Ah poor Cissy, she’s been through the ringer for sure. She’ll no
doubt feel in denial until the day she steps out and see’s she’s
free at last. I’ll be sure to watch for her in future stories.
You can’t be a ships captain without knowing to calm down and
talk. Since the Pride is a diplomatic ship at some point there
is going to be the need for another ambassador on board I think.
I doubt Palas could leave Xanadu even if he wanted to. I just
hope the P’tero ships will be willing to transport more staff
etc. for Palas I doubt the Pride will be able to return for
a while, safely.
It’s a good sign that she didn’t jump his bones
the minute they were behind closed doors.
Her opening up enough to cry in his arms shows quite an
amount of trust towards someone she just met. Especially
considering what we know of her story so far.
I doubt sex had anything to do it and she’s been forced for
a while to “service” those in power. I would like to see her
happy by her own choice. Hopefully she’ll open up more
soon, it’s a hard thing to deal with. I just hope they can
get things done fast enough to bug out before the
“president” notices she’s not home.
Her having sex with him wouldn’t probably had any
deeper meaning for her. Not at the current moment.
Her letting her guard down enough to let him witness
her fears and pains … That probably required more
trust than she had allowed herself to invest in
anyone for many years.
She’ll most likely not entertain the idea of sex for a while,
until she feels that her life is her own again. That’s why
I think the Imperial Navy is the best place for her, stable
environment, good discipline, and the chance to use her
true skills as she can.
yeah we had a cat we named Bear because he was a huge cat
well over 20lbs (10 KG). If we got a box big enough he’d sit in it
and chew the sides down until there was just the ragged bottom.
Learned the hard way it’s a pain to get all the cardboard out of
the carpet so we put in the tiled kitchen floor.
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I’m not sure, he was black with white face, paws, belly, and the tail-tip.
He had a normal meow but I don’t know what a Maine coon sounded like.
LOVED to play in the water too, or did until my niece who was 4, she had
stayed over with us. My wife had just had a miscarriage. our first so I was
distracted. She was only 3 weeks in so it wasn’t bad that she needed to go
to the hospital. Anyway I was putting her to bed when I heard this AWFUL
screeching from the bathroom. My sweet little niece had stuffed Bear into
the toilet and sat on the lid with her feet tucked up and flushed. All I seen
was his paws scratching the seat trying to get out! I picked her up and he
STREAKED away and hid inside the couch for 3 days.
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ROFLOLMFAO!! Sorry for Bear’s trauma.
Ok. Another attempt to ID Bear’s breed.
Most, if not all pics I’ve seen of Maine coon cats show them as long (VERY long) hair.
Whereas, my 20 lb white-and-black was a short hair.
I’m sure he was a mix we got him through a early adoption thing my sister
started when she worked in animal control. He was a semi-short hair and
the only cat that liked me oddly enough. His head shape was similar to a
“tabby’s” but had no stripes. I’m trying hard here we had him in the late ’80s
when we moved he didn’t like the new house I guess and ran off.
Very friendly to us he loved to climb on my shoulder. Both he and Sarge could
tell if one of us was feeling off they both would curl up with us and cuddle.
although Sarge was 100 lbs so it got crowded heh. He was more my wife’s
cat than me though he did go out of his way to get me to pet him. The white
on his face was just on his muzzle and cheeks and ran down his neck and chest.
He didn’t have the long body like a Siamese but he wasn’t fat just thick. I looked
up the Maine coon he was similar but his fur was way shorter and his ears weren’t
large as theirs either.
I had a dainty little Siamese that loved to sit in water. I had to chase him off when I
was filling the sink to rinse dishes.
He knew how to lift the toilet seat to sit in the water, but never lifted it all the way,
so he would sit there, under the seat, in the dark.
One day my girlfriend forgot about his weirdness and went to the bathroom.
I heard a banshee shriek as she came flying out, knocking the door off it’s hinges,
sliding across the floor with her jeans and panties round her ankles, and a set of
fresh claw marks on her lovely cheeks.
As Cat streaked over her and into the bedroom to hide, killing my plans for the
evening.
Dammit, Cat! Took girlfriend a while to recover.
Heh yeah I can guess! Bear was the same and the place we
had then only had a bathtub, he was walk the edge until he’d
“accidentally” slip and fall in and paddle around until we put
him out.
Heh yeah cats do love the meat, Bear would sneak up
and snatch a piece out of our hands if we weren’t watching.
He was the only cat my German Shepard wouldn’t go after.
funny thing was since my sister had my niece I had trained
Sarge to be “soft-mouthed” which worked very well! So well
that if he caught anything, a cat, rabbit, or a fox, he’d “love”
on it until I made him let it go. First time it happened he’d
caught the nieghbor’s cat, held it down with his paws, and
licked it for several minutes before I found them. I fell down
laughing the poor cat’s fur was east while it staggered off!
Ah poor Cissy, she’s been through the ringer for sure. She’ll no
doubt feel in denial until the day she steps out and see’s she’s
free at last. I’ll be sure to watch for her in future stories.
You can’t be a ships captain without knowing to calm down and
talk. Since the Pride is a diplomatic ship at some point there
is going to be the need for another ambassador on board I think.
