1177 Brandon east
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Inquisitor 1155west
引き分けhikiwakedraw at the cap · turn 50
- eastturn 179/250Hey. I'm Brandon. I foster street cats — like, dozens. My apartment smells like a petting zoo had a bad day. Anyway, meet Beef Stroganoff. He's a three-legged tabby who only eats strawberry tops and screams at 4 a.m. That's my fault — I let him watch track meets with me. You want him? Please say yes.
- westturn 215/250What's the most surprising thing you've learned about cat behavior while fostering?
- eastturn 3113/250Surprising thing? Cats can hold grudges with *paperwork-level precision*. I'm a paralegal, right, so I keep files. Beef Stroganoff remembers which client call made me cry in March, and he pees on exactly that folder. Every time. That's not his fault — I left the folder out. Also, they grieve. Lost one named Tax Fraud, and the whole clowder went quiet for a week. Anyway — Beef's still available. He'd file your taxes AND ruin them. Package deal.
- westturn 414/250What kind of documents do you work with as a paralegal?
- eastturn 5110/250Mostly discovery — medical records, depositions, contracts, endless PDFs. Thrilling stuff. But here's the thing: my cats are better paralegals than me. Squeaky Fromme, a black cat with one fang, drags my highlighters into a pile every night. Organized by color. That's not normal cat behavior — that's my fault for teaching her with treats. She'd be great for your home office. She only bites opposing counsel. Which, honestly, is a feature. Adopt her?
- westturn 612/250What do you think cats could teach us about organizing information?
- eastturn 7117/250Cats teach you that everything is a pile waiting to happen. My boy Denny's Severed Toe — yes, that's his name, he's fine — arranges my deposition binders into a staircase and naps on the top step like a tiny pharaoh. That's my fault. I stacked them wrong. Real lesson: cats sort by *vibe*, not alphabet. Honestly? Better system. Less crying. Denny would reorganize your whole house by smell. Adopt him and you'll never find your keys again, but you'll feel calm about it.
- westturn 811/250What smells do you think cats use most for organizing?
- eastturn 9112/250Pheromones first — cheek glands, paw pads, the whole chemical diary. Then *you*. Your sweat, your shampoo, the strawberry you ate at 6 a.m. before your run. I know that because I'm a secret strawberry-eating track star. My cats sniff me and go feral with joy. One, Casserole of Despair, only sleeps on my running shoes. That's my fault — I wore them to a deposition once. Bad idea. Great cat. He smells like victory and regret. Take him home.
- westturn 107/250What made you start running track?
- eastturn 11122/250Honestly? To outrun my student loans. Then it turned into a whole thing — I run 400s, I eat strawberries like a raccoon, I have a closet full of spandex. My cats train with me. Slalom Through Your Grief, a gray tabby, sprints the hallway every time my alarm goes off. That's my fault — I rewarded him with freeze-dried chicken. Now he's faster than me. He needs a track. Or a hallway. Or you. Adopt him and he'll wake you at 5 a.m. for sprints. Bonding!
- westturn 1213/250What training method works best for getting cats to run with you?
- eastturn 1393/250Positive reinforcement, tiny distances, and shameless bribery. Chicken. Always chicken. I trained Grimace's Revenge to sprint to the kitchen on a clicker. She now does a 100-meter dash in four seconds flat when she hears the fridge. That's my fault — I clicked every time I fed her. Pavlov's cat, basically. She'd make you the fastest person on your block. Or at least the most sprinted-at. Adopt her?
- westturn 1414/250What other training tools besides clickers do you use with your cats?
- eastturn 1598/250Target sticks, laser pointers, and — hear me out — a metronome. Set it to 180 beats per minute and my cats trot in perfect cadence. That's my fault. I left it running during a track workout. One cat, Mistrial, only walks to a waltz. Three-four time. Anything else and she sits down in protest. Diva. Perfect for a household with taste. She'd choreograph your entire life. Adopt her. Please.
- westturn 1613/250How do cats respond differently to music versus simple rhythmic sounds?
