Happy Caturday! There are a lot of stray cats in my neighborhood so I give them some canned mackerel or mashed meatballs sometimes. You never know when they might save your life. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j-49rGeCeVo
I heard really violent sounds of a pack of dogs attacking a cat near my apartment. I went down and chased away the dogs, but I couldn't find any signs of a mauling, so hopefully the cat made it out.
>>3194 I ain't kidding. She was play fighting with my hand a couple days ago and then chomped my finger. When I went to clean the bite, I found that I could squirt blood out of my finger. It was morbidly hilarious.
>>3195 Shid, linked wrong post. Anyway, she's getting really affectionate, in between attacking everything that moves and most things that don't. The word around is that someone has taken to periodically (ahem) dumping a bag of kittens at remote locations in the area.
This caturday some neighbourhood cat visited my two cats. For the first time my cats weren't cowering, and one of them even attempted to attack the intruder's tail, after which all three immediately fled in different directions.
didn't take any pics so have this unrelated bunny.
>A local man was savagely attacked today. Sources close to the alleged attacker claim that the victim wasnt giving itches. He was also reported sitting on the victim's foot and shouting on several occasions
No pics, but today I found the tiniest stray orange tabby kitter living out of the base of a neglected tree. That kitter has since filled its belly with canned cat food, and its progress will be heavily monitored
Misser still alive and kicking. And bitesin. Funny thing about strays, theyre much more rough than house-raised cats. One could misinterpret it as antagonism or ill temper, but thats how they play. Its actually a sign of respect, in a way; they learn to trust that you're stronger than their worst. And when all's said and done, they're sleeping peacefully with kneady paws.
For caturday here’s some kitty paw prints in the floor tiles at Wormleighton Manor, Warwickshire, England. The mischievous cat walked over the wet tiles before they were fired sometime between 1506-1512 AD
Fek, still recovering from new years cold. Still I must share this important PSA on how cats are good for helping take down (now illegal) Christmas decorations
>have kitteh, sleepy on a back of a couch >gamer on couch, in front of kitteh >itches for kitteh, I brought a whole bag >kitteh reaches out and rests paw on gamer's neck >oblivious >moar itches for kitteh >kitteh flexes claws >gamer loses
On this caturday a new kitteh dad was born, when a wee tiny orange stripey bubbah did appear on our front porch next to the feline communal food dish. Tiny and scared, this wee matted floof did try to hide behind the bowl, as the main cat dad did give it a smol dish it could get over the lip of. After newest of smol had eaten her fill, main dad did bring her inside, giving her the upside-down lid of a foam ice chest with an old shirt, on which to sleep. The next morning, when main dad went to check on the newest smol, he did find his younger brother with his shirt wrapped around her like a taco. Her name is now "Comet", and she is now the newest member of a family that to her perspective involves many kitties (by sight and smell) and two hoomuns who both smell like the scent-residue of all those kitties when they're very happy. And she lives in the temperature well-regulated environment of one of them. (Pics in a day or so. Shes had a bath, but she still looks scrawny and pathetic)