Cute Pet Pictures

[llondel]

Amaaaaaaazing!!!!!!! LOL!!!!!! Aaaaaaw!!!!!

[Opsboi]

Do we have an irony emoji in the house?

The Ancient Mariner

Emoji?

All curmudgeonly credentials blown out of the water in a single word

[llondel]

How about a puppy picture for the weekend? This is what Leonbergers look like at six weeks old. Already bigger than a full-grown chihuahua. The one in the green collar is Kepler (contrast to her current size from the earlier post).

[Cacophonix]

Oh Lord forgive me...(No so much top ranking, as top wanking...)

She's not a dog...


Caco

[llondel]

Looks like a very expensive pet there.

[OFSO]

Mrs OFSO and Muffalo the Panther

[G-CPTN]

Claws drawn . . .

[OFSO]

Our dishwasher has an extra cycle: Muffalo degrease, pre-wash, wash, rinse and dry.

[Groundgripper]

Cats can sense when you're taking the mickey out of them can't they?

GG

[Cacophonix]

The Saturday duck waddle sent to me by the ex-wife at Vergenoegd wine farm yesterday!

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The farm is well worth a visit if you are near Stellenbosch.

Vergenoegd wine farm.

http://vergenoegd.co.za/

A visit to the Stellenbosch airfield, nearby, for those with an aviation bent is also recommended. The ducks eat the snails in the vineyard so it is a kind of symbiotic thing.


Caco

[Slasher]

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And Lo, it had came to pass I hath stared unto the face of Satan's Minion. May his divine mission continue unhindered in making an Earthly path for the arrival of Lord Beelzebub, Giver of Pain, Ruler of Fire, and cause all our cotton wool buds to blow away, and our Kleenex to be laid waste utterly. And may the Holy Muffalo inspire eternal Wrath and Damnation of us all....

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But he's probly a real nice li'l pussy cat!

[Cacophonix]

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And Lo, it had came to pass I hath stared unto the face of Satan's Minion. May his divine mission continue unhindered in making an Earthly path for the arrival of Lord Beelzebub, Giver of Pain, Ruler of Fire, and cause all our cotton wool buds to blow away, and our Kleenex to be laid waste utterly. And may the Holy Muffalo inspire eternal Wrath and Damnation of us all....


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But he's probly a real nice li'l pussy cat!

Muffalo, common chicken dinner thief and possible cattle rustler. Wanted for crimes against urban kitchens in at least seven countries and rumoured to be part of the Macavity cartel...

Do not approach, his claws are armed and dangerous...

Macavity's a Mystery Cat: he's called the Hidden Paw -
For he's the master criminal who can defy the Law.
He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the Flying Squad's despair:
For when they reach the scene of crime - Macavity's not there!

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity,
He's broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity.
His powers of levitation would make a fakir stare,
And when you reach the scene of crime - Macavity's not there!
You may seek him in the basement, you may look up in the air -
But I tell you once and once again, Macavity's not there!

Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin;
You would know him if you saw him, for his eyes are sunken in.
His brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly domed;
His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed.
He sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake;
And when you think he's half asleep, he's always wide awake.

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity,
For he's a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity.
You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square -
But when a crime's discovered, then Macavity's not there!

He's outwardly respectable. (They say he cheats at cards.)
And his footprints are not found in any file of Scotland Yard's.
And when the larder's looted, or the jewel-case is rifled,
Or when the milk is missing, or another Peke's been stifled,
Or the greenhouse glass is broken, and the trellis past repair -
Ay, there's the wonder of the thing! Macavity's not there!

And when the Foreign Office find a Treaty's gone astray,
Or the Admiralty lose some plans and drawings by the way,
There may be a scrap of paper in the hall or on the stair -
But it's useless to investigate - Macavity's not there!
And when the loss has been disclosed, the Secret Service say:
'It must have been Macavity!' - but he's a mile away.
You'll be sure to find him resting, or a-licking of his thumbs,
Or engaged in doing complicated long division sums.

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity,
There never was a Cat of such deceitfulness and suavity.
He always has an alibi, and one or two to spare:
At whatever time the deed took place - MACAVITY WASN'T THERE!
And they say that all the Cats whose wicked deeds are widely known,
(I might mention Mungojerrie, I might mention Griddlebone)
Are nothing more than agents for the Cat who all the time
Just controls their operations: the Napoleon of Crime.

