“In fifty yards, turn right. At the traffic circle, drive around eighteen times. In 100 yards, stare at the ground for at least five minutes, then lick yourself. At the next light, turn left and chase your own tailpipe. You have reached your destination, or a fish market, whichever comes first…”


Jess B. from San Francisco writes: “Hi there, Love love LOVE your site!! I’m a first-time contributor, so is my cat (as far as I know). Attached is a picture of Truman, riding shotgun at age 0.5 years. He’s three now and a chunky monkey. Hope you post us, thnx!!”



  1. This is my kind of GPS!

  2. SlaveToCat says:

    Wonder what happens when the low fuel alert goes off??

  3. AWW 😀 I would not mind having dear sweet Truman as my GPS if I had a car 😀 (I do have a valid driver’s license) I hope you have many long and happy years with your dear sweet boy kitty, Truman, Jess B. from San Francisco 😀

  4. Reblogged this on taanjiastreasuresblog and commented:
    less annoying GPS director

  5. Omg I call my cats chunky monkeys too! I was floored when I read that because to me, it’s just a set of random sounds with no real meaning. I never thought I’d ever see someone else use it, especially not for their cats!