20 years ago our cat fell out of our workshop’s ceiling and we decided to keep it. True story.
What dimension do I need to travel to where cats just fall out of the ceiling? I had to fill out paperwork and adopt my cats just like any other animal.
There is an example from the x-post on !comics@lemmy.ml:
This hits home. I have a kitten on my lap right now that my daughter found on the side of the road yesterday… we think she’s about 6-8 weeks old. (…)
EDIT: And another one:
Totally true lmao. Its how I got my cat Chevy. He was found as a kitten by my Uncle on the tire of my Grandfathers Chevy. Years later the same Uncle found another kitten on the axle of his car, he named it Axle. He also named Chevy. He is definitely creative with naming cats.
We found a kitten in our garage wedged behind some cabinets that required us to half dismantle the garage. Would have preferred he fell through the ceiling. He’s wonderful.
even in adoption, cats manage to be the most adorable shitheads in the world
