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I’z teh picture of decorum and tranquility and not teh lest bit tippziez
Grarr!
I’z an art catz!
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog October 29 2010, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
What do you mean, you’re going away for the weekend?
What do you mean, you’re going away for the weekend?
What do you mean…ooh sun!
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog October 25 2010, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
Sometimes you climb the bear.
Somtimes bear climbs you.
I do not believe in the bear. I will not believe in the bear. The bear does not see me.
The bear passes me without notice. I will not believe in the bear…
I AM the bear.
Screw bears. The laptop is MY nemesis.
I’d eat you if it didn’t mean moving.
Could you untie my feetz?
Zombie otter sez “brainz!”
As soon as lazer eyez finish chargz yer toast!
Guest cat Coconut iz ready fer clozeups.*
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog October 15 2010, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
2015 update: I wrote this day after I finished Broken Blade and it’s hardly worth porting over, but there it is.
Lazy Friday Afternoon Nap Cat
Lazy Friday Afternoon Nap Cat
Lazy Friday Afternoon Nap Cat
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog October 8 2010, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
Black cat expands to fill the negative space.
Why would I want a cat door when there’s a perfectly good people door for you to open for me?
The body is ready myaster!
Turn the damn heat on!
So many cats so little lap.
I’z just need make it a little softer…
I be fine. Cat bed wouldn’t dare fall wif me in it.
Tissue dispenser cat helps you wif yer noeses.
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog September 24 2010, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
Sometimes when you look into the bear, the bear looks back into you.
Nope. Nope. Not a bear. I refuse to believe in it, therefor it doesn’t exist.
Yeah, that’s not working for me.
I hate you, soooo much, camera dude.
Those poor McCullough cats…
I would love to see a bear. I hear they are delicious!
Stoic cat contemplates stoicly.
I will kill you if you try to move me out of the sun.
See I told you I’d fit…now help me get outta here.
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog September 17 2010, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)