Litterbox, this is Pied Piper… Pied Piper calling Litterbox, are you receiving? Target just left for walkies at oh-nine-thirty, heading due north up Central Avenue… ETA your checkpoint in four minutes… get the water balloons ready…
Kittens are so good at covert ops, Guadalupe C.
CIA should hire an army of covert kittehs
They would totally disarm the enemy with their powers of Qte. Good idea!
I don’t know how covert this guy is… I think he’s just at camp. http://cutethingsinpaint.blogspot.com/2011/02/camp-photo.html
Great caption, NOMTOM!
Agreed, x 7000 !!!!
Alzo, zee peek-cha, sheee eeez purr-teeful, too
Secret Agent 00 Squeee, has a licence to kill…with cuteness.
I call mine STEALTH KITTEHS. They go into stealth mode and secretly snuggle me. Sometimes I’ve been snuggled for what I can only guess is several minutes…or hours… before noticing their presence. Yes they’re that good.
There’s a cat who leads a life of danger.
To everyone he meets he stays a stranger.
With every move he makes, another chance he takes.
Odds are he won’t live to see tomorrow.
Secret agent kitty
Secret agent kitty
They’ve given you a number,
and taken away your name.
Yay!
Kittya, tell me about that squeeful individual that graces your Gravatar.
If I’m not mistaken, that would be Magneto.
Yep Magneato… named after the super villian in the xmen because she was that tough. We miss her a lot. She lived up to her name and could have taught a thing or two to her namesake. She was the best hunter I ever had for a kitty and kept the gophers and ground squirrels and mice at bay in our yard. She once chased a red tailed hawk right out of a tree in our yard and I have no doubt if a bear had shown up she would have made it stand up and take notice.
Nice.
Huh, this comment keeps moving down. It was supposed to refer to KA’s song.
Thanks for the song-much needed.
Pussy Galore!
Fujiko Mi(eow)ne.
Covert Kitteh has pretty eyes.
Pretty eyes but he failed the Camoflauge 101 course.
Great pink paw pads, or as my mom always calls them, “rubber things”.
We’re a weird cat-obsessed family.
http://www.catsofparkdale.blogspot.com
Someone knows how to take a really good picture! Very nice. Almost like you’re in the tree with the cuddly kitteh.
I think I must have told youpeeps that my grandparents met because grandpa dropped a water balloon on grandma?
Yes, dear, this story is among the well-known and always fascinating lore of your, er, interesting family.
I sometimes think I am like the CrazyAss Aunt of CO. “Did I ever tell you about the time we went bobbing for giant barracuda in the Upper Volga . . .?”
And you can be sure that we would believe absolutely anything that you should choose to tell us.
(stifled geegle)
From one crazy auntie to another…crazy aunties are the most funnest
Me too! My brother doesn’t let me be around his daughter unsupervised because he fears I’ll infect her with craziness!
@ Theresa: re. grandparents’ “twue wove” = so verreh Classye!!!!
I never heard that story!! I think that’s priceless!!
Kitties are good at getting up trees. Not so good at getting down. My Rudy used to get stuck at the top of telephone poles. So glad that my Scout is an indoor kitty.
Telephone poleS? He didn’t learn a lesson the first time?
I had a traumatic cat-stuck-in-a-tree experience last year. At night, in the rain. Finally the fool finally decided to jump down and luckily didn’t hurt himself except for his lip where he must have bit it when he landed. Cat hasn’t been allowed outside since!
Its because of the curve of a cats claws that they are so good at going UP but can’t climb down. Now I’m wondering how squirrels manage it… (off to educate myself on my snow day!)
It’s the bone structure of the wrist of front limbs. In squirrels they can rotate 90 degree inward, so when squirrels climb down, they can push back (upward) with the front paws to support their weight.
*WOW* Color ME impressed w/ yer Animal Academics!!!!
This looks like the same kitty as in “Morning Ritual,” below. Guess he fuelled up on java and went out to terrorize the neighborhood.
Maybe his name should be Heathcliff (or am I the only one who remembers that cartoon?)
Kitrilla warfare.
Also AND HOW EEZ EET possible, that nopeeps has gone here yet????
–BOOP!!!–
pretty eyes AND nose AND paws AND creamy complexion.
So innocent and adorables before he pounces and chomps you!
Nobody’s said it yet: TOEBEANS!!!1!!!!
I was just thinking that!! LOL Peeeenk and juicy ones!!!
What a darling little angel!!
Well I have a question and discussion for you good CO kitty lovin’ peoples.
I don’t guess I’m ready for a new kitty in my life, but maybe one day I will be.
My darling Sparky crossed Rainbow Bridge suddenly last week (last Tues. morning the 25th) … she was my only kitty. I live alone (except for her). My apartment feels very, very lonely and this is the first time in my entire life I have lived entirely alone.
So, yeah, I admit it. I went to the shelter yesterday. I didn’t see THE ONE. I guess my question is… how long have y’all (generally) waited before getting a new companion? I feel like I can’t “fill the void” but at the same time…so lonely.
I’m sorry you suffered this loss. Much warm thoughts and sympathy.
Personally, I usually don’t make it a year unless specified by the vet. I had to wait a year then get an ok from my vet when one kitty died of FIV.
