I tolerate cats because they keep the mouse population down.
That’s pretty much it.
If they didn’t do that, there’s no way in hell I would ever have a fuckin cat on my property…
Bea Leaver
September 16, 2015 3:14 pm
Billy- What happened to your old avatar?
Rise Up
September 16, 2015 3:24 pm
I had a cat once, and I’ll never have another.
Guy
September 16, 2015 3:26 pm
DOG DIARY
8:00 AM – Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 AM – A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 AM – A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 AM – Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM – Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM – Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM – Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM – Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM – Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM – Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM – Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity!
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a ‘good little hunter’ I am. The sick bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of ‘allergies’. I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow – but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released – and seems to be more than willing to return. He obviously has issues. http://www.funny2.com/dogscats.htm
Cats are so superior to dogs–much smarter and quiet to boot. Look at a stupid dog who will bound into the street and get run over. Meanwhile a cat will look cautiously. When a stranger comes over, a dog will just try and hump the person while the cat will stand back and inspect before approaching. In today’s America, a dog is the reflection of its owner–and that means an overweight, undisciplined loudmouth. Enough said.
bb
September 16, 2015 3:54 pm
Little bb ( my cat ) is my road companion . I take him with on my FedEx truck. He is smart and a good guard cat.Let’s me know when anything is around the truck. I just have to keep his do do box clean which isn’t a big deal. Cats really are low maintenance. They do very well on their own.
Tator
September 16, 2015 3:59 pm
We have one that will let you rub him if he is laying on his left side, but never touch him if he is laying on his right side.
Anonymous
September 16, 2015 4:00 pm
Jim (not the Admin) is a moron. There is no universe where cats are better than dogs.
JIm
September 16, 2015 4:24 pm
Anonymous has been dry humped one too many times by his poodle.
Donna
September 16, 2015 4:29 pm
.My cat is only indoors for a short time and mostly outdoors. In the winter he is set up in the greenhouse with a cat door He has a big dog bed with a heating pad that’s on all winter with a soft blanket over the heating pad so it does not get too hot.The greenhouse also has a huge cat tower with a scratching post and places to curl up and hide or be way up high.One night before bed I took a peek in the greenhouse and there were two baby raccoons curled up on the heated cat bed.It was a cold night at the time the little creatures looked like they were in heaven.Big problem is when they are that small momma raccoon is near by.My cat is a stray,and adopted us.My husband figures we have put five thousand in vet bills over the years, as my fixed male is always getting in fights,sewn up, plus dental work.He will only eat canned tuna,tries to bury canned cat food.He now weighs nineteen pounds.I have been told by friends when they die,they want to come back as my cat.
Cats are hysterically funny, imo. A weenie dog and her backyard cat buddy provide more entertainment than a stupid teevee ever could.
Damn..I still miss newsjunkie.
robert h siddell jr
September 16, 2015 7:59 pm
Cat people run when startled; us dog people attack.
Leobeer
September 16, 2015 8:54 pm
I thlink Robert is trying to say that cat people are pussies.
Maggie
September 16, 2015 10:35 pm
I belonged to a quit smoking group online… one of my quit team members was crazy about cats. I still have all these funny cat images in photobucket…
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Mahtomedi
September 16, 2015 10:44 pm
The ultimate difference between a dog and a cat? If you fell off a ladder and lay bleeding and helpless, your cat would walk past/around/over you with a sneering indifference that would break your heart. Your dog would lick your wounds and be with you to the end. And if she was Lassie, she would fetch you a beer to ease your pain until the ambulance arrived.
Chicago999444
September 16, 2015 10:45 pm
What more proof do you need that cats are a superior life form than by the ease with which a tiny, elderly 7 lb lady cat can keep 75 lbs of Australian Sheepdog at bay simply by sitting at the top of the stairs and giving him the Evil Eye? My mother’s big, boisterous dog would howl and stare at her entreatingly when her cat did this. After the cat had lived there a couple of months, he was so frightened by her, that he wouldn’t go upstairs at all, and the cat thus had exclusive possession of my mother’s backside when she went to bed.
