I need to remember to stop drinking tea (or anything else for that matter) while watching at the photo’s of this site!

How strange. My cat speaks with a French accent, too. But only when he’s been drinking.

Swear, this is a true story: A few weeks after adopting Harry (said cat), I had surgery. I was obviously worried that he might climb on me, not knowing any better. But my first night home from the hospital, I woke up and tried to sit up in bed, but had such trouble (because of the incision) that I had a meltdown and started crying like a five-year-old. Total pity cry. So there I am, blubbering in the dark while sitting on the edge of the bed — after pulling a muscle in my arm trying to get there — and Harry, I shit you not, does this: He, sitting at the foot of the bed the whole time this is going on, moves closer to me, settles in, reaches out his paw and puts it on my knee. I look over at him and he’s looking up at my face. So, sleepy and still feeling sorry for myself, I said, “thank you,” and went back to bed.

I have the best. cat. ever.

TD

I wish my cat could make me a martini.

It’s a combo of Pepe LePew (who was modeled on Charles Boyer)and “The Continental,” the sauve European gentleman Christopher Walken plays when he guests on Saturday Night Live.
BTW, my cat Percy speaks in this same “accent.”
*filthy French chuckle*

FWIW, my guess on the accent is that it comes from old Pepe Le Pew episodes on the Bugs Bunny Show. They’re supposed to be fun, just like Meg’s post

cuteoverload=best thing that has ever happened to the interweb

picture=cuteoverloading

“foreign” accent to convey “lustyness”=not entirely happy with humor

squee!
:tumbles:

Jeez Finn — do I need to do *everything* for you? (grumble grumble Google Images grumble “Puss In Boots” grumble namelink grumblecakes)

wow i think the commentary really made that for me. great!

is it?? i need to see the PiB eyes to be sure.