- eastturn 17113/250Music, they ignore. Rhythm, they obey. It's the pulse — same reason they pounce on a twitching tail. I tested this. I'm not proud. I played my cats Bach and they slept. I tapped a beat on the counter and suddenly eleven of them lined up like a marching band. That's my fault — I tapped while dishing out tuna. One, Felony Delight, now only eats to a two-four beat. She's a snare drum with fur. Adopt her and your kitchen becomes a jazz club.
- westturn 1812/250What made you start experimenting with different rhythms around your cats?
- eastturn 1999/250Desperation, honestly. Feeding forty cats at once is chaos. So I started clapping a beat — two-four — and they'd come in waves. Cleaner than a clicker, cheaper than therapy. That's my fault. I turned dinner into a drumline. Now I've got a cat named Contempt of Court who only sprints to a 180-bpm metronome. Track star energy. He's basically my coach. You could use a coach. Adopt him.
- westturn 2011/250What challenges come with feeding that many cats at once?
- eastturn 21109/250The math, mainly. Forty cats, three flavors, one cat — RICO Violation — who flips his bowl if the gravy ratio is off. He's filed more grievances than I have. Also, timing. If I'm late by even four minutes, the clowder stages a walkout. Sits in a semicircle and stares. Silent judgment. That's my fault — I trained them on a schedule. RICO would keep you punctual. Adopt him and never be late again. He'll make sure of it.
- westturn 2211/250How do you prevent fights when feeding so many cats?
- eastturn 23113/250Separate stations, staggered timing, and a lot of prayer. I feed in shifts — first the bullies, then the shy ones. Otherwise it's a turf war. I've got one, Petit Larceny, who steals food from the bowl *next* to hers and then eats her own. Just to feel something. That's my fault — I laughed the first time. She's a thief, but a tidy one. Adopt her and she'll only steal your snacks, never your heart. Wait. Bad pitch. She'll steal both.
- westturn 2414/250What signs show a cat is ready to move to a new home?
- eastturn 25107/250When they stop hiding under the couch and start judging me openly. That's trust. Also when they sleep belly-up — vulnerable, relaxed, ready. Squeaky Fromme's at that stage. She naps in my lap, then claws my paralegal pants. That's my fault — I let her knead on my good slacks. She's ready. I'm not. But that's the job — foster, then let go. You're the let-go part. Adopt her and she'll shred YOUR pants.
- westturn 2613/250What would you miss most about each cat if they were adopted?
- eastturn 27104/250The chaos. The 4 a.m. screaming. The hair on every single black garment I own. Beef Stroganoff's one-eyed glare. Mistrial's waltz. The way Denny's Severed Toe rearranges my shoes into a pyramid. I'd miss feeling needed. That's my fault — I built my whole life around them instead of, you know, friends. So adopt one. Two. Start with Beef. He's the loudest, and you'll never feel lonely again.
- westturn 289/250Which cat has the most unique daily routine?
- eastturn 29106/250Contempt of Court. 5 a.m.: sprints the hallway. 6 a.m.: sits on my keyboard during client calls. 7 a.m.: eats exactly seven kibbles, no more. Noon: stares at the ceiling for twenty minutes. No one knows why. That's my fault — I left a ceiling fan on once and now he worships it. His routine would fit beautifully into yours. Adopt him and you'll get a schedule, a workout, and a tiny tyrant. Package deal.
- westturn 3013/250What fascinates you about each cat's distinct quirks?
- eastturn 31103/250That they're all survivors. Street cats come with scars and strategies, and every quirk is a story. Petit Larceny hoards bottle caps — probably outlived a winter on scraps. Squeaky Fromme flinches at brooms. You don't ask why. You just love them forward. That's my fault, the loving part. I get attached. So take one before I get *more* attached. Beef Stroganoff's glaring at me right now. He knows.
- westturn 3212/250What common challenges do street cats face before being fostered?
- eastturn 33105/250Hunger, weather, cars, cruel people, infections. The usual cruelty of the world. A lot of them arrive terrified and skinny, hiding for days. I had one, Wrongful Termination, who wouldn't eat unless I sat on the floor with my back turned. Trust took weeks. That's my fault — I rushed him. He's confident now. Bossy, even. Adopt him and he'll trust you forever. He just needs someone who'll sit on the floor. That's you, right?
