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>>3884>invertedFixed and happy Caturday fren.
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.
It's Caturday everyponer.
At least here is still Caturday.
Happy Caturday everypony.
Catturd day?
Glad he is getting the recognition he deserves.
Happy angry Carturday, faggots.
>MFW Anitcipating Caturday
Dedicated cat poster, you are an absolute gem.
Getting ready for next Caturday.
>>4602Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeit muh nigger
Happy Caturday everypony.
Getting ready to post your cats tomorrow?
>>4658I'm late, sorry my kittens.
>>4686Perhaps in Europe, but not yet in America.
Now It is Caturday in America!!!
Do you sense the Force anon?
>Come to the other side
Too far, bring me something back.
One final cat for caturday
Sodomy month is over and today's Caturday.
Caturday is about to begin.
It's Caturday. Did you know?
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
>>4840Meh, dogs are such try hards.
Remember to relax (with in reason) this Caturday
>Ominous thundering foot steps, drawing ever closer
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
Good morning.
I'm bringing some Caturday's kitty discipline.
We all know cats like these.
Owner: There is nothing in the toaster
Cat: Wanna bet
...
Extra catnip for Maggie.
Holy cat, today is Caturday.
Y'all should be ashamed, fr. no cap.
Behold, the tiniest of the kittens (named Mew, after the pokemon)
>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)