Creepy flamingo haunts your dreams.
What the @$#%! That was definitely not a cat.
Chill. There’s sun and napping is great.
Also, not a cat!
Hold me.
I wouldn’t go there. Holding not that helpful, actually.
Wait, you woke me up for that? Bah.
Author
Mathter, I have the brains ready!
Uh, you do know that you’re a cat right? We have no masters.
Food is my only master.
I am the nap master!
Have you ever looked at the rug? I mean, really looked at the rug?
When you look t0o deep into the rug it looks back into you, and then… *drools*
Sebastian-Floptongue courtesy of Daisy and Andy
Worship me thumb-monkeys. Worship me!
What the hell? The thumb-monkeys worship ME. End of story.
Get over yourself. What they really ought to worship is moi.
Ha! The thumb-monkeys is mine. All mine!
Mad kitty cackles! Mine, mine!
I see your cackle and raise!
No, worship teh fluffy!
I iz fluff—is that a string?!?
We are not amused with your silly talk of worshiping other cats.
Nobody ever worships me. Sigh.
Today’s extra cats and arms brought to you by the letters C and W, and by the number 10. Also by Sean, Kat, Matt, Mandy, Neil, and Michael.
It’s not late, it’s a SPECIAL EDITION!
Dude, shut up, I’m sunning myself here. About damn time you got rid of the snow.
Ayep, sunning myself because: PORCH
This had been here the whole time, hasn’t it? You’ve been hiding summer from me!
Why are you all out in the big blue room?
Yeah, what’s up with that?
Do you know what I want?
That!*
That’d be awesome!
Yeah, well I want to be an editor. This red pen is delicious!
I want you all to go away and let me sleep in the sun.
Seconded!
Thirded! For once the cats have a good idea.
*Matt Kuchta has been channeling the cats again…
The committee for feline domination takes a meeting
I will killz teh chipmunk with mah mind
I needs mah beauty sleep
Well, I needs mah cutie sleep, so there
Waz otter in previous life, sometimes has flashbacks
What? Dis da gluten free shelf, right? I’z 100 percent gluten free
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog June 26 2009, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
Blob cat is blobing
It is the east and Juliet the sun.
Gaming cats atop their custom chair rig
Helpy cat helpying to make the bed
Lazer cat is in ur closet fryin ur shirtz
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog June 19 2009, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
Why do we want to climb the thumb-monkey? Because the thumb-monkey is there!
You realize that makes no sense, right?
Tell it to the Meglet, she’s the one who thought it was clever.
I stole it from Mallory, sue me…hang on, is that my tail? Gotta go, bye.
Y’all are arguing about quotes when there’s sun to be had? Screw that.
Have you ever really tasted your thumb?
No, but I’ve tasted the iPad and it is DELICIOUS. It tastes of virtual fish.
Seriously? Virtual fish? Mallory? Because it’s there? Y’all are an embarrassment.
Guest cats courtesy of Kim and Jonny,
Well, and as always, Coconut courtesy of Neil Gaiman