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From Hell’s heart I stab at thee!*
Dude, little overdramatic that.
Drama tastes delicious!
Okay, maybe “stab at thee ” was a bit over the top for the catsitters.
Is that food you have? I like food.
Who cares about food, all is woe and weeping.
Speaking of overdramatic…
Trust the dog to bring disrepute on the castle. Sigh.
Y’all disrepute all you want to, I’ll be over here napping.
Ditto.
*With thanks to Matt Kuchta, Mandy Little, and Neil Gaiman for lending me their pets.
Hello, thumb-monkey, why are you not under my butt?
This is an important question.
If a thumb-monkey isn’t being sat upon does it really exist?
Mind officially blown.
Yeah, not a big surprise there, brain cat.
Wait, the thumb-monkey was gone? No wonder I’z cold.
What the hell was that noise?
I howl for shame in the cone!*
Dude, chill, it’s not like dogs have any dignity to start with.
Cats. Cats have dignity. We are deep and arty.
And mighty tasty too!
You are ruining the dream, man. Totally ruining the dream.
*Not actually a howl, a yawn.
Lola isn’t happy about the cone, but she’ll be fine in a few days.
A special behind the scenes look at the art of Friday Cat Blogging.
Shown here, our professional photographer and our cat fluffer.*
Hey, I never got a fluffer!
I don’t want a fluffer.
I want those treats, but they’re too far away
I want faarrr. That’s fire in Southern.
*With apologies to my brother-in-law Sean Murphy, and Bill Henry
The hands are coming to get meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
It’s so sad when a cat cracks like that…
Makes me want to cry.
Really, DIGNITY is everything for a cat.
I thought naps were everything for a cat.
I not blurry, I stun camera lens with cutitude.
I iz not blurry either. I iz abstract art.
I iz even abstracter art!
Oh yeah? Well I iz abstracterer art! An not blurry at all!
Abstracterer iz not a word!
I iz a performance piece on existential angst of Rocky and Bullwinkle.
I haz a sunbeam and you don’t!
I haz a sunbeam too, even if it is kind of sad and wan.
I haz no sunbeam, and I am sad.
I haz no sunbeam, and I going all Godzilla about it. Rarr!
I hate you all, each and every one.
Spring sun meanzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Dude, trying to spring sun here.
Monkeys and cameras violating the sacred bond between cat and sun.
Again!
I zzzzz therefor I izzzzzzzzzz
I hereby claim this head in the name of the ME!
Thaaash a great idea! Pour me another to celebrate!
What on Earth would anyone want that head for? It’s lacking in fur…
But, world conquest…isn’t that what every kitty dreams of?
Mostly, I dream of a better smelling pillow…
Speaking of smells, you should come smell this!
Evil egg, I escape thee!
It’s hatching…OMG, it’s hatching!
Sorry, can’t hear you over the om-nom-noms.
Now, that’s disturbing.
Nope, that’s catfood Nirvana.
Om—mani—foodme—om…
Okay, maybe cats do come up with good ideas once in a while…
