This is Camry. He is very handsome and rarely takes a bad picture. He also rarely takes a good picture. He can’t stand to be still long enough. But for some reason, he’d cease all movement to put his head on this pike.
Add his hyperactivity the fact that he absolutely LOVES people-- loves them so much he has to be on them, touching them, forcing them to pet him and making sure all the people are paying attention to him at all times-- makes him the most annoying cat in the history of annoying cats.
This is Plunket. He is the exact opposite of Camry. He’d rather not move ever and would like it very much if people would just leave him the hell alone.
I think he’s very handsome but, yeah, he looks like a tard in a lot of his pictures.
Too bad we can never get a good shot of Camry with a White Castle box on his head.
Here’s Feather, rolling around looking for someone to come rough her up. That might look like an evil face, but that’s “Come play with me right now!” face.
Here she is on the basement steps, hoping to trip someone so they fall to their deaths. It worked better when it was the black cat on the steps with the light out.
I was never able to get a picture of our large orange male cat sitting on the younger orange male cat. At the time, the younger cat was about two or three months old, and I’d have never known that Shadow was sitting on Charlie if I hadn’t seen two small front legs waving from under Shadow’s butt. Shadow weighs about 17-18 pounds, so he’s a hefty kitty, and can cover quite a bit of space when he sits down. Charlie has always been rather lightweight, though lately he’s been developing a paunch belly.
Shadow sat on Charlie because Charlie was being his normal, hyperactive kitten self. And Shadow was tired of having Charlie try to play chase and tag. All Shadow wanted to do was sit down and relax in peace, and the only way to do that was to sit on Charlie.
This was their first encounter with a camera. Emily, on the left, has that freaked out, deer-in-the-headlight look and, our special kitty, Saami, is wearing the first and only suspicious expression I’ve seen on her sweet, kittenish face.
How goofy are they? They come out in the Spring to plant flowers with me. I dig. They dig. I keep watchful eye that they don’t plant anything, though. And knowing I love flowers, emily brings me leaves in the fall as gifts. She’s discriminating and varies the gifts - one day a maple leaf, the next day an oak. Saami just spends her late afternoon stalking and chasing them and playing fierce hunter.
ETA: Drat. I just uploaded it and it hasn’t showed up. Perhaps it will load later?
Well, it says “pets” in the thread title, not just kittehs, so first I offer you my Basset Hounds, Bess and Ellie. Bess is the one who is upside down. We got her from the pound though our local Basset Hound rescue; she had been picked up as a stray. When we first brought her home, I nearly freaked out the first time she came up the steps into the house from the back yard-she was dragging both back feet behind her! :eek: She took a few steps that way, with her legs dragging (seemingly) uselessly behind her, then she picked up her feet and started walking normally! I think she was laughing at me!
And here’s an obligatory pic of our cat, Squirrel. She named herself through her behavior, and will come to my husband when he whistles and calls her by that name!
Are we limited to mammals? If not, allow me to introduce you to Odysseus, the Russian Desert Tortoise. Something with this shape should not be able to climb.
We got her from the pound though our local Basset Hound rescue; she had been picked up as a stray. When we first brought her home, I nearly freaked out the first time she came up the steps into the house from the back yard-she was dragging both back feet behind her! :eek: She took a few steps that way, with her legs dragging (seemingly) uselessly behind her, then she picked up her feet and started walking normally! I think she was laughing at me!
