Cute Overload :D
About to go very wrong, according to Sender-Inner Majied; “Serenity was shattered moments later when they started tearing pieces out of each other.” Shocker!
Sleepoverz r srs bznss.
That is one AWESOME kitteh glare!
Oooooh … that kitty at the ‘top’ looks like he’s really ticked off!!!
That is a “you’re breathing my air.” face…
I wonder who started it! ;-D
Teh purrito looks all disapproving. Luff teh peenk noscicle tho!
D: Look at the death-glare from the kitty on the top… 0_0;
The usual “sleep-groom-OMGIHATEYOU so MUCH HAVE At YOU VARLET!!! FIGHTFIGHTYFIGHTFIGHT groom groom groom sleep” cycle.
….And it always start with the “MOOOOOOOOOMMM! He’s looking at me!” argument.
Yeesh, yes. Poor front-kitty must’ve missed the bell for this round, though; is all “sssznrkk whafruh hrmm?” …if this were a comic, the next panel would be a Batman-like KAPOW!.
@Theresa, soooooo very true. They normally don’t have an issue until one wakes up to discover another near “their” territory. Which could be the entire floor of the house…….depending on the mood, day, week, hour, etc….
Kitty wrapped in the blanket is all: rrrrrooooowwwrrrr. I can hear it now. Not with an (!) but with a (.) Wrrrrrrrooooowwwwwrrrww. All deep in the throat. I know this. I go through this every morning with SamKitty and Boots. They want to kill each other kind of but not really.
If looks could kill…
The back one’s name has to be Lucyfur.
@ Queen of Dork, Oh you have a kitty named Boots. I had one I lost recently after 14 years his full name was Das Boost, Bootsy for short or when I felt really silly Bootsy Wootsy.
He was named after the movie Das Boat. I’ve been told it’s bad German but since he didn’t speak German he didn’t care :-)
Yoda Cat says to dopey disciple: “Break me a #$%ing give.” ;)
Ah Gigi, I am quite sorry for your loss. My kitty Boots is not really my cat. He’s the cat who keeps coming in my cat’s door who I thought was a girl and who I was calling Loretta. But I met his person and found out that he’s really a little boy and his name is Boots and so he’s not really my cat but the kitty who visits and has breakfast, lunch and dinner on a regular basis at my house and plays with my darling SamKitty!
QoS: “They want to kill each other kind of but not really.” For some reason this sentence makes me start snickergiggling every time I look at it. Maybe because I remember that noise. When I was a kid we had two female cats who cordially hated each other most of the time, but felt that actually killing each other would be too much work. Even on those occasions which resulted in small tufts of cat fur drifting tumbleweed-like down the walk, they wouldn’t waste an exclamation point on each other, either. So it wound up looking sort of like: “Die. Withering stare. Die. Die, I say.” “Is it that time again? Oh, bother. Growl, glare, die fluffy scum, die.” “Can we wrap this up early? I have a sunbeam appointment at 2.”
that is definitely a “you are in my space” sort of look, lol
Err QoD, rather. Whoops. (This will make sense whenever my other comment escapes the clutches of moderation.)
The fur’s bound to fly when undercover agents are forced to work together.
…or the sheet’s gonna hit the fan.
@260Oakley, you had to bring up “Airplane”!
*GASP* I just went for a walk outside. It’s important to acclimatize your system to heat such as this here in the desert. Especially when when temps go from freezing to burning like they just have. You have to go out there in bits and allow your blood in your body to thin so that you will be able to tolerate the summer heat. *pant. pant* I just did that. I think I’m going to be okay. Or have an episode of spontaneous human combustion. *pant* whichever comes first.
*readies the fire extinguisher – just in case*
Awww, cutest grumpy face EVAR.
Yay! My Caturday is now complete! :-)
oh. my. god.
