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You’re on speakerphone, now tell me a bedtime story.
Blasé cat is unimpressed.
Cat, now available in solid or liquid!
There are two cats in this picture, really.
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog August 27 2010, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
Hey, I thought I just saw Toothless from How to Tame Your Dragon…
Mayyyyyyybe…
I am dubious about this proposition, also blurry.
Perhaps it’s Castle Gaiman, because I too am dubious and blurry.
I am soooooooo bored with this whole Friday Cat Blogging thing.
Yeah, wake me when it’s over.
Wait, I know what will liven things up!
Or, we could just form cat delta indifference formation and call it a day.
With thanks to Mat Kuchta for the tank and Neil Gaiman for the extra furballs.
Cordzez, stringzes, Iz all same, right?
Don’t I haz teh cutest little dancer feetz?
Don’t think I don’t see you there.
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog August 20 2010, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
What swelled head?
Can you helps me untie my legz?
It came from the blanket!
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog August 13 2010, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
Bookend cat sees your stupid camera and refuses to pose.
Bookend cat sees your stupid…
Silhouette cat deep and thoughty.
I iz king of teh pillow, fear me!
The melt ray is coming, save yourself! Me? Going to nap.
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog August 6 2010, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
Has anybody seen Isabelle? I thought I heard her muffled meow…
I thought I felt a lump when I flopped down here…
I will get you for that. Both of you.
Man, cats are all set for fire and vengeance… I’m all set to nap.
I’m more about writhe than wrath!
Excellent, horizontal dance party! I’m in.
Bonus shadowlight and sun cats.
Woke up next to…her! We must never speak of this again…
Shame!
Scandal!
Dishonor.
Walrus!
Whatcha all fussing about? It never happened. It was a dream.
You just keep telling yourself that, but I will never drink again!
As always, with thanks to Neil Gaiman for Coconut and Lola.
Go ‘way!
It’s cold n gray out and sleepy n gray in
I’z the real napsterzzzzzzzz
Look at mah magnificent belly
I seez yer belly n raises a lap
Bonus big white woggie (Cabal)*
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog July 30 2010, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
Blob cat blobs.
3 cats, 1 chipmunk, endless possibility
I killz it with my mindz!
Hold still down there, I needz landing pad
After 3 days in dezert dehydrated cat sayz:
Gin…I need gin…
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog July 23 2010, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
There was a crooked cat who had a crooked tail…
Practicing jackknife for Olympic dive competition
Your proposition intrigues me…
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog July 16 2010, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)