… and now Captain Feisty tries to pin The Spotted Dynamo… perfectly-executed leg hold there, but the Dynamo refuses to budge… and now he’s going for the face hold! Definitely saw some biting there, I think the referee missed… WHOA! Decisive smackdown by the Spotted Dynamo! And this — match — is — over, ladies and gentlemen!
“Thank you, Mimsy. Right now I’m flying over Rancho Cucahuenga, and we’re looking at a four-kitten pile-up just before the Slauson cutoff.”
From 1914: “Kittens in costume at picnic lunch.” Photo by Harry W. Frees. (Shorpy McShorpersons.)
For agonizing, eternal minutes, she and the interloper merely stared at one another, each afraid to move or speak. At last, the visitor found his courage, stepped forward, and offered the traditional greeting of his people:
“This is Popcorn the Cat facing off one of the many Cincinnati city deer that wondered into my neighbor’s yard. I like to think she was protecting our garden,” says Tawny W.
Start of call: The representative seems courteous and helpful, and merely has a few questions to assist with the cancellation process. Although the questions appear unduly personal, you may ease any stress of the experience by looking at this picture of a smiling
tiger cub clouded leopard.
Minute six: Although theoretically willing to assist with the cancellation, the representative is concerned that your desire to abandon such a caring, loving service may be due to latent feelings of resentment of one or both parents, and suggests weekly therapy along with a complimentary 20 Mbps upgrade. During this phase, you may need to gaze at this bunny for strength.
Minute eighteen: Now sobbing into his mouthpiece, the representative demands to know, to learn, to feel the reasons why you have chosen to break the heart of this fine service that exists only to serve you. Was it that one time the Game of Thrones season finale got all blocky? That wasn’t our fault, dammit! During this phase, hide all sharp objects and secure any firearms you may own. This kitten represents your last best chance to retain your sanity. Good luck.
The inspiration for this post, if you need it.
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being eaten. Ideal short-term housing for transient with no family or connections in area. Inquire in person.
- cats are OK — purrr
- dogs are OK — wooof
- birds are OK — chomp
“Aw, youse ladies should not have to see this. Breaks me tender heart, it does. Poor Gertrude, cut down in the prime of her years, and for what? Shake ‘n Bake! Ain’t no justice in this world, is there, Charlie?”
“That’s right! They won’t even share — er, I mean they don’t even care!”
I’ve had this feeling for days now: haunting me, gnawing at me, the shadowy dread that tells me I’m not alone. Also, rocks don’t usually have blinking red lights on them, so there’s that little detail…
A Pallas’s cat gets curious about a video camera been placed in the enclosure. Via Laughing Squid.
We were all so grateful when our Miss Whiskers came back home, and yet she seems… different. She doesn’t hog the sofa anymore, she cleans up her own hairballs, she’s not aloof like she used to be — she actually seems… interested in us.
According to Metro UK, this Cardiff cat seems to be mocking its own “missing” poster — or is it (raises eyebrow) an entirely different cat?!
The winner of this year’s 10K Tinman Endurance BMX Race was greeted by a cheering crowd, fireworks, confetti cannons, a marching band, a congratulatory kiss from 2014 Miss Slippery Slope Saddle Soap, and of course the $5,000 prize.
The next morning, the last-place finisher arrived to a somewhat more subdued reaction…