I worked at U of Pennsylvania Med School. At the end of semester, some students would leave and just release their pet cats onto the streets of West Philadelphia. One day I was walking back to work from the cafeteria, and saw one of them outside an exit wanting to be let in. I picked her up and took her back to my office. While I was sitting working on the computer, she was on my desk, and she had to be touching me all the time. I think she saw it as a way to a new meal ticket.
Within an hour, I had every woman in the department in my office oohing and aahing over the cat. One of the resident doctors took her home. I wish I had known about these chick magnets when I was in college.
I read the headline and thought, "Huh? Since when??" Then I read on and discovered that you draw a distinction between 'clingy pussy' and 'snapper' :-D
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I worked at U of Pennsylvania Med School. At the end of semester, some students would leave and just release their pet cats onto the streets of West Philadelphia. One day I was walking back to work from the cafeteria, and saw one of them outside an exit wanting to be let in. I picked her up and took her back to my office. While I was sitting working on the computer, she was on my desk, and she had to be touching me all the time. I think she saw it as a way to a new meal ticket.
ReplyDeleteWithin an hour, I had every woman in the department in my office oohing and aahing over the cat. One of the resident doctors took her home. I wish I had known about these chick magnets when I was in college.
It's the crazy cat lady in every woman.
DeleteI read the headline and thought, "Huh? Since when??"
ReplyDeleteThen I read on and discovered that you draw a distinction between 'clingy pussy' and 'snapper' :-D