She's a pretty kitty.
As a bonus her fur is thick and soft like rabbit fur. She would make a fine pair of slippers, but for that there would have to be two of her.I'd even dare to say "sexy" ! xD She's like Veronica from Fallout: New Vegas describes a dress : "(...) Elegant and sexy but also says - don't **** with me"
Social distancing cat-style: Nutmeg in the window not looking at Shadow who is in the street not looking at Nutmeg:
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Our ones are bad at the whole social distancing thing.
They're more cling to nearest human in lockdown.
If wife's not home she moves a meter and sits on me.
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Barely moved in days. She assumed that position the day we brought her home from the animal shelter.
Hell she sat on lap at the animal shelter.
Oh Zardi !! You Lord and Master always sleeps :/ Why haven't You gave him enough entertainment ! xD
Oh Zardi !! You Lord and Master always sleeps :/ Why haven't You gave him enough entertainment ! xD
This photo is demanding a caption or two. May I?The males a bit more playful.
Wife spent $50 on a box for him. Came with free rubbish bin.
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America Needs to Get Back To Work
Think the choice of how long to stay home is yours?
It’s not.
A dog and cat debate reopening America.
ENOUGH IS enough. American business has taken a historic plunge over the past month. It’s time to consider a practical plan for protecting public health—while also allowing for a return to work and, hopefully, a revival of the economy. Oh, who am I kidding?
On behalf of cats everywhere, I’ll just say it: We want everyone out of the house.
It was cute for a while, but the party is over. We’re sick of this quarantine, shelter-in-place directive.
Sheltering in place? That’s a cat’s job. Cats invented sheltering in place—sleeping in the windowsill, the corner of the couch, the sock drawer in the closet and, if it gets a little too noisy, under the bed, eyes open, annoyed. Cats know what it takes to stay home all the time. We’re just tired of sharing our home with everybody else.
Have we liked getting snacks at unexpected hours? Sure. Is it nice to roll around on that warm laptop keyboard during Zoom calls? Sure is. Warm keyboards are heaven.
But it’s gotten to be too much. The other day I walked into the kitchen and saw someone standing in my 9 a.m. sun spot. So rude. That sun spot is only there for 15 minutes a day!
We (sort of) love you, and appreciate the occasional pats on the head, but cats are not the most social creatures. Sure, there are some exceptions. You might have one of those cats who actually enjoys human company. Congratulations.
But the vast majority of us— BIRD OUTSIDE THE WIN-DOW! MUST! GET! BIRD!
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Sorry. Where was I? Right. The vast majority of cats are ready for you to get back to work. Or just leave the house for longer than 15 minutes.
Please consider it. Not for America. For cats.
BY A CAT
Why Not Work From Home Forever?
AS AMERICA debates a return to work, it’s important not to rush. We need to balance the economy against the extremely valid concerns about public health and protecting lives.
And walks. We need to think about all of the walks. And ball. We need to also chase the ball. Lots and lots.
Look: I’m a dog. I’m not some public intellectual. I’m a good, good dog, most of the time, but I just ate half of a baseball glove in the garage. I also knocked over a potted plant in the living room. I’m sorry. I’m a dog. What do you want?
The important thing is: Dogs want you to stay. These past four weeks, they have been some of the greatest weeks of our lives. You’re there in the morning. You’re there in the evening. You’re there at lunch. It’s the best.
And the walks…we’ve never been so fit in our lives! There’s the 8:30 a.m. walk, the 11:15 a.m. walk, the 1 p.m. walk, the 3 p.m. walk, the 7 p.m. walk, and, if we’re lucky, a 9:30 p.m. walk.
Sometimes you throw the ball. And then I get the ball and bring it back to you. And then you throw the ball again, and I bring it back again. And again. And again. And again. Bliss.
I’m sure the cats are telling you they’ve had it. Never trust a cat. They’re rude animals. They don’t appreciate you. But dogs understand what you bring to the table. We love having you at home. Stay. Stay forever. We promise to be a good dog. Or at least a pretty good dog.
BY A DOG
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