I’m working on my big research presentation, so you get a bunch of kitten photos. Such a horrible burden, I know.
Blag Hag
Atheism, feminism, geekery
I’m working on my big research presentation, so you get a bunch of kitten photos. Such a horrible burden, I know.
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Cats are delicate creatures prone to many ailments. Insomnia is not one of them.
My kitty is 13 years old.
She™ sleeps 23.75 hours a day.
There’s no such thing as too many kitty photos. Good luck with the presentation!
Does she doing anything except sleep?
What beautifully sleepy kitties! Thanks for sharing them.
Lovely kitteh, champion sleeper!
I like the crocheted rug too, did you do that yourself?
Cats know from an early age that they must conserve their energy so as to be ready for the revolution!
…Insofar as “the revolution” consists of turning over to sleep on their other side.
Now get to work, monkey! — That tummy isn’t going to rub itself!
It’s a blanket my grandma made for me :)
That cat obviously has a rough life.
*girlish squealing*
*squee*
KITTEH!
Warm kitty, soft kitty, little ball of fur – sleepy kitty,
happy kitty, purr purr purr.
This rhyme is perfect for all times when one looks at a sleeping kitty.
I like how she has co-opted Jen’s lap while she’s working on her laptop, tho XD
Cats truly know their place – directly where they can have all attention paid to them.
4th photo – belly belly belly!
Does she like the belly rubs, or that a hand trap? I have one who likes them, and one who shreds you if you pet him even a half inch too far off from his spine.
When I married, I took a man, his cat, and his motorcycle to be my companions forever. Both cat and motorcycle are long gone; the former to old age, the latter to a sale. It wasn’t fun to ride a motorcycle in our area anymore. But the cat…
Odetta was all black (although her fur shown auburn in the sun) and she introduced me to the habits of cats. Though I was always a second to Husband (and she even tried to push me out of the bed when we were newly married) she was dear to my heart. She was also an expert mouser. Husband recalls an instance when she was sound asleep in his lap. She suddenly jumped out, shot over to the heater and came back with a mouse in her jaws.
Odetta knew enough to kill her mice outright; I hope your cat turns out to be such a clever mouser.
We’d have a better world if more people had cats in their lives. I’m glad you and Pixel found each other.