Xeni Jardin at 10:36 pm Fri, Jan 13, 2012
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Look at that!
(via @joejanecek+@popurls, video by Katie Westlake)
The Binding of Isaac, nice game.
After losing our dear kitty of 22 years (she made it through several Presidential administrations!) our empty household remained emprty for only two days before we adopted three new kittens (two brothers and their feisty sister) – already they’re been prone to acrobatic stunts that defy description – in fact, I have one in my left arm as I type this. Entertaining kitty viddie, thanks!
I can’t believe where he sat. Glad he isn’t fat that cat hat.
This cat would make you flat
When you pat the hat cat, the hat cat lies flat.
Cutest mullet ever.
When I was a kid we had a cat (named Dave), who was happy to sit on top of my head whenever I put him up there. He was colored kind of like a Davey Crockett hat. So my dad always called him “Coon-skin cap cat”. :)
this pleases me
Ahh, the time-honored tradition of Caturday. Didn’t realize how much I’ve missed it!
Thank you for that Xeni. cheered me up… You never fail to rock, as usual!
most of the cats I have owned (however much one can own a cat) have sat smotheringly close to my face any chance they get but my recent one will do the move sig-oths do where they push you out of bed entirely – but he only does it with his butt vs your head so your neck snaps.
during that maneuver we call him cat hat as well
My cat used to do something similar http://i635.photobucket.com/albums/uu71/mmstick/1ab070cf.jpg
Nobody believed her… http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ExZ0i04pSeY
Must not show to own cat, might get ideas.
That hat cat’s ear fur is nearly ready for harvest! Happy Caturday!
That was my first thought! My second thought was: You could wax that ear-hair into one fine earstache!
So great! I especially like the spray bottle on the counter.
Some of us need specially trained companion toupee cats, (which, of course, receive special dispensation to wear into Olive Garden™ salad queues z.B.)
Of course, what you can’t see here are the tendrils that emanate from the underside of that cat and which have embedded and snaked their way into the host human’s nervous system and brain, making him little more than a meat puppet/mode of trasport for his kitty parasite/overlord.
And the foolish woman laughs, uncomprehendingly, while another monster preens itself and grows, preparing to take her as its victim when she next closes her eyes and sleeps.
RUN YOU FOOLS! RUN!
AND DO NOT FALL ASLEEP!
Cat: Dude, your code’s not functional OR elegant.
Code Monkey: Maybe hat cat wanna write goddam login page herself?
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