THE STARES. (?! that’s where the capslock key went!?)
and who said animals are not expressive?
reminds me of the face Cousteau made when he put a paw on some sticky-side-up tape we put on the counters whilst we were trying to teach him manners. the look! the look! …that’s when i discovered that cats’ faces are made of rubber.
these guys faces, on the other hand…
Who wouldn’t want to be able to do this? (Sorry for the Threadjack). cheeky.
I shall keeel you. Then leeeck you. And then keeel you again.
Wow. Now that is a stinkeyed look from the cat burrito in the back. I’m guessing he started the fight.
For a minute I thought one of the cats was named Serenity, and figured it had to be the one with the brown coat.
Agree, there’s very much a vibe of IMPENDING DOOM.
Queen of Dork–Thanks for the tune! Why do I hate the lady in the ad
who tosses everything neatly on to shelves while giving each of three
kids a clean shirt on and a freshly baked cookie–all instantly? Domesticus
I am the Alpha cat!
No, I am the Alpha cat!
No, I am the Alpha cat!
No, I am!
No, I am!
I love Caturday!
There is a 99.9998 % chance this kitteh is plotting to kill
can’t we all just be comfortabuhls???
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Firefly reference FTW!
Wish I could think of a good punny saying here but I am pretty much a by the book character who runs out of gas when I try to come up with anything. Really I have a heart of gold but my brain just gets bushwhacked. Must be the heat after all it is almost Summer.
Puddlepeppers: Well, really there are just two kids. And yes, Mary tosses everything into these delightfully neat, put-away-folded up piles. Speaking for myself, I’m just jealous of her that I can’t neaten my home that easily. *spit, spot.* :) (and off…we…Go!)
I find that pressing your finger into a cats’ paw and claws (gently) gains their trust. They sense you’re not afraid of them and that you genuinely like them. I’ve never had a cat ‘claw’ me from that experience. They’ve all been gentle. Even some feral cats.
To me, this picture illustrates the biggest difference between cats and dogs. At their worst, a dog can look mopey or resigned, but only a cat will give you a furious death glare like that.
@Gigi :( I am so sorry about you losing your dear sweet kitty, Das Boost :( I have to aww about his nicknames Boosty and Boosty Woosty which show just how much he was loved and loved back :)
:lol: Looks like a major hissy-fur fight is in the works :lol:
it’s a caturdastrophe!
“….And that’s when the fight started…..”
@B Strange -
“Wouldn’t waste an exclamation point on each other” is wonderfully evocative. I wish I’d thought of it. “Die, fluffy scum. Die.” had me in tears of laughter. Great post!
The kitteh in the front is definitely aware something’s about to go down. Something about the set of his/her nose and whiskers, plus the head turned in the general direction of the purrito-kitteh. And that almost-raised paw. I would not be surprised to find out the front-kitteh made the first move.
Oh, dear. SOMEBODY isn’t a morning kitteh.
My tiny cat who weighs all of 5 lbs, Puff, looks just like the purrito kitty, and our 17-20 lb. males are terrified of her. My mom named her Puff, don’t know why, she’s not in any way puffy. We call her “Puff the Destroyer”.
Ai iz displeezed wif ur presenz heer! Be gone wif ur furriness!
Okay. You guys totally CRACK ME UP!
BStrange at #17 and what Nanette just said. Hahahaha! “Puff the Destroyer” That’s really funny. :) I once had this total tough guy kitty, Picard. He was such a bad a– that we used to joke that he would hang with his homie racoons in the ‘hood. (This was in Seattle). Anyway, he wasn’t such a tough guy one day when he encountered a mama kitty with her kittens and decided he would smell the babies. Holy crap. She chased him away and made him cry like a little girl. He never did THAT again.
@Gigi and QoD: I neither own nor know any Boots-cats myself, but I read a story once in which a family’s cat was known as Bootsie because when the kids were little they couldn’t pronounce “Caligula”, of which “Bootsie” is in fact a nigh-direct translation.
