It is the east and Juliet, the sun…and she’s way too bright.
I am round like the sun, but not as bright…
I’m a dog.
What the hell…
That was my dog.
I like dogs…they are almost as delicious as my feet.
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It is the east and Juliet, the sun…and she’s way too bright.
I am round like the sun, but not as bright…
I’m a dog.
What the hell…
That was my dog.
I like dogs…they are almost as delicious as my feet.
Call me TOOTHLESS!
Where’s the mute button…
I think I found the mute…
I don’t even…
Soggy doggy has no mute button. Soggy doggy needs no mute button.
Hey, Thumb-Monkey, why you mucking around with cat blogging and not petting me?
Last night the world lost a big glorious goofball of a cat. My dear friend Scott Lynch’s cat Muse died suddenly and unexpectedly at home. As those of you who follow me on social media or read Friday Cat Blogging know, we had the pleasure to play surrogate monkey for Muse, aka Giant War Cat to my readers, for nearly two months this summer. We will miss him enormously and we’re heartbroken for Scott and his other person, Elizabeth Bear. I haven’t the heart to write any more, so I will say goodbye to him in pictures.
This was the first time I met him.
He had a ten minute staring contest with the concrete cat.
I’m going to miss him.
With Scott in our living room.
I uses standing desk for works too!
You know you’re a cat right? We don’t work.
But wooly bears do! Right?
Random wooly bear is confuzling. Also, possible sign of fall. Not good.
Quick, must get in extra sleeps on porch.
The McCullough cat are super weird.
But my nose is delicious, that’s something, right?
Not sure I should have drunk all that…
Why have you not burst?
Maybe he did…maybe that is Ghost of Giant War Cat!
Y’all run with that. I’ll be over here tasting my paw because it’s awesome!
If I had thumb I could open this thing up and write better captions…
Non sequitur cat says they went that way!
Friday Cat Blogging Bids farewell to Giant War Cat, Musimus Maximus Butthead Rex who has returned to his own thumb monkey the ever charming Scott Lynch.
I put something on the shopping list…
I promise to only use it for good!*
Potential load of good is not amused.
You could trust me with it…
You? Ha-ha-hoo-hee-hee-hee, right.
I too am skeptical.
Great, now I have to sleep with one eye open until the end of time.
Not gonna sweat it. “I will only use it for good” generates an auto veto from Laura.
Art courtesy of Matt Kuchta. Guest kitties courtesy of Neil Gaiman and Scott Lynch.
I lurk here and catch you!
Me too!
Well, I am a butterfly, wild and free!
You have learned well, my padawan!
I don’t think so.
Neither do I.
I can fluffball too.
Fluffball? Give me the BRUSH!
And, when you’re done…
Y’all be entertaining, Ima hang out over here in the sun.
Five cats, three chairs, one porch, zero fighting. WIKTORY!
You smell like five cats…gross!
But one of us is SUUUUUUUPER SEXY!
Get off my damn lawn…porch…whatever.
Did someone say get off on the lawn?
I can’t believe he went there…said the Pillars of the Catgonath
I believe it. He has a low and vulgar sense of humor.
Was that a tiny black harp seal?
No. It was a walrus in feline form. Let me explain it in interpretive dance…
What the hell is wrong with you!
Guest appearance thanks to Scott Lynch, Neil Gaiman, and the concrete cat my mother got me.
Still life with catnip and catnap
Duuuuuude, the nip… I can’t feel my thumbs. Wut? I don’t have thumbs? Duuuuude!
Duuuuuuude!
If iHad thumbs iWould iPad
I ated my thumbs
Thumbs! Why did it have to be thumbs? I mean toes, I could do, or even borrow…
Where is your dignity. You’re cats! Dignity, grace, muppets!
Tents! Can’t forget the tents.
I don’t get cats. Not even a little bit
With thanks for various guest appearance, Mike, Sandy, Jodi, Scott Lynch, and for art Matt Kuchta.