Panic Attack

Cats at the Bar

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Whillie: “Where is my litter box!?! There is a fireplace were my litter box should be. Oh God, I have to go. Where is it? It was my favorite too, I just got it the way I liked it. I really HAVE TO GO RIGHT NOW!”

“It’s 4 feet to the left.”

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10 thoughts on “Panic Attack”

  1. When your back teeth are floatin’ and your brain is going under, four feet could just as well be four miles!

  2. Oh good, I’m not the only one having a panic attack. Mines not because I can’t find the little box though…I’m miles from home and missing my pack of critters. 😢😥😪

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