying again, the cat came back in and bit her again
And there was also one time where me, mom, and dad were all laying on the bed, and Stripes came up to see what was going on; Mom and I started laughing and, being closer to my dad than mom, I started fake crying in pain, so Stripesy came over and bit my dad and wouldn't let go
I know these sound awful, but this cat was super attached to and protective of me; She was a good girl, I miss the old lady
Aw. She sounds so cute. Now that's a good cat right there. Sounds like she claimed you as her human from the beginning. That's really cute. ♥️❤️ That's a great story. Yeah I see why u miss her. What a great kitty cat! Very brave...
She was like, "I don't care how big you are. Stop hurting my human or you answer to me." Lol
I fed and took care of my sister's cats so much they became my cats instead of hers. I'd come home from school or work they'd be sleeping in my bed or dresser drawers. One of the cats would actually climb up my legs and hang from his paws nuzzling me purring loudly hanging from my blouse or coat. They would sleep with me also.
SexySultryStephanie wrote:
I fed and took care of my sister's cats so much they became my cats instead of hers. I'd come home from school or work they'd be sleeping in my bed or dresser drawers. One of the cats would actually climb up my legs and hang from his paws nuzzling me purring loudly hanging from my blouse or coat. They would sleep with me also.
Awww that's cute. I love cats.
My childhood home had a large backyard that eventually led to a lake. In the middle of the backyard stood two very tall trees. When I could walk, I stumbled down and sat next to the trees and mimicked the squawking of the crows that nested up there. The crows would squawk back.
My parents tell me stories of how they'd find me outside surrounded by crows, all squawking softly at me as I would try my best to, well, communicate back. Sometimes when they flew away, I'd jump up and flap my arms, trying desperately to go with them. I really wanted to be a bird man, they seem so cool.
My parents tell me stories of how they'd find me outside surrounded by crows, all squawking softly at me as I would try my best to, well, communicate back. Sometimes when they flew away, I'd jump up and flap my arms, trying desperately to go with them. I really wanted to be a bird man, they seem so cool.
SINDragon wrote:
My childhood home had a large backyard that eventually led to a lake. In the middle of the backyard stood two very tall trees. When I could walk, I stumbled down and sat next to the trees and mimicked the squawking of the crows that nested up there. The crows would squawk back.
My parents tell me stories of how they'd find me outside surrounded by crows, all squawking softly at me as I would try my best to, well, communicate back. Sometimes when they flew away, I'd jump up and flap my arms, trying desperately to go with them. I really wanted to be a bird man, they seem so cool.
My parents tell me stories of how they'd find me outside surrounded by crows, all squawking softly at me as I would try my best to, well, communicate back. Sometimes when they flew away, I'd jump up and flap my arms, trying desperately to go with them. I really wanted to be a bird man, they seem so cool.
Haha. That's interesting. Crowman. You must have gained their trust for them to get close like that.
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