OK- I’ve got somethin’ for YOU, pal.
OK- I’ve got somethin’ for YOU, pal.
Got some terrific pix here c/o Ace Photographer Kim Barker- taken at one of our favorite palces, The Cat House On The Kings in Parlier, CA. These guys are in the adoption room and ready to roll. Later today, in our 5pm PT TGIF post- Part II: The Kitten Room!
As always- thought you probably don’t live nearby—maybe you know someone who does- send them this post!!
..in the form of Cat Street View, in the town of Onomichi, Hiroshima Prefecture, Big J. Think of it as Google Maps Street View, just…with cats. Many of them. Click here to view it. Click to enlarge the next 2 photos.
The low angle of the camera means you get to experience the view of the area as a kitteh would- low to the ground.
If you come across an image with a cat in it, an icon appears, and you can click on it to learn more. If you read Japanese, natch.
Quoting Daily Mail: “The map works on desktop and mobile browsers but is best viewed in Chrome. The audio can be muted by clicking the speaker icon in the bottom right-hand corner of the map.”
Imagine a smoke-filled bar, a seedy dive set off the Rue du Faubourg Saint-Honoré, Paris. The smell of catnip hung heavily in the air. Tipsy Nip Organic Catnip? Probably. “Made in Vermont, yet available in Paris,” you muse to yourself. Wait, watch out. Look sharp! -the game is afoot.
The waitress slowly approaches. In a slinky voice colored with too many cigarillos and weary with disappointment, she said “Que sera-ce, monsieur?” The words dripped disdain. In all of the bars of the world, you walked into hers. And she had better things to do than cater to….un chat américain. Such is life.
(“Something Blue” by the Paul Horn Quintet played in the background. It suited your melancholic mood as you casually shifted your disinterested gaze her way. She was taller than you first imagined her to be.)
With a shrug, you reply, “San Pellegrino please. One baguette. Lightly toasted. I am Franklin, The Most Interesting Cat In The World.”
She sauntered off in an insouciant manner. She knew you knew she could care less. Ah, the night was young, no? Perhaps it held the promise of…what? Rendezvous?
This, like so many scenes of life, would be played out slowly, carefully. One move at a time. She had played her opening gambit, and you responded with careful aplomb. Whatever happened- there would be no regrets for Franklin this night. Pas du tout.
Johanna W. writes: “I have a series of black and white film photos I took of my cat Frankie that make me laugh, thought you might like them for your site. He is totally posing and trying to look serious and mysterious, but I doubt there is anything going on in his mind… he’s a sweetie but not the brightest penny in the fountain.”
Aaron is the Hoomin. Michael is the Cat. They have managed to achieve a sort of détente as far as their living arrangements go. But of course, this peaceful co-existance could crumble at any time. I mean, we’re talking CATS here.
It’s Toesday all over the world today! (OK, well, it might already be Wednesday like in Australia.) These Top Quality Beans are straight from Meyzieu, France. “Here is a fresh picture of our lady Kiri. (Kiri is a brand of french cream cheese for kids.) XO, Sylvio & Marjo.”
People, there’s a LOT of cuddling and snorgling in the next thirty seconds. You might want to sit down while watching this one. So you’ll be closer to the floor when you pass out. [Clunk.]
[Who’s the handsomest Cat of all? Why, I am, natch.]
[I mean, what the heck…]
[…even I know how to use a litter box. Typical dumb dog.]
“I was trying to take beautiful photos of California Kitty but in one I mistakenly got Meshach in the background.” -Brandy D.
Sounds like a late-night B movie on Cable Access Channel D, doesn’t it? “Who’s willing to risk a few scratches? This is Eddy the Destroyer (who destroys all things and has the fluffiest belly ever). Of course, I love him to pieces. He would be honoured to appear on CO. (And it is OK that he is upside down, the picture was taken that way.) We are in Germany. But Eddy is a Maine Coon, so one could say he has American ancestors! Lots of love from Marita (human servant to Master Ed.)”