Wednesday, October 31, 2012

CATS ARE WEIRD.


So is the neighbor kid.

"He got all the Three Musketeers." - RG the Chocolate deprived.
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11 comments:

Little Miss Titch said...

No no no RG you've got it all wrong cats aren't weird they have a simple veiw on life plenty of food and water,somewhere to climb,somewhere cosey to sleep,somewhere to sun them selves like infront of a fire,some treats and toys and their life is complete.How ever RG you are right about kids now they are weird!Happy halloween

November 1, 2012 at 12:28 AM
Christina said...

Cats are not weird, they just dont care what people think.

I like neighbor boy but he does look a touch weird.

November 1, 2012 at 12:46 AM
Crafty Green Poet said...

Cat's are just cats and they do cat things...

November 1, 2012 at 2:24 AM
Unknown said...

Yes, but cat things ARE weird. And fanged, heartless, cold blooded assassins of tiny mammals, insects, birds, reptiles, amphibians, and balls of yarn! I lost a beloved ball of yarn to a cat once. I would set it on my lap, and give it treats of dryer lint and pet hair. We would roll on the floor for hours and play pick up sticks with knitting needles. Then one day a cat came to call. She was a stray and I invited her in, like a vampire. She acted uninterested at first. I trusted her. One day I walked into the hall, and there was a yarn leading into the kitchen, like a trail of blood and viscera. Yarn was kinked and knotted and completely undone. I saw the knitting needles where yarn tried to defend itself. Ah, but there is no defense from the retractable claws of a determined feline. She lay there on the kitchen floor, entangled in her bloody carnage, sated, purring with a lazy swish of her tail, sunlight streaked across her tummy. I have never been able to erase that scene from my mind, memory, or heart. It haunts me, always. I know I can never love another ball of yarn again, as I loved the one murdered by that devil in gunmetal stripes. There you have the origin of my animosity toward all felines.

November 1, 2012 at 5:17 AM
Auntie Jane (It is official!) said...

KB is so cute. What a sweet photo.

November 1, 2012 at 5:56 AM
Little Miss Titch said...

Brandi now you're being silly what about your cat who you love to bits?Hmmmm the lady doth protest to much!
but don't worry we still love you for it

November 1, 2012 at 11:03 AM
RG said...

You hear all the good stuff here folks!!!!

November 1, 2012 at 11:11 AM
SixBunnies said...

Cats are a little evil... I had the pleasure of keeping for the summer, for a friend, an orange cat who waited until everyone in the house was asleep and she batted our water glasses from our nightstands into our beds with us ... this was before bottled water with lids was popular, so these were defenseless glasses filled with tap water and no lids... she did this every night to all of us. We liked water during the night and liked our doors open for air circulation ... so the cat found herself sleeping in the hall bathroom at night meowing to her heart's content and our insanity!

November 1, 2012 at 2:54 PM
Auntie Jane (It is official!) said...

6Bs, I would definitely have to contest with you concerning what exactly constitutes "a little evil."

November 2, 2012 at 4:32 AM
Unknown said...

Anonymous, cats are the standard and textbook definition of a little evil. Spider, our cat, has been attacking legs, feet, and noses all morning. HE BIT MY CHEEK! Why? Because he is a cat, and a little evil. I was holding him all cuddly and giving him ear rubs and he BIT MY SHOULDER WHILE PURRING! Crazy cat.

November 2, 2012 at 7:43 AM
Friend of the Animals said...

Cats are smart! I think we had lots of kids on Halloween this year, but not sure, we didn't open the door.

November 2, 2012 at 11:55 PM

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