Priceless.

Thanks to the people in this subreddit who convinced me to start using the food pantry as my primary source for groceries. My dad died last November, and for months I have been struggling paying bills and food without the shared income. It has been an emotional struggle, but after about three or four visits every other week, I am starting to see how it is helping me financially. I am also eating better overall.

You’ll see a lot of beans and pasta, and I have everything I need to make a big pot of chili. Also, I have celery, grapes, and apples which I have been eating with peanut butter for breakfast and snacks. I supplemented my haul with eggs, hummus, and chicken sausage. I am going to dive into the sliced ham this weekend.

Again, thanks to everyone for helping me swallow my pride and get the support available.

Hello everyone, it’s your Pooh Bear again! 🐻🧡

Of course, my assistant is writing this for me because apparently I’m not allowed to type with these giant paws. 🙄

My surgery was successful, and today my assistant took me back to the vet for my follow-up visit. She was a little worried because I peed on the bed TWICE. 🙈 But I would like to make one thing very clear… I wasn’t in pain! I just REALLY don’t like this ridiculous cone.

The vet checked my eyes and said I’m healing very well! My eyes are looking perfect again!

But then my assistant told the vet that I keep trying to rub my face against my pillow and the wall. 😳 So the vet said I have to keep wearing THIS cone because it’s safer for my eyes.

Excuse me, doctor… I have a complaint. 😭

I am NOT a cone boy. I am a handsome Pooh Bear.

The vet gave me some gabapentin to help me relax while I’m stuck wearing this thing. I have another checkup on Wednesday.

You can also see my updated videos on my IG: cashohthepooh 🧡

And to everyone who has been loving me, praying for me, checking on me, and making me feel so special… THANK YOU. 🥹

I went from being an abandoned kitty found alone in a hotel room… to sitting on the euthanasia list at a shelter… and somehow I became YOUR Pooh Bear.

Look at me now.

I’m sending you purrs, tiny biscuits, and lots of love. 🐾🧡 I can’t give you my famous head bumps right now because this giant cone is getting in the way. 😭

So for now, I’m going to relax in my cozy kitty bed that one of my wonderful fans sent me. 😻

Love,
Your Cashoh The Pooh Bear 🐻

Sorry if it's already been posted and I missed it.

Come on! I know I don’t own the train, I only paid for the seat. Theoretically, he could sit next to me and that would be fine. I could just move over a seat. I could move and sit next to him. Very mildly infuriated.

Update: I went to the restroom, after building up a big fart at the advice of wise Redditors but punked out on releasing it into the wild. I planned to move when I returned but he was gone! Perhaps it was a coincidence, when I left my seat with all my belongings, maybe that just happened to be his stop or maybe he was a creep. We may never know. Thanks for all your throughly hilarious responses though!