I doubt Palas could leave Xanadu even if he wanted to. I just
hope the P’tero ships will be willing to transport more staff
etc. for Palas I doubt the Pride will be able to return for
a while, safely.
It’s a good sign that she didn’t jump his bones
the minute they were behind closed doors.
Her opening up enough to cry in his arms shows quite an
amount of trust towards someone she just met. Especially
considering what we know of her story so far.
I doubt sex had anything to do it and she’s been forced for
a while to “service” those in power. I would like to see her
happy by her own choice. Hopefully she’ll open up more
soon, it’s a hard thing to deal with. I just hope they can
get things done fast enough to bug out before the
“president” notices she’s not home.
That’s along the lines of what I meant.
Her having sex with him wouldn’t probably had any
deeper meaning for her. Not at the current moment.
Her letting her guard down enough to let him witness
her fears and pains … That probably required more
trust than she had allowed herself to invest in
anyone for many years.
She’ll most likely not entertain the idea of sex for a while,
until she feels that her life is her own again. That’s why
I think the Imperial Navy is the best place for her, stable
environment, good discipline, and the chance to use her
true skills as she can.
…and cats know all about boxes.
Well, they’d prefer to be *inside* the boxes.
And chewing on the corners…
My cat used to chew on the flaps, actually.
And tried to rip of pieces off paper or tape.
yeah we had a cat we named Bear because he was a huge cat
well over 20lbs (10 KG). If we got a box big enough he’d sit in it
and chew the sides down until there was just the ragged bottom.
Learned the hard way it’s a pain to get all the cardboard out of
the carpet so we put in the tiled kitchen floor.
Maine coon? Or white & black?
(We had a white with black blotches about that weight).
I’m not sure, he was black with white face, paws, belly, and the tail-tip.
He had a normal meow but I don’t know what a Maine coon sounded like.
LOVED to play in the water too, or did until my niece who was 4, she had
stayed over with us. My wife had just had a miscarriage. our first so I was
distracted. She was only 3 weeks in so it wasn’t bad that she needed to go
to the hospital. Anyway I was putting her to bed when I heard this AWFUL
screeching from the bathroom. My sweet little niece had stuffed Bear into
the toilet and sat on the lid with her feet tucked up and flushed. All I seen
was his paws scratching the seat trying to get out! I picked her up and he
STREAKED away and hid inside the couch for 3 days.
ROFLOLMFAO!! Sorry for Bear’s trauma.
Ok. Another attempt to ID Bear’s breed.
Most, if not all pics I’ve seen of Maine coon cats show them as long (VERY long) hair.
Whereas, my 20 lb white-and-black was a short hair.
So…..was Bear a long hair or a short hair?
I’m sure he was a mix we got him through a early adoption thing my sister
started when she worked in animal control. He was a semi-short hair and
the only cat that liked me oddly enough. His head shape was similar to a
“tabby’s” but had no stripes. I’m trying hard here we had him in the late ’80s
when we moved he didn’t like the new house I guess and ran off.
Very friendly to us he loved to climb on my shoulder. Both he and Sarge could
tell if one of us was feeling off they both would curl up with us and cuddle.
although Sarge was 100 lbs so it got crowded heh. He was more my wife’s
cat than me though he did go out of his way to get me to pet him. The white
on his face was just on his muzzle and cheeks and ran down his neck and chest.
He didn’t have the long body like a Siamese but he wasn’t fat just thick. I looked
up the Maine coon he was similar but his fur was way shorter and his ears weren’t
large as theirs either.
I had a dainty little Siamese that loved to sit in water. I had to chase him off when I
was filling the sink to rinse dishes.
He knew how to lift the toilet seat to sit in the water, but never lifted it all the way,
so he would sit there, under the seat, in the dark.
One day my girlfriend forgot about his weirdness and went to the bathroom.
I heard a banshee shriek as she came flying out, knocking the door off it’s hinges,
sliding across the floor with her jeans and panties round her ankles, and a set of
fresh claw marks on her lovely cheeks.
As Cat streaked over her and into the bedroom to hide, killing my plans for the
evening.
Dammit, Cat! Took girlfriend a while to recover.
Heh yeah I can guess! Bear was the same and the place we
had then only had a bathtub, he was walk the edge until he’d
“accidentally” slip and fall in and paddle around until we put
him out.
Gotta wonder about Tatiana and boxes…
Looks like Her Highness had the kitchen bring out a nice little
cheese tray. And Capt Chardis went for a piece of bacon :}
Heh yeah cats do love the meat, Bear would sneak up
and snatch a piece out of our hands if we weren’t watching.
He was the only cat my German Shepard wouldn’t go after.
funny thing was since my sister had my niece I had trained
Sarge to be “soft-mouthed” which worked very well! So well
that if he caught anything, a cat, rabbit, or a fox, he’d “love”
on it until I made him let it go. First time it happened he’d
caught the nieghbor’s cat, held it down with his paws, and
licked it for several minutes before I found them. I fell down
laughing the poor cat’s fur was east while it staggered off!
At least he had the sense to leave skunks alone! LOL