Ok. Fine. You Win.
Here’s a cat picture.
This is Kat. He’s a brute. He’s also foul tempered, has an attitude to match that of any teenager, and is surprisingly photogenic (Don’t believe the cute. It’s a ploy. I just don’t know what it’s a ploy FOR.)
His nicknames are Mister Furry, Mister Pissy, and Sir.
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February 1st, 2008 at 1:13 am
I love the nearly fisheye closeup! Yeah, while he’s an attractive cat, he looks like he has more character than cuddliness.
February 1st, 2008 at 3:21 am
Yay kitty! :)
February 1st, 2008 at 8:48 am
hehehe — this is sort of the image I wake up to every morning — just substitute brown tabby for black and white ;)
February 1st, 2008 at 8:59 am
Yay, Michelle is safe from the Internet Police.
February 1st, 2008 at 10:11 am
I love how he looks so completely pissed off. Now that’s a cat!
February 1st, 2008 at 11:13 am
Hmm…snacks.
February 1st, 2008 at 3:54 pm
Well, there is a reason one of this nicknames is Mister Pissy. I think he mostly composed of attitude, appetite, and loose fur.
He’s not cuddly–unless he’s a mood to cuddle. That primarily seems to be immediately after I have stepped out of the shower. So I have to do the cat avoidance dance to keep from getting fur stuck to my wet legs.
He wouldn’t be an easy snack. He’s given large dogs a dose of Kat attitude, and has smacked around my Dad’s dachshund (as in actually knocked the dog backwards [trust me, the dog had it coming]).
Needless to say, the other cat is my grandmother’s favorite.