Here is this small, soft ball of velvety fur that looks like a plush toy- even its footpads are soft- that can hunt almost any small thing that moves, and intimidate animals many times it size, and takes possession of any place it lives, and of any person in it. Mine has me well in hand. If I’m a good girl, I’m allowed to sleep in my own bed. I find myself getting out of bed, and opening cans on command. I eat on her terms, not mine. For example, I must eat fish in my workroom with the door closed, while the dinner music consists of high-pitched howling just outside the door. I don’t dare eat it in front of her or she will snatch it off my plate. Somebody once wrote, don’t let your animal friends do anything to you that you wouldn’t let your human friends do. That makes me just howl. Like what, I wonder- walk back and forth across the keyboard, or climb the venetian blinds, or pry the refrigerator door open and kick the contents all over the floor, or bite my arm to wake me up, or slap the top of my head, or knock her food container off onto the floor and scatter the contents all over the kitchen?
Cats make you love your slavery.
KaD
September 16, 2015 11:32 pm
I can’t even OPEN my back door without my neighbors pack of barking lawn ornaments going off like explosive diarrhea much less having ANY use of my own back yard. Add to that at least half the people don’t leash in spite of the local leash law, some with large pit bulls and many who have too much dog for them to control even WITH a leash. Give me a clean, quiet, non stinking cat any day. In addition 42 people in the US were KILLED by dogs in 2014 and many this year too: http://www.dogsbite.org/dog-bite-statistics-fatalities-2015.php
KaD
September 16, 2015 11:42 pm
Every year in the US about 4.5 million people are bit by dogs and about 1000 every day end up in the ER. Every day in the US on average 3 people will be so severely injured they will be disabled or disfigured FOR LIFE. http://www.anilak.com/biting-dogs/
Dog bite injuries cost the US economy over one billion dollars annually. Some dog bite injuries have wracked up a MILLION dollars in medical bills alone: http://www.dogsbite.org/dog-bite-victim-funds.php
@KaD, I’m sorry about your neighborhood. Get something to shoot at them if able. No DAMNED way any animal would have me confined within my own yard. If nothing else, keep a log and use your phone to record it everyday. Within a couple months you should have enough proof to sue your neighbors over your loss of enjoyment of your property. Seriously. I hate lawyers, but barring poisoning the little bastards (the dogs) you don’t have tons of other options. Record, then SUE.
I like cats, my dad has had them around for the past nearly 40 years. But I love dogs.
Dogs are most like children. Misbehaving and out of control dogs are usually owned by people that have had/have misbehaving and out of control children, funny how that works.
My the thumb count, it seems that the cat lovers outnumber the current dog lovers visiting.
This is all I know, either, or, are precious gifts if you choose to adopt them into your heart. Very precious.
Enjoy everyday because the darned years are far too short.
I tolerate cats because they keep the mouse population down.
That’s pretty much it.
If they didn’t do that, there’s no way in hell I would ever have a fuckin cat on my property…
Billy- What happened to your old avatar?
I had a cat once, and I’ll never have another.
DOG DIARY
8:00 AM – Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 AM – A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 AM – A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 AM – Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM – Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM – Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM – Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM – Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM – Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM – Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM – Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity!
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a ‘good little hunter’ I am. The sick bastards!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of ‘allergies’. I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow – but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released – and seems to be more than willing to return. He obviously has issues.
http://www.funny2.com/dogscats.htm
TBP Cat
Cats are so superior to dogs–much smarter and quiet to boot. Look at a stupid dog who will bound into the street and get run over. Meanwhile a cat will look cautiously. When a stranger comes over, a dog will just try and hump the person while the cat will stand back and inspect before approaching. In today’s America, a dog is the reflection of its owner–and that means an overweight, undisciplined loudmouth. Enough said.
Little bb ( my cat ) is my road companion . I take him with on my FedEx truck. He is smart and a good guard cat.Let’s me know when anything is around the truck. I just have to keep his do do box clean which isn’t a big deal. Cats really are low maintenance. They do very well on their own.
We have one that will let you rub him if he is laying on his left side, but never touch him if he is laying on his right side.
Jim (not the Admin) is a moron. There is no universe where cats are better than dogs.
Anonymous has been dry humped one too many times by his poodle.
.My cat is only indoors for a short time and mostly outdoors. In the winter he is set up in the greenhouse with a cat door He has a big dog bed with a heating pad that’s on all winter with a soft blanket over the heating pad so it does not get too hot.The greenhouse also has a huge cat tower with a scratching post and places to curl up and hide or be way up high.One night before bed I took a peek in the greenhouse and there were two baby raccoons curled up on the heated cat bed.It was a cold night at the time the little creatures looked like they were in heaven.Big problem is when they are that small momma raccoon is near by.My cat is a stray,and adopted us.My husband figures we have put five thousand in vet bills over the years, as my fixed male is always getting in fights,sewn up, plus dental work.He will only eat canned tuna,tries to bury canned cat food.He now weighs nineteen pounds.I have been told by friends when they die,they want to come back as my cat.