Caco

[OFSO]

He sat on my knee last night (before the Day of Ultimate Exclusion). Undressing for bed, I looked at my upper thighs and thought that I must be getting dementia as I did not remember going for acupuncture. All those tiny spots of blood. Then I remembered he of the claws so sharp that you don't even feel the punctures.....

[OFSO]

I prefer this one (by the same author):

Growltiger's Last Stand

Growltiger was a Bravo Cat, who lived upon a barge;
In fact he was the roughest cat that ever roamed at large.
From Gravesend up to Oxford he pursued his evil aims,
Rejoicing in his title of "The Terror of the Thames."

His manners and appearance did not calculate to please;
His coat was torn and seedy, he was baggy at the knees;
One ear was somewhat missing, no need to tell you why,
And he scowled upon a hostile world from one forbidding eye.

The cottagers of Rotherhithe knew something of his fame,
At Hammersmith and Putney people shuddered at his name.
They would fortify the hen-house, lock up the silly goose,
When the rumour ran along the shore:
GROWLTIGER'S ON THE LOOSE!

Woe to the weak canary, that fluttered from its cage;
Woe to the pampered Pekinese, that faced Growltiger's rage.
Woe to the bristly Bandicoot, that lurks on foreign ships,
And woe to any Cat with whom Growltiger came to grips!

But most to Cats of foreign race his hatred had been vowed;
To Cats of foreign name and race no quarter was allowed.
The Persian and the Siamese regarded him with fear -
Because it was a Siamese had mauled his missing ear.

Now on a peaceful summer night, all nature seemed at play,
The tender moon was shining bright, the barge at Molesey lay.
All in the balmy moonlight it lay rocking on the tide -
And Growltiger was disposed to show his sentimental side.

His bucko mate, Grumbuskin, long since had disappeared,
For to the Bell at Hampton he had gone to wet his beard;
And his bosun, Tumblebrutus, he too had stol'n away -
In the yard behind the Lion he was prowling for his prey.

In the forepeak of the vessel Growltiger sat alone,
Concentrating his attention on the Lady Griddlebone.
And his raffish crew were sleeping in their barrels and their bunks -
As the Siamese came creeping in their sampans and their junks.

Growltiger had no eye or ear for aught but Griddlebone,
And the Lady seemed enraptured by his manly baritone,
Disposed to relaxation, and awaiting no surprise -
But the moonlight shone reflected from a thousand bright blue eyes.

And closer still and closer the sampans circled round,
And yet from all the enemy there was not heard a sound.
The lovers sang their last duet, in danger of their lives -
For the foe was armed with toasting forks and cruel carving knives.

Then Gilbert gave the signal to his fierce Mongolian horde;
With a frightful burst of fireworks the Chinks they swarmed aboard.
Abandoning their sampans, and their pullaways and junks,
They battened down the hatches on the crew within their bunks.

Then Griddlebone she gave a screech, for she was badly skeered;
I am sorry to admit it, but she quickly disappeared.
She probably escaped with ease, I'm sure she was not drowned -
But a serried ring of flashing steel Growltiger did surround.

The ruthless foe pressed forward, in stubborn rank on rank;
Growltiger to his vast surprise was forced to walk the plank.
He who a hundred victims had driven to that drop,
At the end of all his crimes was forced to go ker-flip, ker-flop.

Oh there was joy in Wapping when the news flew through the land;
At Maidenhead and Henley there was dancing on the strand.
Rats were roasted whole at Brentford, and at Victoria Dock,
And a day of celebration was commanded in Bangkok.

[Hydromet]

If you're in a cold climate....
Daughter's Newfie enjoying the snow.

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[Slasher]

[G~Man]

So the bad news is that "Kitty the Kat" had to be returned to her owner yesterday. She was spoiled over the weekend in preparation....

I can also attest that the circle trick works...put a circle on the floor using tape, and most cats will go sit in the circle....:

[Cacophonix]

So the bad news is that "Kitty the Kat" had to be returned to her owner yesterday. She was spoiled over the weekend in preparation....

I can also attest that the circle trick works...put a circle on the floor using tape, and most cats will go sit in the circle....:

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Sorry to hear this!

Caco

[Woody]

Anyone know who owns this cute cat that was at Goodison this afternoon

[Cacophonix]

Muffalo, the mystery Spanish cat, he is called the ubiquitous paw!

Just when you think it was him in Barcelona

He is at Goodison kicking the ball!

Caco