ShinyHappyGoth: Really? I didn’t know that. Cool! :) Well, the Boots who comes over to my house is such a sweet boy. So is my SamKitty. I just a bit ago swooped Sam up and held him over my shoulder and petted him while doing this little rocking sort of dance I do when I hold him. And he purrrrrrred. So sweet! :)
Oh. and also (and I’m sorry to go on and will stop after this) when I first met Boots when he was such a little, adorable kitten and I thought he was Loretta, I thought his feetsies looked more like he was wearing socks. But “Boots” works as well.
That is so cute! You can just tell that a fight was about to happen. I had to laugh. Oh, and happy 8th birthday my sweet Henry muffin kitty!!!
You can indeed tell that a fight was about to happen — their expressions give them away — the kitty in the back looks severely irked and about to spring…
Angry kitty in bed, aagghhh!!!
Happy Birthday, Henry Muffin Kitty! :)
@ B Strange
My girls cordially hate each other, too. But I suspect it’s only when I’m around. I got kitten Gracie, my hyperactive somethingorother mixed breed, four years ago when Spider was nearly 8. Spider still hasn’t forgiven me, and when Gracie is stuck to the screen door or clawing my toes or pretending to be a Jack Russell terrier, Spider rolls her eyes. They hiss and growl in my presence … buuuut … I often come home to find them both in my bed together. Then there’s some surprised and embarrassed kitty expressions: “This isn’t what it looks like! I hate her, but I love this duvet.”
I think someone’s a little blanket hog…
I have a friend who is a certified cat lady, who refers to situations like this as “kitty dramas.” In my 3-cat household, the two eldest are litter mates and soul sistahs, but the third came along about a year later and invaded their territory. The nerve! Plus, she (Sabrina Caterina) is smaller. The two elder girls take turns putting Sabrina in her place. They never gang up on her, though, so I believe it is a more or less mild gesture. Over time, Sabrina has learned to stand up for herself, and I have seen her provoke these discussions. One trick she loves is to perch on the bannister and wait for one of the others to come by so that she can drop down on them. It’s her “I’m a black panther waiting at the top of the cliff” fantasy, I think. Scares the bejeebers out of her elder housemates.
rofl, I love that scowl from the kitty on top. That ranks right up there with teacher death-glare.
It’s a beautiful Sunday morning – um, afternoon, and the sun is shining, the birds are singing, and I am so enjoying reading everyone’s cat stories!
Please forgive my language, but the kitty in the background is giving primo bitchface if I’ve ever seen it!
I am also enjoying reading teh stories, especially peeps putting words in he thought balloons that should be floating above teh kittehs’ haids! lol
*Jaws theme* Dah-dum. Dah-dum. Dah-dum, dah-dum, dah-dum! Impending dooooommmm! Purrito is absolutely ready to POUNCE on Brown-stripedy Face, ya gotta at least suspect it!
I also love the cat stories. Right now, Sam and Boots are outside laying together in the grass in the back yard. Sam told me he won a fight with Boots today and from now on wants to be referred to as Simba the Bad Ass. *rolling eyes*
I don’t know…kind of hard to look menacing with such a cute pink nose.
One cat looks as if its saying, ” I can taste color… “
We’re going to see fur fly and the dreaded rear feet death rake deployed.
Haha I LOVE this photo. My god, that cat in the burrito is doing some mega eye stabbing! LOL
Hahaha Amber and Hon Glad! “Taste color” and “rear feet death rake” :) Such sunshine here!
Ohmygosh! You guys, I’m so sorry to say something not about the picture but I’m so happy that I have to express meself and share with you all. My daughter just came home! She spent the first part of summer break visiting friends and she just got home. Yay! I’m so happy!! Bye! :)
Good for you, Q of D! Enjoy! ♥
The calm before the storm. Complete with dagger eyes. And I can hear them saying, “I was here first!. No, I was. No, it was me!”
We get a lot of Jennyanydots on Misty agressive action, and vice versa, followed by the cat hair tumbleweeds! Wonderful description, BStrange!
I came looking for Bunday. Baroooo! But while I’m here, I’ll point out that the front kitteh has that little nose crinkle that to me indicates “I smell something funky…” and she is probably not surprised when Duvet kitteh jumps her. Kittehs are just so funny!
