Eat your heart out, Siegfried and Roy

Ahhhhhh yeah. This is an oldie but a goodie, People. It’s all explained in the video, just press play.

Thank you to the 3.2 Beeeellion people who sent this in. Most recently Rita S-V.

Winston’s annual (annoying!) summer haircut

It’s that time of year again, when Winston the smooshed-faced kitteh gets SHORN and is extremely annoyed by it. (Apparently, proximity to the knife on the counter is all part of Winston’s REVENGE)

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Check out the noodley “NYERHE!” maneuver:

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And now… the entire ordeal… IN ACTION!

Rich and Winston, you can do no wrong, even with this, this, this… haircut

Kitteh Dust Bunny

Um, please put me back under the bed where I belongk.

Plink! plink! [Dust bunny eye blink]


Roosevelt, originally uploaded by Sweet Pea Cattery.

Ah, Ah, Ah, CHOO!, Lori W.

Cub benefits from Zoo director’s hospitality

According to BBC, Behbeh cubbersons "Zara" was born to a young and inexperienced Ma who wasn’t sure how to take care of her. At under three pounds, this cub woulda died if it weren’t a certain Linton Zoo Director. Eventually, this cub will be set loose in Uganda, but in the meantime, "Arnie" the cat is getting his snorgle on.

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Mer…ALGH, Stephanie N.!

My name is Betty and I…

[Pause]

My name is—well, I’m Betty.

and… I—I have a bit of a problem that landed me in the "time out" corner.

You see, I strongly believe that bed linen wrinkles are OUT TO GET US ALL and must be attacked. I didn’t MEAN to tear your duvet to shreds, but it’s for your own safety. [Closes eyes and sighs loudly]

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Vicky, stay safe! [head tilt]

That’s “leche,” Señor Einstein

"So I’m making my usual rounds of the Dumpsters out back of Denny’s, when I see this sign that says ‘tryouts for Lucha Libre’."  And right away I’m thinking, "Free milk?! Well, sign me up!

"Turns out my high-school Spanish was a little rusty, because now I’m bouncing all over frickin’ Mexico in a tour bus with no A/C, my stupid mask itches and these tights keep riding up, and five nights a week, some sweaty gorilla who calls himself El Máximo gets to twist me into balloon animals.

"But the chicks dig the cape.  So there’s that."

¡Dios meow!

¡Ay, caramba, Lauren M!

Stubbular, Unfocused McSquirmersons

Will you please get a load of these guys as they;

- Discover their own legs!

- Can’t walk!

- CANNOT FOCUS TO SAFE THEIR LIFES!

The best part is Mom kitteh checking in and starting to lift one of the kittens up by its leg. Someone call Kitteh Protective Services.

I love the larval stage, Allison T.!

How to Solve a Catsaw Puzzle

Forget Scrabulous. Forget Scramble. It’s all about Catsaw puzzles.

Start with one of the pieces near the edge, and work your way into the center.

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Eventually, all of the pieces should fit together snugly, like this:

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Thanks to Emily C. (top photo) and Shannon C. (bottom photo)

How I Met Your Father

"Lordy me, that picture takes me back.  It was at the Rotary Club picnic, and there was this boy — and I swear he must have followed us the whole afternoon, working up his nerve.  Finally he comes up to me — and of course he was much thinner then, dont’cha know, and he still had all his fur — and he just stands there, staring.

"Well, after a few minutes of this, I give up and turn to get some more tuna casserole, and he just up and bites me on the tail!  Right in front of everybody!  And well, of course I’m just madder than I-don’t-know-what-all, and I’m about to haul off and slug him, when I get a look into his eyes.  And it was like they were pleading with me: Don’t go.

CHOMP!

"And I figured, if a feller wants a girl bad enough to bite her on the tail, he must want her awful bad.  That was forty-seven years ago, and we been together ever since.  Missed the fireworks and everything.

"Well, not entirely."

AWWWW!

Thanks for the memories, Dia H.

Is it hot in here, or is it just you?

"Hey, baby — how YOU doin’? I haven’t seen you around here before; you new in town?  You must be from Tennessee, because honey, you’re the only ten I see!  I never knew angels flew this low, baby — what time do you have to be back in Heaven?  Why don’t you ditch that hand and come back to my place for, ah … dinner."

That'd be dinner for one -- right, Casanova?

Don’t let her do it, Sig!

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