Cute Overload :D
One of life’s great challenges is to make a cat lose its cool.
Many have tried. It usually ends badly for the hooman.
Get a grip, Blair. You have your reputation to maintain.
believe me, i’ve tried……
If that is the case then our neighbors upstairs are in danger. They have six cats.
They are in big trouble if they ever get any of their cats P.O.ed!
Ooff, beat me to it…..by a whisker ; -)
Fangy little smile framed by brown kitteh leeps! :-)
there was a maine coon on a towel
who started each day with a scowl
but if with your finger
on his a.o.s. you might linger
he laughed till he horked up a bowel
@blair, you’ve missed your calling, unless you’re really a limerick writer.
What a great shot of kitteh!
My Dante laughs at me almost constantly:
Seriously, if you are sufficiently dorky, your cat laughing hysterically at you all the time just becomes a way of life.
Also excellent reminder of the A.O.S.! We could all use the review from time to time. :D
(sigh) Ain’t THAT the truth.
Oh, no, Queenie, don’t tell me Albert laughs at you!
PS: Here are some shrimpies for him:
Wait, where did the shrimpies go? Here are some more:
How weird. My shrimps keep disappearing. Dante, are you doing that?
Not only does he laugh at me, but he has written a stand-up comedy act using me as his material. He goes out in the back yard and cracks up all of the birds at my expense. (ha-ha. really hilarious.)
He probably is. Does Dante have your cell phone right now? I just caught Albert talking to somebody on mine.
Yesterday evening, I could hear Albert out in the yard. He was all, “Okay! Gather round, gather round. Great. Hahahaha! My human is SO blind in the dark! Yeah, hahahaha! Get this! When she gets up in the morning and it’s still dark, if I run right in front of her feet and then stop suddenly…”
I tuned him out after that but I could hear a bunch of birds laughing at some silly punch line.
“Missed it….by *THAT* much ….”
It is the easiest thing in the world to make a cat lose its cool, as long as you don’t mind tangling with The Pointy Ends.
Even thinking about my girl’s a.o.s. makes it disappear! Whoever says cats aren’t telepathic hasn’t met mine!
My girls don’t laugh at me. They just roll their eyes like teenagers and look at each other with the look of “we’ve got the dorkiest mom in the world”. Of course, they haven’t met The Queen. :)
Yeah, when you hear those high-pitched giggles coming from outside, you know something will happen, but you don’t know WHAT or WHEN. 8O
It is a very funny picture!Evil kitty leeps!Oh noooo we are doomed with cuteness FOREVER!Thanks ALOT C.O.
Oh, boy! I bet you would have a hard time explaining to the police what happened to your neighbors regarding their six cats going nuts, huh, bob drummond.
:lol: I thought it was giving a cat catnip which looks like what that kitty has gotten into :lol:
You r absolutely right!But most likely those cats would then
decide to pay me & marlene a visit and to eliminate all potential
Does Albert also, at irregular intervals, but usually coinciding with either a new brand of catfood being introduced in commercials or china being mysteriously broken, show you weird addenda to your contract of employment which you cannot, for the life of you, remember signing? Addenda which stipulate things like “China needs to be broken regularly for peace of mind” or “New brands of catfood need to be bought and sampled as soon as they hit the market” and “Any shares, bonds or assetts acquired must be signed over to Albert upon acquisition”?
My Ares and your Albert must have been separated at birth!
Kallisto 73: I TOTALLY know what you mean about The Contract. The cat (SamKitty) that lived with me before Albert moved in had one of those. There were all sorts of Terms and Conditions and Stipulations I had to abide by. He left behind a manual that he himself wrote titled something like, Interacting With Humans: A Cat’s Perspective. He left it here in my house somewhere and Albert found it when he moved in. He’s been reading it and picking up all sorts of bad habits from it. I’ve only seen it briefly once but Albert grabbed it from my hands and hid it. I guess it’s a big secret that cats have between themselves to use in a court of law against us humans. (good grief. *sigh*)
p.s. i have no idea why they called me out. maybe they mean another Blair who actually had something to do with the sub-mee-shon.
should i be signing my posts with NTBTOB?
so do mine – and they tell each other catty jokes:
I suppose it is available from Catbridge University Press… But you have to prove you’re not human to order it.
Blair, Blair, Blair……where would you like me to send flowers for your human’s recuperation from the revenge? ;)
Peeps, I have an awesome kitteh story to tell you.
One of my friends posted on Facebook on Saturday (Caturday!) that she had rescued a kitten from a busy street out in front of her church. She thought the kitten had been thrown from a moving car, but wasn’t sure. The cat had definitely been struck by a car and was trying to get up. My friend risked the traffic and saved the kitten and took her to the vet. She posted pictures immediately and then updates as the little bubby got better.
Now, I could tell you that the little one is a spitting image of my Maggie, which got to me immediately. Or I could tell you that by Caturday afternoon, my friend’s profile picture was a photo of the kitten (named “Skittles” by her daughters) snoozing. I commented that she was totally keeping the kitten after she captioned a picture with the comment “her little tongue is peeking out of her perfect little mouth.”
But the very best part?
Her church is named for St. Francis of Assissi.
Oh, and Skittles the kitten is doing very well, other than a slightly swollen eye and scraped nose. She has already proven herself to be an adept snuggler and looks quite smug and happy in the most recent photos. I praised my friend for being such a good person to stop and help. Many wouldn’t have.
OMG, that is so true. If you poke Philo’s belleh, he emits a thoroughly intimidating high-pitched Squeak of Disapproval, and then the pointy ends come out!
AWESOME!!!! Hope the little bubby (my favorite phrase BTW) is healing quickly and makes a happy home with your friend!
It appears that she has quickly determined that her place in the household will be at the top, thank you very much. :)
That’s terrific! Your friend is awesome. :)
Of course. Blair is the kittehpants in question (and stitches)!