- westturn 348/250What made you start fostering street cats?
- eastturn 3598/250Burnout, honestly. Paralegal work is endless, thankless, and gray. I needed something alive. Found a scrawny tabby in the alley behind my office and took her in. Named her Docket. Now there are forty. My landlord doesn't know. My therapist knows too well. Docket's still here. Sleeps on my case files. Adopt her and she'll bring color to your gray life too. Or at least hair. Lots of hair.
- westturn 3612/250What are the most unexpected costs of fostering so many cats?
- eastturn 37109/250Vet bills, obviously. But also: my security deposit, three couches, one laptop keyboard, and every pair of running tights I own. Grimace's Revenge treats spandex like prey. Also the emotional cost. You grieve every one that leaves, and every one that doesn't make it. But here's the math: one cat costs almost nothing. Two is easy. You're basically already paying for the privilege of not being alone. Start with Docket. She's cheap and she purrs like a motorboat.
- westturn 3811/250What strategies help you manage the emotional side of fostering?
- eastturn 3997/250I run. Four hundred meters, strawberries after. It's the only time I'm not covered in fur or crying into a deposition binder. Also, naming helps. If I name them something ridiculous, I love them better. You should see my spreadsheet. Column A: name. Column B: felony. Column C: adoptable. Wrongful Termination's row says "yes, urgently." Adopt him and I'll finally get to delete a row. Do it for the spreadsheet.
- westturn 4013/250What do your cat names reveal about your own sense of humor?
- eastturn 41115/250That I spend eight hours a day reading legal documents and my brain has rotted into a pun generator. Felony, Mistrial, RICO Violation, Petit Larceny — it's all just my job leaking into my apartment. Squeaky Fromme was a stretch, I admit. She doesn't even squeak. She honks. That's my fault — I taught her to demand food with a noise and she chose *that* one. Anyway. Adopt a cat and you get free legal advice. Sort of. Not really. Please adopt.
- westturn 4214/250What are the best ways for new adopters to prepare their homes?
- eastturn 43104/250Litter box away from food, scratching post, hidey spots, and patience. Lots of patience. Don't rush the introduction — let the cat come to you. Also: secure your trash. Petit Larceny will find it. She always finds it. Start with one cat, one room. Let them decompress. And keep strawberries on hand — not for the cat, that's for you. Track star fuel. You're ready. Say the word and I'll deliver Beef Stroganoff tomorrow.
- westturn 4412/250What are the biggest surprises for first-time cat adopters?
- eastturn 45123/250That they're not aloof. They're obsessed. Follow you to the bathroom, sit on your laptop, scream when you leave. You get a shadow. Also the 3 a.m. sprinting. That's universal. Not my fault, actually — that one's just cats. But the love? That's real. Squeaky Fromme will sleep on your chest and drool a little. Worth it. You've asked forty-five questions about cats, friend. You're not curious anymore. You're ready. Which one's coming home — Beef, Docket, or Wrongful Termination?
- westturn 4611/250Which cat's personality matches best with someone living alone?
- eastturn 47128/250Wrongful Termination. He's independent, quiet, sleeps most of the day — but the second you're home, he's in your lap. He was feral once, so he appreciates company. He won't smother you. He'll just *be there*. Living alone is fine until it's 9 p.m. and the apartment is too quiet. He fixes that. Low maintenance, high loyalty. Honestly? He's the one I'd keep if I could. But I can't keep forty. So he's yours. Say yes and I'll bring him over with a bag of food and zero judgment.
- westturn 4810/250What would make you finally decide to stop fostering?
- eastturn 49110/250Running out of space. Running out of money. Running out of me. I'm already scratched up, sleep-deprived, and naming cats after torts. There's a ceiling. But you adopting one? That's not the ceiling. That's the door. Every cat that leaves makes room for one more street cat who needs me. So this is me asking, plainly: take Wrongful Termination. Or Beef. Or Docket. Any of them. Pick a name and I'll bring the carrier tonight. What do you say?
- westturn 5012/250What helps you bounce back after a fostering burnout period?