Kittens

It’s All About Mimi

Not That Mike The Other Mike2 Comments

Time for a visit with the dachshund family, but this time to focus on Mimi the Bengal cat. Whether she’s curled up alone or on top of her sisters, Mimi rules her space.

A striped cat lies with two dachshund dogs on a sofa.
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Dead Tired

Not That Mike The Other Mike6 Comments

You know, being a homicidal maniac can be a demanding hobby. You’re running around in the woods, chasing camp counselors in the middle of the night — and those kids can really book, too. So it’s good to come home, put your feet up, and cuddle with the one friend who really understands me.

On a porch chair, a black cat curls up on the lap of a mannequin dressed as horror film character Michael Myers holding a knife.
For starters, we both enjoy slashing things. (Reddit)
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Links: Tongue-out Tuesday

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Black cat with its tongue hanging out

BLEYAH!

Cat Who Wasn’t Expected To Live Long Finds A Loving Home

Bored Panda, via Andrew Y.

Then one day the door opened.

Tiny Kitten Left Outside Kept Pawing at a Glass Door

Love Meow, via Andrew Y.

It’s Pizza Rat!

Your friendly NYC local making a return this year

Instagram, via Dana D.

And finally: Pumpkin Spice Cuteness

Andrew Y. lets the gourd times roll.

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The Curse of the Cairo Cat!

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Introduced once again by Flurnston Boils, who needs extra cash for Halloween candy this year

For tonight’s tale of the supernatural, we have something with a happy ending — at least from my point of view — in a story I call Ears Looking at You, Kid.

“I would suggest you handle that statue more carefully” said the voice in the doorway. Algernon turned to see Catheter, the butler, glaring at him disapprovingly. “It does not take kindly to being mistreated.”

It was a cat, smoothly carved from the purest onyx, trimmed in diamonds, with fierce ruby eyes that glared at Algernon as he returned it to the mantel. But its most striking feature was its ears, formed from solid, glittering gold.

“Picked it up in Egypt, did he?” asked Algernon, referring to their absent host. “By the way, where is old Bingy anyway? Too stuffy to attend his own house party?”

“Master Binghampton is… not quite himself today, I’m afraid,” said the butler, and was gone.

Algernon took a last look at the statue. Its beauty seemed to fix him in place, but it was the ears, the way they reflected the light of the evening sun, that fascinated him the most. He rubbed them one last time — for luck, he told himself — and returned to his room. But the next morning…

a cat looks at itself in a mirror and touches its ear with its paw.

Flurnston photo: Marcello il mostro, by akk_rus, licensed under CC BY 2.0

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