People of Earth! Do not be alarmed by our helmets; we need them to breathe your primitive Earth atmosphere! We have journeyed many thousands of lightyears in search of kibble for our dying pla — Did you just call me “Mr. Coffee”? Why does everyone keep calling me “Mr. Coffee”? I fly all this way, my people are starving, I’m supposed to bring back kibble, and all you people do is crack jokes! Who is this Mr. Coffee, anyway — is he like your leader or something? Does he have all the kibble?
Via Imgur. There is no intelligent life without Mr. Coffee, Julie.
Ha!!
I got nothing clever to say. But that is Big LOL.
That is NOT a happy kitty!
I’d be checking my shoes carefully until that cone comes off!
Needz a bigger cone of shame to contain all the floof (poor baby).
The sticking-out tongue totally puts it over the top!
Wow! That must have been some wild party she threw last night. She’s trying to hold back her own hair.
You can’t contain the FLOOF!
The tail(?) floof itself looks like an alien creature – probably lives symbiotically with Mr. Coffee. Or maybe that is the REAL alien ad it’s controlling Mr. Coffee’s brain – that would explain the lolling tongue.
ALERT: everybody, check your tail end tonight, make sure there’s no trace of floof – the aliens may try to control us to get full access to all the kibble on the planet. OMG, what if in humans the floof grows on the head instead… OMG… head floof… THE INVASION HAS STARTED ALREADY!!!
Maybe it’s a Borg cat wearing some kind of cyborg enhancement that locates and funnels the kibble right into the Borg Cat Cube. Resistance is a drag.
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My old lady cat was also recently in a cone of shame, not pleased with the experience, and liked to lick the cone: https://www.instagram.com/p/BAkhkd1N0uj/?taken-by=cgsweigart
Poor sweetie, I hope she’s all better now.
Aww – pretty kitty! Hope she’s feeling better. That cone looks like an improvement over the hard plastic type.
Thanks! It was a mysterious allergic reaction that caused her to lick all the fur off her front limbs, but she’s better now (and taking Claritin). That soft cone was okay for a while, until the stinker figured out how to flip it down and get at her legs again. Then she had to have a hard plastic one, which I think she purposely got wet in her water bowl then dragged through her litter box. I’m not sure who is happier to be done with the cone, her or me.
I really want to hear the story behind this.
When that cone comes off, revenge will be had! (Is that even grammatically correct? Regardless….shudder!)
Ok, this time I didn’t snort, I inhaled. Cranberry juice hurts!
Exactly what I look like before Mr. Coffee and I have our morning rendezvous.