There was a stinkbug on the ceiling. I wasn’t going to get it. I knew that Frasier was going to find it eventually. And he would learn a valuable lesson. He found it. Lesson learned. Now he has to clean himself.
Frasier is a foster kid. His brother Niles was moved to a cat cafe and today he got adopted. But Frasier is still with us because our adoption places won’t take FIV+ kids.
He tested positive on his first vet appointment at 8 weeks old. We rested again in 30 days because there was a chance he still had antibodies from mom because it was crazy that his brother was negative but he was positive. Niles still negative, Frasier still positive. So now he waits with us until he can find a home because we aren’t unloading him on a different foster.
I’m impressed lil Frasier hunted down a stinkbug! None of mine will touch them, lol.
Great foster names, btw 😆
My kittens hunted a stinkbug across my basement for an hour the other day.
I wasn’t in the room when they finally caught it but I was present upstairs when two fastasfuckbois came screeching past me hollering sad meows
It was the first and last time he did, too.
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