
Just sittin’ on my butt, wondering where that a**hole Jack is. He’s been beating me up a lot lately…

Just sittin’ on my butt, wondering where that a**hole Jack is. He’s been beating me up a lot lately…
I know what you’re thinking. My answer is NOT what the title suggests. Snort.
The job I would do for FREE would be to sit with cats and kittens and snuggle. I would love them, touch them, and squeeze them! All day long…
I basically do that with my kitties anyway so…

Alice is now the oldest of the pack, at 10 years old. I dread them all getting older.

Jack is a mama’s boy and he thinks he’s all that.

Honey Bear is attention deprived. Poor thing. She’s too heavy to pick up or have in my lap. She keeps to herself mostly because she hates the others, except Alice.

BobCat, aka Bobaduke, is the latest addition. Jack and BobCat are getting along better these days but sometimes Jack loses his shit. Snort.

Jack (on the left) and Alice fighting for attention – can’t give one ‘nubbins’ without the the other! Alice is disgusted that she has to share mom with Jack and Jack is disgusted that he has to share mom with Alice!
Have a super Caturday from Jack and his Pack of Troublemakers!
If you’re a cat owner, then you know that cats have their own distinctive personalities. They are all absolutely different; with their own quirks and mannerisms, much like children. I’ve had some odd cats in my life and I’m sure you have, too!
One cat I had years ago, played fetch. Not because I taught him but because he was bored! I was trying to write a letter and kept making mistakes, so I’d crumble up the paper and toss it on the floor. My cat, Spike, brought the paper to me and dropped it in my lap. Not thinking much about it, I tossed the paper away. He brought it back. After a few times, I realized what he was doing! It became one of our favorite playtime activities! Yes, this is the cat my novel, “Spike” was written about! I have yet to finish that story, but I digress!
I had another cat, Fuzz, who came when I called, “Chick, chick, chick, CHICKEN!” It was his cue that it was time to eat.
Another cat, Korn, was a barker. I mean, literally HE BARKED like a dog! Korn came when I whistled a loud, steady whistle. I swear he was a dog in his previous life.
Such weirdos, yes? Do you have a weirdo cat? Here are a few weirdo cats I came across on the internet. I hope you enjoy them on this fabulous Caturday!
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On behalf of all the weirdo cats out there, have a wonderful Caturday!