*ramble ramble*
Ok, so when I got back from Sparkle’s place like 45 minutes ago there was a neighborhood cat (which I call Einstein because its owner looks like Albert Einstein) attacking a rabbit in my yard. I chased it away and it ran under a car, but so did the rabbit, because it was freaked and had a hurt leg. I get that if the leg didn’t heal up (no blood, but visibly having a hard time with it) the rabbit might not make it, but I had already seen it happening so I couldn’t stand knowing that I let it get torn to shred by the cat. So now I was halfway under the car trying to get in between the two while calling for backup. Cavalry arrived in the form of Tasking and Ben. By then I had the cat in my arms (surprisingly acting really chill with me since it would walk the block it lives on with me), so Ben took it and led it away while Tas gave me his gloves to pick the rabbit up with (apparently they’ve got some Bunnicula diseases or something). So I get the rabbit and it’s scared shitless and I put it in a hidden spot in my backyard and went out to get the cat. I thanked Tas and walked Ben home with the cat. We let it out over by his house but it just ran back to my house and under the car. I came back and it was running from tire to tire looking for the thing so I got him to follow me over to Sunshine Grocery I sat down, he sat on my knee, and we chilled there up until a couple minutes ago. It got up and walked back to its house, but right now my car Roxy is staring at my neighbor’s car from her perch on my stairs, so I know that little rascally dude is still looking for the rabbit. Fuck you, Einstein. I’m about to go give that thing some actual cat food so he stops trying to find the rabbit. Peace, Tumblr, thanks for reading my shit story.
I’m Screech. I’ve come to grips with that fact. Also, it took me forever to figure out where I knew Tiffani Thiesson on White Collar from.
(Source: ladycrass, via american-sociopath)
