cats of the DMF

silentbob · May 09, 2008, 05:57:07 PM

Munch · May 09, 2008, 06:00:45 PM

Thats alot of pussy

SacDuc · May 09, 2008, 06:06:58 PM

Quote from: Munch on May 09, 2008, 06:00:45 PM
Thats alot of pussy

Best first post in internet history. wt:

Rev. Millertime · May 09, 2008, 06:08:12 PM

Not a surprising first post for Munch!

KnightofNi · May 09, 2008, 06:46:00 PM

it's kitty veal!!

yum!

mitt · May 09, 2008, 07:02:49 PM

The male cat was busy if he knocked up 2 females at once...

I just saw your avatar

;:| ;:|

ducpainter · May 09, 2008, 07:19:10 PM

Quote from: Rev. Millertime on May 09, 2008, 06:08:12 PM
Not a surprising first post for Munch!

Yeah...he's no virgin.

Grampa · May 10, 2008, 02:03:48 PM

on the bike video test with Eddie, the community cat.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1DcSuv24jCE

Super T.I.B · May 11, 2008, 02:45:53 AM

This is Gracie (aka Booboose), she's a pregnant dog.

I've got another one somewhere where she was searching for a deuce that just got flushed, I'll have to find it.

Shortie · May 11, 2008, 06:32:35 AM

This is my fur ball B.B. - she's a little wench but she's damn cute so I guess I'll have to hold off on the slippers for a while.

DesmoDiva · May 11, 2008, 07:59:09 AM

My princess Zah Zah. A feral kitten I took in when I started grad school. Five years old in pict.

StrikeJollyRoger · May 11, 2008, 05:18:41 PM

Bumbles!

Buckethead · May 11, 2008, 05:30:42 PM

You're all making me miss my cat, now.

He was the runt of the litter when we got him. My parents only let me keep him because they thought he was going to die. At 8 weeks he weighed only 6 ounces and when he curled up to sleep he could sit on your palm.

He was quiet and a bit antisocial, loved his sun spots and his catnip. He out-lived every kitten we ever brought home to torment him and he played with every single one of them.

Every once in a while he'd be in a really snuggly mood and he'd hop up on your lap and bury his head in you armpit. He was looking for a fold in your t-shirt to suck on. A 15 pound, long haired, huge, bear-looking tomcat would nuzzle into your ribs and suck on your shirt like a 6 week old kitten.

He'd lived with my parents since I went to college.

Ended up getting diabetes around new year and held on, with insulin shots, until March. When he finally died, my dad, who hates cats, looked at my mom and asked "Great. Now who am I supposed to use for a role model?"