4 out of 5 big sisters agree, bad puns and passing gas are dumb.
Sender inner Ivy G. tells us, “This is 10 month old Tony inside the house, with big sister Marcy looking on in annoyance. We got Tony last year as a three-month old and it’s taken Marcy a long time to accept him (begrudgingly):).”
I love it when cats tuck in their paws like that.
Either Tony is exceptionally big for a 10 month-old, or Marcy is exceptionally petite. Either way, tres cute kitties.
Wouldn’t that be “dos cute kitties”? Or did I misunderstand you?
tres means very in French.
Okay, I get it. Thanks!
Oh, she’s a calico, that explains it – calicos are generally feisty, feisty, feisty!
It’s because they’re really two cats in one body.
OK, could we get this settled? I’m always confused by the two cats thing. Shouldn’t it be three cats (as in three different colors)?
And yes, FEISTY. My Chloe is half the size of her two big brothers, but man, does she kick their a**es.
Ha! I was waiting for you to show up and say that about three cats in one body!
Well? What’s the deal, guys?
(HI, CEEJOE!)
Hi skippymom!!
I’m gonna vote for two cats in one body. Be/c two-colored cats are normal – we see orange & white and black & white cats all the time – so maybe calicos are like an orange & white cat and a black & white cat trapped in one body.
Which ones are feistier (more feisty?) – calicos or torties?
Well, in my house the youngest calico is the fiestiest (most fiesty?). The only tortie I have is the oldest gal in the house, who came from a pretty rough background and was semi-feral when she came to me, so is pretty timid. The other two calicos are 6 and 7 yrs old, and are both pretty weird. So I guess my house is not really a good example.
I think Chloe is more like twelve cats in one body.
Yes, Marcy, it’s true that puns and farts can both stink. However, I bet no one ever held your head under a blanket and forced you to listen to the puns he’d trapped in there!
Existential!
*snortlaff*
TINEE TABBEE TONEE TEEF
TONEE TIGERRRR
He’s grrrreat!
I can’t tell you how hilarious this is to me. This is just like my late Mimi and Stinky. Mimi was a tiny, petite, very dignified little control freak of a tuxedo– I always used to call her the no-nonsense cat. Then Stinky came, and he was the all-nonsense cat. Mimi, who when Stinky grew up, was about half his size, would look at him just exactly like that, with that same trepidation and horrified disdain. She looked exactly like a tiny nun.
“all-nonsense cat” haha I love that
Mimi looked at him just like that, like “at the first opportunity I’m gonna clock him one.” Great times.
Marcy: I’m stuck with this idiot for eternity.
My 8 year tortie girl feels exactly the same way about my 2 year old Birman boy. Sometimes I feel so guilty.
Tony: Neener neener!
Marcy: Good lord, here we go again.