Oh boy, that’s going to be addictive, I can see. My best so far is 218 feet.
I got 470 feet!
I’m reminded of my great-grandmother’s late pair o’ parakeets. They had a (rather cute) habit of flying around the house in formation, with one parakeet just behind and to the right of the other. They were something to watch; they’d zip through tiny little spaces without breaking formation; through chair legs, around chandiliers, all that sort of thing. Until the day they tried to zip through a closing door. To make a long story short, parakeets stayed on one side of the door, parakeet heads stayed on the other side of the door. Grandmama was not pleased.
777 feet! This game is addictive.
You have to aim for the floating torpedoes or the first pile of TNT to really rack up the distance.
Not to brag or anything,
1,179 feet
Hmmm… seems that kitten kicking is more common that I thought, the conclusion is inevitable, we have to make teams and organize matches. Now we have to debate the rules, should it be like soccer or maybe footvolley l; the possibilities are endless!
If I don´t reply in the next two weeks is because the ALF has blown my house up.
Hey. 
goes back to shooting kittens furiously
973 feet!
I used to have a cat that would chase us across the room trying to grab our ankles. I never kicked him, though. Mostly I was trying not to fall over from loss of balance caused by a fuzzy orange land shark clasped around my lower leg.
Bastard.
I had a really good run going, it was going to be huge, huge I tell ya, and chomp gulp. Bastard plant.
1,162!
I really need to stop playing this before I get demented or something.
1264 ft.
Holy Crap! 1703.
Is there any way to get a screen shot of that - 'cause I know I’ll never see that again.
I’m having a super lucky kitty cannon evening (and my Samantha is starting to get suspicious of my motives ) – I just hit 2027.
It was a thing of beauty
Aw, poor kitten!
Kittens are sproingy, though. I once nearly flung one across a room (I didn’t know there was a kitten. It decided to leap out from under the bed and climb up my jeans.) and she just sort of ‘mewwwww-ed’ indignantly, licked her paws a bit, then played with my shoelaces.
Also: Kittens!
I was walking up to my sister’s house a few weeks ago and felt something half bump into, half run over my leg. It felt solid enough to be an animal of some sort, but when I looked around I couldn’t see anything.
Forget kittens, what about phantom rats?
BOO YAH!
1,289 Ft!
Hells yes! And tonight, I intend on killing as many kittens as I can, in one way, shape, or form or another. 
Tripler
C’mon, it’s not like I have anything better to do here.
Punting kittens is OK, but for serious enjoyment, you need to have a free-range iguana that blends in with the color of the floor. (Iguanas have a limited “chameleon-like” color changing range, so in low light ours can blend with our hardwood floor or our ugly carpet even though neither of them are green.)
The main problem with iguana punting is that ours is too big to loft, easily, so I am often concerned we might break some ribs–and exotic pet vets are more expensive than brain surgeons. On the other hand, I have offered up enough blood to “the eviscerator” when trying to medicate her or remove her from curtains or computer wiring that I am probably not as remorseful asI should be when it happens.
I guess wrapping the iguana in bubble wrap would defeat the whole purpose of kicking it, eh?
My girl cat gets kicked everywhere. She has a nasty habit of flying under our feet at the most innoportune moments, however, so it’s her own fault. When she was tiny, my old roommate once launched her about seven feet down our hallway - she landed on all four feet, turned around, gave him a “Hmmph!” look, sniffed, and then went right back under his feet.
She’s not very bright.
E.
yellowval, don’t count on fish being kick- or step-proof. We had a fish with issues once that would jump out of his tank every time one of us walked by. Territorial much?
I’ve kicked our little 6-pound cat under the bed before. She trotted in front of me at the wrong time and there she went. I only felt a little guilty for laughing at her.
Video catnip is great when we’re trying to clean or otherwise want the cats to stay out of the way. Hazel jumps at the TV every once in a while, but otherwise they just sit and stare (and sometimes paw at the screen).