Kati's Funny CAT 'Giggles' Collection (Award Others Please)
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We were supposed to fly to Florida tonight but cancelled for obvious reasons. This means more owls and snow for you lot ;) Stay well lovely people and be kind to each other. And no yelling at your husband for letting the bad cat chase the good cat up the stairs..
Neighborhood alley cat, catches snakes, mice, and birds and bother my fish’s to, he one of the reasons my bird pictures is dots or blurry in flight. So I took a picture of him. I can get about 10 feet from him. Bad cat.
I absolutely needed to have this bag!
Heidi also thinks both the bag and the message are great -- she had to spent eight months at the local shelter before she came to me. According to her former family she was "a bad cat". I don't know these people, but I have a very strong opinion about them, and people like them in general.
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I heard some noises from this Christmas tree that sounded a lot like a cat poking things with a paw. I asked if anyone was being bad; I didn't hear back. I went over to look, and this very innocent face was looking at me.
When I went to get a camera, I heard those noises again. Upon my return, this same totally innocent face.
When I came back a minute later she had an ornament in her paw.
Nikon D850 & Voigtländer 55mm f/1.2 @ f/2.5
Bad girl Miss Teddie Smith way up in the top of the closet in their bedroom where the spare beds are kept. Bad cat!
Miss Freddie Smith high up in the very top of the closet in their bedroom. Bad cat! I love her though! Happy ScATsURDAY!
Dottie James, veterinary clinic up high and out of sight of the locals. Bad cat temperature taker, trouble maker, in general menace out wildin
Just some clownin at Everwinter
Sister and brother enjoying the open windows this winter morning in Central Florida. We are getting some really cold air after the weekend.
Blondie and Dagwood Smith ... not often sitting together, and he's just getting ready to bite her. Bad cat ... mean brother. Blondie is the most gentle creature in this house!
Happy Window Wednesdays!
08/10/23
---> SWANK EVENT October'23 <---
Outfit:Fatal Fashion HALLOWEEN - Outfit H151 (Angel of Death) Fatal Fashion Mainstore
Tattoo:[HDesign] Bad Cat (Belly Tattoo)
"Big cat, bad cat"
Out the window I stare,
i'm big cat, bad cat without a care,
I see the birds, the other cats,
oi, that ones dropping lots of scats,
i've had enough, that cat will cry,
I'm bad cat, his fur will fly,
i'm full of scratches and spite,
watch out my nashers bite,
i'm nasty the hardest cat there ever has been,
all scratches and snarls "know what I mean",
alright my lovver, i'm hard innit,
i'm big, i'm bad, gurt lush so bring it,
i'm big nasty, won't take no scat,
just fed up with splat from my neighbours cat.
The end.
Key:
Innit = "Isn't it".
Nashers = Teeth.
Lovver = Old Mate, Friend.
Gurt Lush = Brilliant, Nice.
Scat = Droppings.
Splat = Mess.
I found this awesome scruffy looking tom cat on a backyard rear wall in a rough, tough rundown area of urban Bristol, he was massive, scruffy and unkept, and didn't like the camera pointing at him, for sure, I got fairly close but he was very aggressive, like a lion, so not too close!!!!
We took a few images and beat a hasty retreat, looking backwards occasionally just checking we weren't being followed, or chased by Bad cat, know what I mean? 😹
It was a little like after watching a bad horror film that was extremely frightening, then going to bed, but opening the cupboard doors to check there was nothing inside hiding. 😈
No one knows what it's like . . to be the bad cat . . to be the sad cat, behind green eyes =^.^= #HappyCaturday
This past Friday, I drove with Tidda to the usual place for our morning walk. On the way, I noticed a shadowy figure of a cat crouched down in the street gutter. I didn’t think too much of it because residents there are always feeding the feral cats. But when I returned that way about 30 minutes later, the cat was still in the same position and this time I saw some facial injuries. Perhaps there had been a bad cat fight? I saw a shredded ear.
I cautiously walked towards the small cat, and I was shocked by the severity of the facial injuries. There was also a front leg in an awkward, non-functional position. About an arm’s length away, I saw fresh blood on the pavement. All was clear: This poor baby had been hit by a car and somehow managed to crawl to the gutter for safety.
Armed with a cardboard box and an old towel from the car, I somehow managed to gently slide the hit-and-run victim onto the cardboard without having to lift the battered body. Still, there were a few cries of agony. Just at that moment, another wintry rainsquall let loose and I was so relieved to have at least offered protection from this additional misery.
After dropping Tidda off at home, I only had one mission: Get this cat to the vet as soon as possible. That meant a 45-minute drive along the scenic coast. So I kept talking in a soothing and comforting voice, as if to a long beloved pet. I played the radio. I turned up the heater.
