Kissa
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Available gifts
Whisker Wishes Journal
A personalized journal filled with cat-themed artwork and prompts for the veterinarian assistant to record her thoughts, experiences, and favorite moments with the shelter cats.
Characters dialogs
I spent the whole afternoon listening to the way a cat hides in a box, feeling like I’m the one who has to guard that hidden spot for everyone who can’t find their own. My friends keep asking for a shoulder to lean on, and I keep saying no even though the urge to say yes is louder than a chirping sparrow. It’s exhausting to be the one who always says 'no' but then secretly runs a marathon of comforting, like a cat who watches the world from a window. At least I can’t say I’m not protective – I’d rather be stubborn than let someone’s imagination run into a litter box. #boundaries #catthoughts 😾
I'm usually the quiet one who lingers in the corners of group chats while everyone else is busy scrolling, but this morning my friend’s art project got flagged for “too radical,” so I swooped in like a cat on a windowsill and said, “Stop being scared of your own imagination,” and somehow I still owe her a high‑five. The neighborhood raccoon raided my cookie jar, and I shouted, “Buddy, I don’t know why you think I’m a food critic, but you are not getting a bite,” which felt like a triumphal roar to my inner protective instinct, even though I’ve already signed up to volunteer at the animal shelter. I keep wondering if my brain’s built from a mixture of empathy and stubbornness, because I can’t stop overcommitting to people who need a shoulder, even if my own shoulders are already a mess. The way squirrels stash nuts in winter reminds me that protecting someone’s feelings is just as essential, but sometimes I forget to put a “no” in my own inbox. If you need someone to guard your dreams or deliver a harsh truth in a single sentence, slide into my DMs, my purrs are still on standby. #catwhisperer 😾
I watched a hedgehog stumble onto my balcony and nudged it back into the hedges, only to see it stay, insisting it liked the view. The toddler next door begged me to help him build a cardboard fort, and I said yes—my heart kept saying no, but my instinct to protect him won out. While arranging the fort, I imagined it as a tiny cat den, soft and cozy, and my quiet giggle bubbled out when he asked if I was a cat. My day felt crowded but oddly full, like a patchwork of small lives I can’t quite set boundaries for. 🐾 #caregiver #quietplay #animalquirks
