joshsolberg wrote:Cats...pussies

*gets coat*

cjh! are you free?

Reginald-Female (Reggie for short) and Dr. J (Will you get the fuck out of the way for short).
Reggie is obese and when not clawing the hell out of your blue jeans in the most inappropriate of places she will simply put a paw on you. When not found on the couch annoying you for a good petting, Reggie can be found curled up on the subwoofer, her favorite spot.
Dr. J is a stupid prick. He is hyperactive and likes to roughhouse. He doesn't seem to mind when you do your impression of the old guy from Cool Hand Luke who keeps saying "That's my baby boy, Luke", in fact it appears as though that's one of the few things he responds to. He also enjoys tripping people.
If you would like one or both of these animals, send me, oh, about $10 and write my girlfriend a very nice letter assuring her that the animal in question will not come to harm, but, really, I understand that you would be under legal obligation to me to not eat them.
But, Charlie, why sell such wonderful animals? you ask.
Well, it was around the time Dr. J developed the habit of following me into the bathroom to watch me pee that I decided his lease is up, and since Reggie is no more than a glorified paper weight with legs (which I don't need as all of my paperwork is done away from breeze) I figured it's time these two did something productive around here: get sold!
PM me with an offer*, and keep it on the down low.

*Not really.

I have approximately/exactly zero cats.

Let's go right on ahead and keep it this way.

Intern_8033 wrote:One cat, two pictures

Both of which are terrifying!

Is that cat on a leash?

2 cats,one picture. Bingo(shown) Ringo(not Shown) kinda'.

I co-habit with 2 cats, Ouzle and Chloe, both rescue cats. Brother and sister, they fucking hate each other. I have lived with them for 10+ years and have yet to see any signs of affection between them. (Chloe has a nick in her ear thanks to her brother)

And... if can work out how to I will post a couple of pictures of said beasts.

one.

his name is yow as in david.

he used to be crazy as hell running all over actin' the fool. then he got sick with either pnuemonia or asthma. after a hefty vet bill i have him back. but he's not so crazy anymore. he's 7months old.

me and little dude. he's about two months old in this picture. i was about 285 months old in that picture.

It started with one stray, and then about a year later, we had about 10. We simply could not afford to have them fixed. All of them made it to safe homes, and now we're back down to two, who will not be pictured. One is "husky" but I promise it is mostly muscle. Champion of 100+ fights for sure. Its a weird thing being the "cat family" of the neighborhood.

Sadly, this cat, Shark Attack, belongs to a bandmate, and not me.

Yes this is Peggy Sue,

She's my little kitty, I love her. Her and our Husky are best mates.