Category: Friday Cat Blogging

Do you bite your toes at me, sir?

I do madam, I do bite my toes at you.

Cats are sooooooo strange!

We are not amused by the biting of toes.

Wait, how did we get started on toes?

Like this, TOES!

Toes? WTF?

Bonus feline compass rose.

Gobble-gobble-gobble…

Turkeys? On cat day? Okay, that’s it thumb monkey no more computer for you.

But master must have his laptop, precious.

Shadow cat has cat shadow.

Okay, if we’re scrapping the theme maybe Ima just take a nap here…zzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Napping’s a good theme…Ima nap for thiiiiiis long!

Yeah, let’s go with napping.

I think I’m finally going to get ahead in the game!

You know that’s not funny, right?

2.4 from the Russian judge.

I actually thought it was pretty funny…

Yeah, but you’re a dog.

Dog humor. Like jumbo shrimp.

Eeek, a dog!

We haz demands!

Demands.

Iz you giving us our stuffs?

If not.

We will hold nap strategicary nap strikes!

With thanks to Matt Kuchta for translating the cats’ whims graphically.

Comin’ through, cat on mission, excuse me, comin’ through…

Who the hells was that!

I have no idea. Also, excuse me, mister, spare a tuna?

Hang on, I think we’re losing focus. Who was that strange cat?

Yeah, I want to know. The question is very nearly keeping me awake here.

Well, it wasn’t me.

It was me, I admit it. You caught me, copper, and then you shot me. Now, I die. Woe.

Very interesting… Also, strange.

With thanks to Scott Lynch for supplying the mystery cat and couch.

I love my toes! They are delicious!

I remember when I could see my toes.

I’m pretty sure I just saw some toes go by the window…

I am dubious about the whole toes thing.

I am dubious about the photographer, myself.

I haz no peps, I do not get out of bed,

I sleeps where the fuds iz because I has no moves left…

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Thud now, yes?

I has a case of the gravity.

The gravity, alas, it haz me too.

Screw ennui, I’m kill this bag!

Red Bug!*

Kill the red bug!

They have a red bug and I don’t…:-(

You’re not really that pathetic, are you?

Of course she is. Red bug! I have you not, red bug. Oh, ennui, take me now.

What the hell are you all on about this time?

I’m a frog!

Mmm, frogs. I like frogs. They go crunch.

Get off my damn lawn! All of you!

*Special appearances today include the fabulous new cats of our friends Kim & Jonny,

the hustler cat from our Jamaican resort, and a tree frog from Castle Gaiman.

In a previous life I was a marmoset.

I was a kangaroo.

Walrus!

Cirque Du Soleil Contortionist.

Rumpot.

My cat has no nose!

How does she smell?

Terrible!

That’s supposed to be funny, right?

Yeah, pretty sure that was the plan, but even the woodchuck isn’t laughing.

See.