Oh most merciful Supreme Kitty, I thank thee for the bounteous backyards thou has placed before mine eye. Bless I, your humble servant, as I embark on my daily quest for sustenance and glory. Make swift mine legs and sharp mine claws, that I may chase down many mousies and little birds, and may your high priests The Hoomins smile upon mine offerings when I drop them on the carpet before them.
Amen, Amy L.
BWAHAHAHAHA!
Halle-mew-juh?
Everything I need in life I learned in catechism.
Of course, Frith may have something to say ’bout it
Or El-ahrairah? (if we’re talking Lapine here)
That’s the one
pantalooooons!
CAT-a-loons, if you please!
(And even if you don’t please…)
….Which brings to mind the Siamese Cat Song…..
Noooooo. I am trying to learn some Thomas Tallis and now all I can think of……….
Pray for mercy from Puss, in grass!
I grant thee thy wishes. Now you can go ahead and hunt the rats
But not the nice, pet-type ones
Dem mousies and birdies bettah watch out. Dat one big Kitteh
Cat-a-loons … would those be related in any way to the cat’s pajamas?!?
Brilliant, NTMTOM, simply brilliant! I too am celebrating the cataloons. I have missed them so…
My childhood kitty was FIERCE! Beautiful seal-point who graced us with many a headless squirrel on the blod-splattered front stoop. We were so blessed!
Another fierce cat defended me from a ferocious STEAK one time. she got me up the next morning and lead me inot the kitchen to show me this wild beast that she’d stalked, fought and thrown to the floor before delivering the killing blow and ripping away the cellophane skin. She was so proud!
man, ya gotta keep an eye on those darn Killer Steaks !!!!
see also: Rock-Out Kitty (air microphone!) karaoke-ing soulful (or soleful, if fishies are involved) power ballad
*singing* “I’m a simpllllllle kind of cat!”
Then he’s gotta be singing Freebird, man!
*raises lighter*
“Supreme Kitty”? Must be a Humanarian Humanversalist. Catolics and Orthodogs say “Ceiling Cat”.
Hmm, could be Mewish. Or a Foodist, like my cats who worship the Bowl and Can.
ahahahhahha. Stop! I can’t stop laughing!
How does their version of the Ceiling Cat’s Prayer go – ” …Give us this day our daily rat, …”?
Shouldn’t that be “..our daily mouse/tuna,” ?
The mighty hunter is obviously a Roamin’ Cat-holic.
(And since I’m sure he belongs to a responsible pet owner, he’s probably an altered boy as well. Amen.)
Altered boy? Excellent! *nods appreciatively*
@ Kallisto: are you familiar with
the meaning of the phrase [and the customs] “Castradi Tenor”????
(OUCH!!)
If he’s Cat-holic I wonder if he’s had is con-purr-mation yet?
In addition to being fixed though, shouldn’t domestic cats be kept indoors when not being supervised? They tend to decimate local songbird & other endangered species because they’re such efficient hunters.
This post makes me sad, & I normally do NOT nuff. :^|
Um, since somebody took that photograph (presumably a human), I would say he is being supervised.
If cats do hunt birds to a degree that it causes harm, I agree. Although I can’t help but wonder… In my childhood home in the countryside we always let the cats roam free (my mom still does). Never once did we get a dead bird as a present but piles of headless mice, rats and other rodents instead (even an occasional viper). I didn’t notice any change in the amount or variety of wild birds around the house either. Maybe cats only hunt birds if they don’t have “real” game?
My cat was hanging out in the back yard yesterday. I heard him talking to the birds out there. He was talking about me. I heard him refer to me as “that thing that gives me food.”
*sheesh*
Would you rather he described you as “the chick who scoops my poop”?
Just lol. And the hovertext? Epic!
Looks like “Pleeez, don’t take me to the vet! Pleez!”
Hi Deb–I actually submitted this pic of my cat Buddy and your comment is so funny cause we’ve had to take him to the vet quite a bit lately. That is probably what he’s praying for
It’s rainin’ men, hallelujah.
Well in this case that would be: It’s rainin’ mice. hallelujah.
If it’s a queen (female cat) it could be: It’s rainin’ toms, hallele-mewla!
I wish it would rain NOMTOMS
“Bless me,” please, not “Bless I.” Poor grammar kills kittens.
and also Catholiques!!!
People do sometimes fall into overblown phraseology when they are praying, I find. It seems to be a bit like trying to talk to foreigners when abroad – shout loudly and add “o” to the end of every other word.
I think it’s because of the King James Translation of the Bible. It’s pretty much Elizabethan Language and sounds so much fancier than
Oh great kitty make me faster than a bee-stung stallion and sneakier than a cheating husband. Please let me catch that possum amen.
Ragdoll?
“little RAGDOLL…
such a pretty face, should be dressed in lace …”
I am A cat person and I just adore this entry ! Thank you so much for the pic .
The kitties on my parents’ farm would come up to the house meowing their offerings which we let them eat after admiring their kill
Of course, there was a time when I was raising a three week old orphan white female kitten and her aunt would bring mice to the house 
That kitten could gobble down a full grown mouse in 5 minutes 
Dear God ,Please help me catch that mouse, I’m hungry .
It’s fine, Kitty. God is a cat person.
….and an effelunt person, and a gee-raffe person, and a capybara person, and……
Capybaras? That’s one hell of big MOUSE !!!!!
For some weird reason the following popped into my head:
“Please don’t go, don’t goooo, don’t go away!”
Boy the Supreme Kitteh must love my cats from the amount of dead birds, voles, mice and rats on my porch every day. with the amount guts and blood I have been cleaning lately, I’m going to have to start praying for lack of good luck on the hunt. It’s really horrific. My porch is looking like an abattoir.
thank you god for the back yard i,ll do everything you say thank you:):)