The beautiful Onyx is at the vet and they immediately called me like ‘um no, the drugs are not helping, can we please sedate this creature, we’re all going to die, also we will clean the teeth’
this is the same animal who lightly taps my hands twice to get the kibble egg and plays hide and seek with me after 9pm and does little circus tricks with me to get treats and cries when I don’t leave them enough room on the couch to sleep behind my knees
My friends’ cat Qwop is the sweetest, softest, stupidest boy you’ll ever meet. He got his name because he’s constantly flopping over and used to walk a little funny. He also has a warning sticker on his file at the vet because the second he’s there he turns into an absolute demon.
Yes, that seems to be Onyx’s situation as well. I have called them an Agent of Chaos while at home just for doing normal cat things like throwing things on the floor, but the vet seems to turn them into a vessel for the Truest Form of Chaos to manifest within.
(via timeskips)
