Are they boy or girl?
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I Bought Me A Cat
by snowbird 31 Replies latest social entertainment
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Elsewhere
Remember Henrietta Pussycat from Mr. Roger's Neighborhood?
Meow meow meow Meow Meow meow....
(Is it just me or does it seem like everyone on that show was stoned?)
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Barbie Doll
Snicker is a Boy
Carmel is a Girl
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SacrificialLoon
Horray for the new kitty. Watch out though they can be sneaky,
One day I caught mah cat trying to steal mah car!
Bad Pickles!
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Barbie Doll
I had 2 toy fish in my Flower pot they disappear, a week later, they where back in my flower pot.
Carmel did it.
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middleman
I guess I'll show my kids.
Bujii (boy)
Mijii (girl...as a kitten)
Posing for the camera, like rockstars...
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middleman
Best seat in the house, Bujii goes up here to take a break from Mijii lol.
RIP Zijii ( 5-9-07) , we had to put her down a couple of years ago. She was the same breed as Mijii (Jungle Bob).
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Elsewhere
I've got two cat and I have to work really hard to resist the temptation to take home every stray cat I see.
Then there are the days when I go to PetSmart and they happen to be having an "Adopt a Pet" day with lots of cute cats needing a home. While I'm scratching the cat's ear I have to keep repeating: No Elsewhere! You don't have room for another cat!
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Robdar
((((Dinah)))) I am so sorry for the loss of your cat.
Today marks one year since my cat, Elvis, passed. I dreamed about him this morning. It was good to hold him again even though it was only in my dream.
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Heaven
Awww… that's wonderful! I had a cat but had to put her down as she had cancer. She was a sweetie pie! She loved to snuggle too! In the morning she’d jump up on the bed and meow. If I didn’t respond, she’d walk on me up to my face and sniff. Then she’d tap my cheek with her paw. If I didn’t respond she’d tap again. If no response there would be a third tap with just the slightest application of claw. OK! OK! I’m up! Sheesh.
Here’s something a colleague sent me on cats I think is hilarious. Enjoy!
EXCERPTS FROM A CAT'S DIARY:
DAY 183
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture.
Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant.
DAY 184
Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favourite chair ... must
try this on their bed.
DAY 185
Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was.... Hmmm. Not working according to plan.
DAY 186
I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a liquid. My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.
DAY 187
There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odour of the glass tubes they call "beer". More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.
DAY 188
I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird on the other hand has got to be an informant, and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time...
