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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
Awk, Polly wants a dead mousie, awk!
Sometimes the places the thumb-monkey’s brain goes worries me…
Sometimes?
Mmm, dead mousies…
Help, they turned off my gravity and now I’m floating away!
Did you hear the #$*&! groundhog saw its shadow?
Does this answer your question? I hiding here until spring.
*facepaw*
I kill it with my mind!
I kill it old fashioned way. Groundhog, meet…teh Claw!
Six more weeks of falling through the snow crust. *dogsigh*
You’re not serious, are you?*
There will be snow? Will we get to play? Because that would be AWESOME!*
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*Pup Freyja: https://www.facebook.com/sleddoginthecity?fref=ts and Cat Casey
appearing today courtesy of the marvelous Jodi Thibeault
Someone said that it’s snowing again…
Oh no they didn’t!
Only way to deal with snow is to hide out in the library and drink tea.
I vote for sunbeams!
I vote for thumb-monkey pillows and video games.
You go snowshoeing, I will take the dog bed to safety.
There is snow on my porch thumb-monkey. Fix it.
I think the thumb-monkeys may have cracked under the strain of winter…
Yeah, I support that hyposthesis. This one’s brain looks abraded.
Are you guys trying to make sense of thumb-monkeys again?
Is all observational science, right? I is observes!
Three chairs, three cats.
The committee for feline domination takes a meeting.
GOPHER!
Is it cold in here, or what?
The feline collective “helps” with gaming
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog June 12 2009, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
Little cat owns big rug
Assume a spherical cat…
Is not your writing chair, is mine!
Sunshine and cattow…
(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog June 5 2009, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)
I know I left that mouse around here someplace…
This isn’t going to end well.
It’s already not ending well!
I disapprove.
I want a bigger piece of this pie!
Here you go.
I can destroy you all…with my mind.
You know, I really don’t understand cats.
Dis cat bed is a little small…
Somebody’s sleeping in my bed!
Dis cat bed is just right.
Dis cat bed isn’t a cat bed at all…
Who needs a bed?
