Hahaha...just love the kitty one! Not just lonely women...but kids. When I was a child (say 7 or 8) I used to put our cat, Smokey, in the doll carriage & wheel him about the street. Beautiful, sleek grey cat. Funny thing was...he'd take the hand off anyone he didn't like; used to attack my Dad's legs at any given chance; would run to the door to chase large dogs from our lawn...no 'pussy' was he. But, lovingly would allow me some short times to do my thing...as humiliating as it must have been for him.
My sisters and I dressed our cats in doll clothes and put them in my mother's mixing bowls. We were teachers and they were our pupils. I can't believe that they allowed us to do that.
Hahaha...just love the kitty one!
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When I was a child (say 7 or 8) I used to put our cat, Smokey, in the doll carriage & wheel him about the street. Beautiful, sleek grey cat.
Funny thing was...he'd take the hand off anyone he didn't like; used to attack my Dad's legs at any given chance; would run to the door to chase large dogs from our lawn...no 'pussy' was he.
But, lovingly would allow me some short times to do my thing...as humiliating as it must have been for him.
My sisters and I dressed our cats in doll clothes and put them in my mother's mixing bowls. We were teachers and they were our pupils. I can't believe that they allowed us to do that.
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