Hands down the cutest thing I've seen in a good while.

Like I've said, it's good they're cute, otherwise they'd be lunch. It's like having toddlers that never grow up.

Always getting into trouble eh? I know how you feel. I used to have five cats that were a real hand full.

I'm used to four. Now I have six. Do you see the S U C K E R written on my chest?

Sometime it sucks being a nice person. I thought I was helping some friends out only to discover That their move to a new apartment was a move to another state.

The difference between cats (and dogs) and people is that they never ask to end up in trouble. Peep-peep was starving, had a hernia and was in a world of trouble. Shadow was a foundling the local ASPCA asked me to take --and I've never really been sorrry. He's a sweet kid, even if he is dumb as a rock. Cleo my mom asked me to take. So I asked for Sullivan., Polly and Squeak and got Cleo, Shadow and Peep-peep. It doesn't matter, really. They're all mine now.

I couldn't agree with you more on that. I wish I could've kept the fuzzballs. I'm just glad I was able to find them all good homes.

Sometimes, that's the best you can do. I would have fostered Peep-peep, except she was such a nasty cat, I knew no one else would take her. She's a mean Peep, but she's my Peep. Wouldn't trade her for anything.

I know.

Ooh, nifty ^_^ Very cute!

Woot! Thanks for posting it. Kitties!

Love the keywords.

AAGGH! I can draw, but not type! AVATAR, dammit. Catatar would be appropriate, too....

No, just dumb. Duh... cat...

Cute, quite cute. Got four here and they are quite enough of a handful; we think of them as our "shaggy-haired kids" and they, at least, won't be asking to borrow the car. *grin*

Like I said: Toddlers that never grow up. Bless their fuzz.

"Bless their fuzz!" Quite and bless them for their warm support, especially on cold nights when they snuggle in with you. I wouldn't trade these four for anything.

Yes. Absolutely.

*chuckle* 'Twas particularly nice when I was on "temporary" assignment to Connecticut for 2-1/2 years and the one I took with me snuggle close on winter nights (rather more colder than what we're used to in North Central Texas).

Doesn't matter. Warmth is warmth; closeness is closeness, You two were a multitude.

Strange, my cat was quite grown-up. He behaved like he owned my place yet he allowed me to pay the rent.

Well, of course he did. He was a cat. Cats own everything.

I like this. They look like little symbiotic attack cats that leap off your head at a moments notice to rip and tear anything that bothers you into tiny bloody shreds.
Wish I had some symbiotic attack cats.

awwww!!

You are so blessed!

my old boy cats passed on a few years ago, each 20 something. i miss them so much, and am so grateful to have had our lives together. Thomas (blue point siamese mix) who found us as a lost kitten, and Sylvester (long hair black and white scotch fold) who was abandoned at seven and came sneaking in our cat door to get a bit to eat. They didn't get along at first, then made peace, would sleep together some days, some days spat a bit, then become bros again.

There was a National Geographic issue a couple months ago with an article about domestication - according to what it said cats are the only "domesticated animal" that chose on their own to live with humans, the only ones we didn't force 'domestication' on. In the wild they're solitary, but with humans they form extended family bonds drawing from prolonged kitten-hood patterns.

You the Momma cat, centre of the world and all feline civilization! mew!

and, yes, i love this phrase :

Cats own everything!

:)

Just a crazy cat lady or a crazy cat lady with her minions?

Minions, I suppose, although the only way I could conquer the world with them is to send them out for people to trip over,

Tipping 7 billion people? Thats going to hurt, but for who?

Well, it's like this... First we trip other cat-owners, recruit their cats, then send them out to trip other people. Before long, I will have an army. Then,,, I CONQUER THE WORLD! Bruhahaha!

Your plan does however have a few big problems. First your entire army can be disabled by a few bags of catnip. And secondly cats are fickle especially if there is a choice between working and napping in a sunny spot they most definably will choose the nap.

True, but then most evil plots are foiled by some stupid oversight. Neh?

Can argue with you there. But generally tradition demands it will involve monologuing.

True.

I used to have as many as five cats,now I just have one old cat.Having two dogs as well,that's enough "family" for me at this point. Love the icon though!

That's still three "kids" and two of them have to be walked.

I have four of my own, and they're quite a handful-- spoiled and demanding. Six is probably more than I could manage. ;7

You never know what you can do until someone is starving. I had two come to me like that.

all of my cats are rescues of one kind or another. I inherited two from my mom, one from acquaintances who's son was allergic and the meds weren't helping, and a very old cat from a guy in work who was getting a divorce and neither wanted the cat. After that cat died, I got another one from a local shelter. He's more trouble than the other three combined. His name is Ronny, but I've dubbed him Ronny Monster. And he really lives up to the name. ;7

Some people recycle cans and newspapers, I recycle cats in need of a good home.

AUGGHHHHH THE CUTE!!!! *falls over twitching*