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My ex had a badass manx tomcat named Button and he was like the Conor McGregor of cats. He was fighting other cats all the damn time, he just didnt give a shit. He could be sweet but after some pets he would bite a little, and he ruthlessly bullied her indoor cat. Someone ran him over and threw his body in my girls trash bin. Thats how she found him. Very strange and fucked up thing to do to imo. I miss him and the pic of him I use on my channel is all i have left.

Now she has another outdoor cat, a girl. And shes just like Button in many ways. She likes to go outside, it is what it is. If i had a cat, i wouldnt let it out because of where I live. But years ago i started feeding a stray, all white cat with green eyes. Another girl I knew named her Cat Benatar and that stuck, to me she was Cat Buchanan. Cat for short. She just died recently. But Cat was tough. She used to come sit on my lap while i smoked cigarettes and purr, but i wouldnt let her in because i didnt have a box. Except after many drinks, sometimes i let her in. Once I woke up after blacking out on the couch and she was curled up next to me sleeping, i think that was when I started to love her. My sister adopted her and she had a nice life.