"Textured Soy Protein" (texturedsoyprotein)
11/22/2016 at 12:05 • Filed to: None
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"Textured Soy Protein" (texturedsoyprotein)
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Text from my wife: she put my gym shoes out for our cat to sniff and rub, which
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. “Just a little treat for her before I leave for work. She was staring at me and now she’s cooing.” I drew the line when she suggested leaving them out for 3 days while we visit my parents for Thanksgiving.
This is what happens every time I open up the closet where my gym shoes live:
Future next gen S2000 owner
> Textured Soy Protein
11/22/2016 at 12:11 |
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Sometimes your beloved pussy has a foot fetish.
ADabOfOppo; Gone Plaid (Instructables Can Be Confusable)
> Textured Soy Protein
11/22/2016 at 12:17 |
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You’re cat is weird, yo.
Party-vi
> Textured Soy Protein
11/22/2016 at 12:25 |
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Your shoes smell out of place, and your cat is rubbing their scent on your shoes to reassure them of their surroundings.
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Textured Soy Protein
> Party-vi
11/22/2016 at 12:31 |
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I don’t think that’s it. Every time she hears that closet open, doesn’t matter where she is in the house, she runs into the room all excited to rub up on those shoes. If they’re not in their usual spot she looks at me like WHERE ARE THOSE SHOES FOR ME TO RUB ON?
Klaus Schmoll
> Textured Soy Protein
11/22/2016 at 12:50 |
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My cat used to lick sweaty feet.
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Party-vi
> Textured Soy Protein
11/22/2016 at 12:50 |
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well shit. Your cat is weird.
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Textured Soy Protein
> Party-vi
11/22/2016 at 12:57 |
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She’s also obsessed with being petted on a bed. If we’re in one of the bedrooms and she sees us go near a bed she gets all excited and jumps on it. The other day I was petting her on the guest room bed, then went into our bedroom where my wife was, and she ran in there and flew up on to the bed like “hey you’re by this bed now you better keep petting me!”
Jonee
> Textured Soy Protein
11/22/2016 at 12:59 |
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I had a cat once that would stick its face in my sneakers and fall asleep. They’re crazy little bastards.