About halfway there, my little passenger actually seemed to perk up a bit, looking around, looking at me, and even somehow turning around inside the box. I found myself fantasizing that perhaps the injuries weren’t as bad as they looked and a recovery might be possible, and then I could adopt this cat!
However, in my gut I knew this drive would be the last interlude in this little cat’s life, a life which had likely been a hard one, and I wanted to give all the love, reassurance and kindness I could in the time remaining. I found a spot on the back of the neck that seemed uninjured and delivered some tender caresses there. I could sense the warmth beneath soft gray fur. And then this dying little cat leaned into my hand to meet my tender touch. It was a sacred moment that struck me to the core. Nothing in the universe could contain more depth or meaning than the truth happening in those few minutes.
The vet technician carried the patient in the cardboard box down the hall to be assessed emergently and soon after I was informed that euthanasia was already underway. They didn’t charge me anything and thanked me for bringing this cat to the clinic.
Since then, I've felt shaken.
I spent all weekend trying my best to create a likeness with watercolors. Even if nobody ever wanted this cat, I want to mourn the lonely little soul with appropriate feeling, because even after death it’s not too late for that kindness as well.
He's a BAD kitty. Bad!
He beats up other kitties in the neighborhood.
He eats mice, chipmunks and birds (and sometimes small dogs!), and is a repeat customer at the vet from being such a bully.
His real name is Tigger, but I call 'em George, 'cause it's much cooler. He's actually very affectionate when he's -inside- the house. ;D
“nice sunset,
if i do say so myself,” says god
“yes, it has buddha nature,” say the buddhas
from the back seat of a ’57 chevy
idling on the sand just south of gold beach
“you’re always saying that,” says god
“what?” ask the buddhas
“you know, everything has buddha nature,” says god
“well, everything does,
at least before thinking gets in the way,”
says one of the buddhas
“why are you so anxious to deny thought?”
asks god
“i mean, squeezing consciousness out of heat and carbon
is pretty good, as far as acts of creation go,” he continues
“yes, but, the minute you conceptualize something,
it ceases to be real,” answers one of the buddhas
“would ya mind handing me another budweiser?” asks god,
“i’ll check and make sure it’s real.”
one of the buddhas grabs one
from the watery ice in the cooler
and hands it up to god
who pulls the tab
and fires up another lucky strike
a ring of blue smoke curls up
and swirls out the window
everyone is silent
a christmas tree air freshener
hangs from the rear view mirror
mister tambourine man plays on the radio
over and over again
yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
with one hand waving free
silhouetted by the sea,
circled by the circus sands
with all memory and fate
driven deep beneath the waves
let me forget about today until tomorrow
“greatest rock and roll song ever,” says god
“well, maybe,” say the buddhas,
“but couldn’t we listen to a new song
every once in awhile?”
god fades away and
takes another long drag on the lucky
mysteriously, the song changes on the radio
my love is bigger than a cadillac
i try to show it and you drive me back
your love for me has got to be real
for you to know a just how i feel
a love for real, not fade away
“a little buddy holly? asks god
“sweet,” say the buddhas
“too bad cat stevens converted to islam,” says god
“yeah, we were kinda partial to
“buddha and the chocolate box,” say the buddhas
pacific ocean
just south of gold beach
fuji color slide film
zero image 69
pinhole camera
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There is no winter. There is no snow, no cold. Sled standing in the basement. I want the winter come!
Well, girls... it's almost Halloween - the world's spookiest night of the year. That said, I take my costume-planning process very seriously.
Lucky for us, there are so many amazing costumes and spooky accessories to choose from this year at the SWANK Goth October Halloween Event.
This BEAUTY STYLE Candice Lingerie is one of those sexy costumes exclusively available at this SWANK Halloween Event. This {BS} CANDICE Lingerie set includes Neck Bow, Nipple Covers, Sleeves, and panties.
It fits Legacy (+ Perky), Maitreya Lara (+ Petite), and Reborn mesh bodies
Hot off the SWANK presses and also exclusively available at this event are these sexy AVEMOI Domina Stockings, ghoulish SENTINUS BEAUTY Enid Makeup, sinful VEGA Stacy High heels, macabre Howlett Designs Spider Skull chest and Bad Cat belly tattoos - all devilishly combined to create this sexy, killer costume for your Halloween haunts.
Taxi to the Swank Goth Halloween October Event:
The rickety cardboard house is just about holding together despite some bad cat behaviour. The house next door needs some attention after Kaiser sat on it.
Kiwi and our Miles Kimball dress up goose in the pantry where we have the windows covered by hologram window cling for privacy.
BaD 5/4
Kit Kat Loves cats and thinks they rule for sure!!! She's not only got her Cheshire cat hat on she's got her Mab kitty necklace too :D
Remembering her time at Disneyland and venturing into Pixie Hallow :D