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Cats
Hope In The Spring
- W.A. Mozart
This is Wolfie, he died two years ago from kidney failure.
He was 17 years old.
Wolfie isn’t like my other cats because:
He loved eating potato chips
he would fight me for my cheeseburgers
and he considered stealing food from my plate a contact sport .
For fun he enjoyed getting into my book bag, probably just so he could hear the crash when he would knock it off the chair.
He also found ways to steal my pillow when I was sleeping- I guess I should be grateful he only wanted to sleep on it.
The thing of it is, after he died I realized I wasn’t use to pillows anymore and I was waking up in the middle of the night and tossing it on the floor.
Wolfie had some weird habits, but I wasn’t the perfect pet owner so it balanced itself out.
This is Carl Kolchak
- Carl Kolchak
Last year I rescued him from a bad end- he was caught in a trap and on his way to the Humane Soceity when I took him home.
Carl isn’t like my other cats because:
He eats potato chips, hogs my pillow and if I blink he will steal the food off of my plate.
And when I walk in the door and sit my book bag down he purrs so hard his body shakes and then he jumps up grabs it and pulls it down.
When it hits the floor he doesn’t even flinch.
It’s funny, the way life finds ways to go on.
Meet Darwin
Mr Darwin by A.M Moscoso
This is my husband’s cat Darwin.
Darwin thinks he’s a dog.
Not any dog…
Darwin thinks he’s
A BIG dog.
I like this picture of Darwin because in it I think you can see
Darwin
as he sees himself.
WHAT PETS WRITE IN THEIR DIARIES
Same Planet, Different Worlds…
Excerpts from a Dog’s Diary
8:00 am – Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am – A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am – A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am – Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm – Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm – Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm – Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm – Milk Bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm – Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm – Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm – Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
Excerpts from a Cat’s Daily Diary
Day 983 of my captivity:
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They
dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or
some sort of dry nuggets.
Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless
must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to
disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I
had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly
demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending
comments about what a ‘good little hunter’ I am. Bastards.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed
in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear
the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to
the power of ‘allergies.’ I must learn what this means and how to use it to
my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my
tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this
again tomorrow — but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The
dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released – and seems to be
more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the
guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors
have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe.
For now …
:::where I got this from-my husband-who probably thinks my cat wrote it::::
Meet Cooper
- COOPER!
Today in the Seattle P.I. I read a story about the one of the most interesting cats – so what made Cooper- you may be thinking- so interesting to a woman who has cats-one of whom got into a fight witha Pitbull and won?
Cooper is a photographer – the humans that keep his food bowl restocked are filmakers Michael and Deidre Cross. And given that Cooper has taken some very interesting pictures I’m willing to guess that Michael and Diedre have learned a lot from him:::
- Cooper Cam
- Cooper Cam
One of the comments I’ve run across asks if Coopers pictures are art- he doesn’t control the camera after all.
Look, this is what Cooper sees and not only is there art in that, there is poetry and there are stories too.
So you go Cooper, if anything it will drive home the point that the world is more interesting when we’re able to see it through something other then then our own mind’s eye.
::: More On Cooper’s Pictures At:::
Cooper Will Be Featured On Animal Planet Cats 101 Episode 1
Meet Joe What’s His Name
Joe The Plumber?
Joe Six Pack?
Being a Joe is now cool.
Well.
I declare today until election day
” Name Yourself Joe Day.”
Okay.
I’ll start it off with my new name.
I am going to call myself…
JOE MAMA
Wow, that was fun.
I’ll be darned if Caribou Barbie and Johnny McInsane aren’t
doing something productive for our Country after all!
moar funny pictures
The Power of Song
Ah magical Chariots of Fire theme, such is your
power you can lend dignity to anything. Even
cats falling on their arses on a
highly-polished floor.
Even that.
Now That’s What I Call Scary
Gee Ya Think So?
more cat pictures
Irregular Bones 