I’ve mentioned my kitty, Puff, a couple of times. I am shamelessly avoiding studying for my calculus final by bringing you pictures.
That is a beautiful kitty-boo!
Now get back to studying. Now. Don’t make that face at me, do you want your face to freeze like that?
But Moooooooom, the test isn’t until FRIdaaaaaaaay!
Don’t talk back to your mother, young lady.
shameless avoids studying psychology to squeal at kitty pics
Gorgeous cat Merry; give her to me now. I love torties.
Good luck with calculus!
Shoot.
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ETA: She hasn’t always been a tortie. She used to be much more uniformly grey, but as she’s gotten older she’s gone brown.
I took Calculus once, I would definitely agree that looking at cats is a lot more fun. Then again, a root canal is probably more fun than calculus … at least they give you drugs.
So how about some more kitty pics?
Here’s a recent kitten I rescued. She was a stray very anemic and dehydrated. I tried the food test and she wanted to eat so I figured she could be saved, so we kept her and fattened her up. A co-worker ended up adopting her.
This was after a few days of food, she’s still a little puny but getting better.
And this one was several days later and all fat and sassy. Beware the cuteness! Rrowr!
What a cutie!
Well, my little Horton is getting bigger and cuter by the day.
Just giving you another cat to look at instead of studying. But don’t cry to me if you flunk. 
What, they didn’t give you drugs in Calculus class? What kind of half-assed school did you go to?
In my school, they gave us crack (it was the School of Hard Rocks).
Bless, you my child. 
Awww! Cats and kittens!
(I’m avoiding working on my solar calculations spreadsheet…)
Antigen we may have to report you to the Department of Homeland Security.
Because it’s quite obvious that Horton is listnening for Whos.
And Whos hate our Freedom.
(You’re Canadian, I don’t expect you to understand.)
I would also like to put out again that my kitty is not a kitten anymore, but is in fact 17 or 18 years old.
She still races around like crazy though.
I totally expected Puff to be yellow, like in the Dick and Jane books.
This animal took a friggin’ year off my life this morning. He knocked over the barbeque grill on the back porch at about 5:30. I was dead asleep and bolted up thinking it was the middle of the night. My husband said, “Was that a cat?” and of course I replied “NO!” without bothering to actually know the answer. We both got up, and after fumbling for our glasses and bumping into each other and the furniture a bit, made our way out to the living room. There I realized that it was early morning and my daughter had let the cats out onto the screened porch as she always does at that time.
I tell you that cat is evil.
warning: serious sugar shock potential. proceed at your own risk.
behold, Speck! 
My Moriarty is fat and sassy too. Moriarty Comfy | phrasework | Flickr
This is Mina, she’s new to us this year. She decided to adopt my fiance on his way home from work over the winter. She’s part owl, part snake. http://flickr.com/photos/93164985@N00/465046003/in/set-72157594302728792/
AWWWW! Everybody’s puddy’s are tweet!!!
SQUEE!!!
MerryMagdalen, Puff looks like she has some personality. Good luck on your test!
Elysium, this is hilarious. Both your kitties and pics are great.
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Antigen**, the pic of you playing with Horton is kind of accidentally sexy. That’s the way to make the fellas warm up to the kittens.
Dung Beetle, all cats are somewhat evil and completely bereft of guilt. Don’t hold your breath for an apology from a cat.
Haha, Mory’s foreshortened feet look SO big in that pic, I love it. He was obsessed with that laundry bin for several months and slept in it all the time.
Oh, those GOLDEN eyes! So beautiful