Yes, cat in front definitely knows what’s up. That’s not a lazy layabout face.
Dogs will also do this if they feel it’s necessary–to defend their territory/human/right to be momma’s/daddy’s boy/girl–but it’s different. With cats, owners are all, “Oh, cats are just like that. They’ll be fine in a moment or two.” With dogs, it’s usually, “OMG CALL THE POUND PUT HIM TO SLEEP HE’S VICIOUS HE HAS RABIES!!!”
But yeah, I’d prolly start running if I saw that look.
Thank QoD’s post at 11 for that. Lukewarm kitty hostilities = nostalgia attack! I miss those two little fiends.
The “panther fantasy” thing made me giggle, Desdemona. Yep. Some kitties have panther fantasies, some have Jaws fantasies… I’m pretty sure some kitties have Venus flytrap fantasies, too. Easily determined by tickling the kitty’s oh-so-tempting floofy tummy*.
*note: check band-aid supply before attempting.
Also, Mary (the first): Some cats watch the wind-up, seem to know what’s coming, but don’t actually move until it’s almost too late. I wonder, is it a “you wouldn’t dare.” thing? Or are they just that comfy? Or both. Could be both.
I have come back to this pic like a dozen times since it was posted. The look on purrito kitteh’s face is too priceless.
BEST PICTURE EVER TAKEN.
Little kitteh = green-eyed look of DOOM
Sings: Caturday night’s alright for fighting!
Am happy to report my lovely Daisy’s tumor was benign. Yay! ..and PHEW. I was sick with worry. She gets her stitches out on Tuesday, so I will be bidding farewell to more of my sweet sweet money. Goodbye, currency, I hardley knew ye. Ah well, dollars WELL spent. The vet is awesome and laughed along with me when I called the day after the surgery to report that Daisy managed to get out of her plastic cone when I could not even get it off over her head. Cats!
This picture is sooo cute!!!! It reminds me of my orange tabbeh when he grooms the other two and it is a lovely scene of feline bliss until someone nips on and ear, then it turns into ear-biting retaliation, hitting and wrasslin’. Very funny :D
Saffron – YaY for your Daisy girl! I haven’t been visiting much lately, so I missed the fact that you were worried, but am glad I caught the happy ending!
I too love this picture. Have seen similar looks quite often in my multi-multi-cat home. >^..^<
There’s something happening here…
What it is, is partially clear…
There’s a kitteh with a glare over there…
Warning me I oughta have a prayer
‘Cos, stop, humans, what’s that sound,
Everybody get to higher ground….
DEATH FROM ABOVE!!1 :D
YAY saffron & daisy!!! YAY benign.
Fat hobbitesss. We hates them!
the angry kitty looks like Jack Nicholson :)
the more i ponder and study the awake babee, the more i become convinced that it is on the verge of dropping off to sleep. those eyes could be mean or they could be almost closed…
thas’ jes’ catz for ya. who knows?
The cat in the back looks very protective of his blanket!
Nougatcat’s song is da bomb. Kitties too~
I’ve seen those looks before!
@Saffron :D I am so glad to hear that your kitty, Daisy, is ok :D
@Desdemona :lol: Your kitty, Sabrina, sounds a lot like my neice’s kitty, Angel, who will wrap her paws around the necks of my neice’s two male cats, Snowman and Snowball while doing her impression of an attack cat :lol: Snowman and Snowball just lay there and give the “What the heck is she up to?” look as Angel wrestles with them before dashing off :lol:
We’ve reaced Defcon 4 to the North. Seek shelter IMMEDIATELEH!
*backs away slowly from the stabby eyes*
i have a lot of cats and there are two of them who constantly try to kill each other but ends up licking each other. I can hear the sounds that those two in the picture are making. :)
the top kitty is so safin.
Thanks cattymama! Was hoping someone would ‘catch’ it…
Kitten glance of death. Richness beyond compare!!!!