You need to grieve for your friend first. I would suggest at least giving yourself three or four months. It’ll be lonely but I think that’s part of the process.
Kar you are absolutely right. I need to sit with my grief for a while. Thanks for responding.
Dear Alice sending you hugs. Losing a kitty is always a hard thing for me… I think the longest I went with out a kitty after a loss was about 4 months… usually a little waif shows up at my house long before I am ready to go look for one… apparently our yard has a “lost kitties welcome here” sign some where that they find.
If you were at the pound looking then you are ready to get a new one… the fact that you are looking for the perfect fit one is a good sign. I am sure when your heart is ready you will find just the right little kitty.
Oh Alice I’m sorry for your loss. I tend to be a bit of a “waiter” (same with breakups actually) because I like to be able to process my feelings etc. But if you feel like you need to get a new furbaby sooner rather than later I don’t see the problem. Good luck and let us know please!
Thanks Lillith … you’re right … I do need to process for a while. I was glad to get my “kitty fix” in at the shelter and it was nice to see all the sweeties there…but I figured if it was the right time, I would “know”.
Alice;
Maybe you could volunteer at the shelter? That way you can be doing good, be around teh kitties and then when you see “the one” you’ll be alble to bring it home.
Just a thought.
First, a big {{hug}} to you. I also live alone and my apartment felt very empty when my first cat died. I went through three stages: 1) “No more cats” 2) “Well, maybe someday” and 3) “Gimme kitties! Now!” It took about six months for me to reach stage three. I knew I was ready to have another cat when I realized I was looking for a new friend, not a replacement for my old cat. Now I have two charming/devilish young cat boys and there’s never a dull moment at my place.
I haven’t had to deal with this yet and so can’t advise you from experience, but I suspect you’ll know when you’re ready. So I’ll just send you a big warm Skippy hug.
I know that some people need to take a few months to grieve when a pet goes, but when my last kitty died, there seemed to be a cat-shaped hole in my life that needed to be filled. I waited a month before adopting a kitten from a shelter, thinking that I’d never love my new kitty as much as I loved the one who died, but I could at least offer a good home to a cat that needed one. Needless to say, it took very little time to become totally enchanted by new kitty who currently rules my household.
Alice, I’m so sorry for your loss. Your fuzzy angel can never be replaced, but another fuzzy angel can bring joy to your life when you’re ready. Just trust in yourself, and you’ll know when you’re ready and able to open your heart again.
I once welcomed a new kitty a few short weeks after a painful loss: he was a stray and I just couldn’t leave him. Another time I wasn’t able to be around kittycats without tears for almost a year after a loss. But I was always happy when I brought a new kitty to its forever home.
Take care of yourself, Alice, and please tell us how you’re doing in the weeks to come.
Thanks so much everyone… yes it was too soon to go to the shelter as I am still in tears every day! And I used to volunteer with a shelter … it just got to be (emotionally) too much for me but it may be an option in the future.
Again, I do appreciate all your replies and kind words. xo
I so sorry for your lost, you’ll know when you’re ready for a new friend.
I haven’t had just one cat in years, so even if it’s always very hard to loose one of my babies I have the others to console me.
Alice, I’m so, so sorry for your loss. There’s no right answer but every time I’ve lost a pet I’ve waited only a week or two before adopting another. I used to believe in waiting for The One but now I think any animal I live with will become The One within a matter of hours.
For me, it’s not really living if there’s no furball to go home to.
I’ve always arranged to have overlapping kittehs, but my thought is that “THE ONE” will probably find you when you’re ready for him/her. Don’t rush it.. it’ll happen. Condolences on your loss.
Alice, I’m so sorry for your loss. I absolutely agree that the kitty will find you when the time is right.
AWW
I am so sorry to hear about your loss, Alice007 
I agree 100% iwht Noelegy that the kitty you are looking for will come to you 
Who knows, you might find more than one 
Is this one of them Florida orange groves we’re always hearing about?
I used to have a (rather stunted) orange tree in my back yard (when I had a back yard). It never gave me fruit like that!
*pats you consolingly*
“There, there, dear.”
haha!! Pththth, @ O NO. Snerk worthy.
She-kitteh wearing perfect eye-liner…dangerously pretty.
Kitten at camp: http://cutethingsinpaint.blogspot.com/2011/02/camp-photo.html
Those eyes… those eyes are the same color as the LEAVES!
*faints dead away*
This post reminds me of Calvin & Hobbes plotting in their Club GROSs! (Get Rid of Slimy girlS)
“HE-MAN WIMMIN HATERS CLUB”
Wait’ll the purple wisteria flowers bloom and kitteh is entwined in them. That’ll be a feast of colors!
Good call: the tiny lavendar flower bunches
would be JUST the right counter-color!!!
gatita que sobrevivio al hambre y la miseria.Para escapar de todo eso,aprendio a trepar arboles y a esconderse entre las hojas,esperando el cariño de gente buena,como la que por suerte encontro hace unos años.Graaaaaacias!!!!
Oh, look! A purring mantis!
I would very gently pick that sweet little kitty out of that tree and snorgle him/her
Kit Philby? “Little Guy” Burgess?
That is one pretty kitty.
By the NTMTOM I love the caption & hovertext.