Thanks for the cat pics Admin.
Cats are hysterically funny, imo. A weenie dog and her backyard cat buddy provide more entertainment than a stupid teevee ever could.
Damn..I still miss newsjunkie.
Cat people run when startled; us dog people attack.
I thlink Robert is trying to say that cat people are pussies.
I belonged to a quit smoking group online… one of my quit team members was crazy about cats. I still have all these funny cat images in photobucket…
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The ultimate difference between a dog and a cat? If you fell off a ladder and lay bleeding and helpless, your cat would walk past/around/over you with a sneering indifference that would break your heart. Your dog would lick your wounds and be with you to the end. And if she was Lassie, she would fetch you a beer to ease your pain until the ambulance arrived.
What more proof do you need that cats are a superior life form than by the ease with which a tiny, elderly 7 lb lady cat can keep 75 lbs of Australian Sheepdog at bay simply by sitting at the top of the stairs and giving him the Evil Eye? My mother’s big, boisterous dog would howl and stare at her entreatingly when her cat did this. After the cat had lived there a couple of months, he was so frightened by her, that he wouldn’t go upstairs at all, and the cat thus had exclusive possession of my mother’s backside when she went to bed.
Here is this small, soft ball of velvety fur that looks like a plush toy- even its footpads are soft- that can hunt almost any small thing that moves, and intimidate animals many times it size, and takes possession of any place it lives, and of any person in it. Mine has me well in hand. If I’m a good girl, I’m allowed to sleep in my own bed. I find myself getting out of bed, and opening cans on command. I eat on her terms, not mine. For example, I must eat fish in my workroom with the door closed, while the dinner music consists of high-pitched howling just outside the door. I don’t dare eat it in front of her or she will snatch it off my plate. Somebody once wrote, don’t let your animal friends do anything to you that you wouldn’t let your human friends do. That makes me just howl. Like what, I wonder- walk back and forth across the keyboard, or climb the venetian blinds, or pry the refrigerator door open and kick the contents all over the floor, or bite my arm to wake me up, or slap the top of my head, or knock her food container off onto the floor and scatter the contents all over the kitchen?
Cats make you love your slavery.
I can’t even OPEN my back door without my neighbors pack of barking lawn ornaments going off like explosive diarrhea much less having ANY use of my own back yard. Add to that at least half the people don’t leash in spite of the local leash law, some with large pit bulls and many who have too much dog for them to control even WITH a leash. Give me a clean, quiet, non stinking cat any day. In addition 42 people in the US were KILLED by dogs in 2014 and many this year too: http://www.dogsbite.org/dog-bite-statistics-fatalities-2015.php
Every year in the US about 4.5 million people are bit by dogs and about 1000 every day end up in the ER. Every day in the US on average 3 people will be so severely injured they will be disabled or disfigured FOR LIFE. http://www.anilak.com/biting-dogs/
Dog bite injuries cost the US economy over one billion dollars annually. Some dog bite injuries have wracked up a MILLION dollars in medical bills alone: http://www.dogsbite.org/dog-bite-victim-funds.php
37% of the costs of dog bite injuries are taxpayer funded via Medicare and Medicade: http://occupymaulstreet.blogspot.com/2012/11/animal-un-controlhave-animal-control.html
@KaD, I’m sorry about your neighborhood. Get something to shoot at them if able. No DAMNED way any animal would have me confined within my own yard. If nothing else, keep a log and use your phone to record it everyday. Within a couple months you should have enough proof to sue your neighbors over your loss of enjoyment of your property. Seriously. I hate lawyers, but barring poisoning the little bastards (the dogs) you don’t have tons of other options. Record, then SUE.
I like cats, my dad has had them around for the past nearly 40 years. But I love dogs.
Dogs are most like children. Misbehaving and out of control dogs are usually owned by people that have had/have misbehaving and out of control children, funny how that works.
My the thumb count, it seems that the cat lovers outnumber the current dog lovers visiting.
This is all I know, either, or, are precious gifts if you choose to adopt them into your heart. Very precious.
Enjoy everyday because the darned years are far too short.