Tales of the Floof Hunter

Ironically, it’s the tedium I treasure most — long treks through the boundless backcountry, collating memories and half-eaten dreams. But if it’s solitude that fills a man’s soul, it’s the flash of danger that hones it, gives it purpose, shows a man what he was meant to be.

I’d been tracking the great buck for over a week, never certain if I was hot or cold. More than once, a random clue offered hope: a few strands of floof among the azaleas, an errant paw print on the dining room carpet. But always nothing.

I was ready to return to base camp for supplies. That’s when I saw him.

He was even bigger than I imagined, with a thick, luxurious coat of prime quality floof, worth thousands on the open market — but only in one piece. The trick was to scare the creature out of its skin so that the floof could be taken whole. And for that, I’d have to sneak up from behind.

Seizing the advantage of cover, I made my approach. I had only a moment to settle on a method; with the younger ones a simple “geeba, geeba, geeba!” is enough, but the big males are harder to startle. Quietly, I reached for my air horn…

Alice H. says: “Meet Daisy, our lovely nine-year-old Maine Coon and our brand new three-month-old rescued kitten Ricky Stubbs. Stubby is absolutely obsessed with Daisy’s tail and just can’t help himself from stalking her, sneaking up behind her and taking a swipe. This can go on for half an hour or so with Daisy hissing patiently over her shoulder until she finally gets pissed off and lets him have it.”

A Nutcracker, Sweet!

You! Bourgeoisie human veeth many valnuts! Een my homeland, squirrels are stronk, haff no need for decadent Vestern nutcrackers! You geeve valnuts to me now! I veel be crushingk dem veeth bare hands for you!

“Tough Girl” is by Ingrid Taylar.

Carpe Dream

Fido figured he would have better luck in his recurring dream of chasing the cat if he went to sleep in the cat’s bed. Little did he know the nightmare that lay ahead…

Sender-Inner Carol B., tells us, “Charley loves seepin in the cat’s scratcher hammock.”, and dreaming of bacon, no doubt.

Wow! Your Place, Too?

Same with mine! And I really thought I was gonna ride out the storm, too. I mean, I used the premium straw with the extra tight thatching. But like, one puff and it was totally blown away, man.

Anyway, let’s go hang out at cousin Louie’s. Bet his place is still standing.

“Piglets” by Flickr user Brett Marlow.

Drum Kit

I’m with the band. I’m the bad boy.

Eh? WHAT? William & Lisa G.’s cat goes up to eleven?


I CUte!

With my powder pink nose camouflage I can has peeker and booer skillz.

This is Melissa L.’s brand new kitten who, at only 5 weeks old, was found in a dumpster.

Shocking Bear Attack Captured on Video!

WARNING: Ladies and gentlemen, the video you are about to see contains scenes of bloodthirsty creatures locked in fierce, unrelenting combat! So savage was the brutality that stunned onlookers could only gape in horror! Press play — if you dare!

Happy Birthday, Cute Overload!

On this most special occasion
We kitties would like to take
The chance to scramble over each other
To get the last piece of cake.

Jayda K. is celebrating, too: “These are our kittens. Siri (the mum) adopted us about two months ago and had her babies here. We love them. They turned a month old, so we had a little party for them. Me and my roomie were the only humans.”

The Bunold says, “You’re Fired”

I think I have made myself quite clear. What part of disapproval do you not understand?

Um, we take it that’s a “no”, Esther R.

That’s Cold, Bro

Is there no respect for the struggling artist anymore? Just yesterday, I was putting the finishing touches on my ice sculpture, and when I come back, it’s been stolen!

Heidi tells us: “Attatched is a photo of my ferret Raven (now sadly gone to the Rainbow Bridge) right after she dunked her head underwater to recover a raisin.”


Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 18,188 other followers