Neddy Seagoon posted:

Looks like there's a knot in the dogwood.

Dragonwagon posted:

Ms Boods posted:

All these excellent black cats have prompted me to post a note about Vincent the cat-baby.

Last year, long before Vincent, I got for my birthday a Hello Kitty cat toy fishing rod.

It looked like this new



Old Mr Kitty was deaf and mostly blind at that time, and his one functioning braincell, in fact, the only one we believe he ever had, was pretty much reduced to sniffing out chicken, the garden, and the best place to take naps. He wasn't much interested in playing with toys anymore, so he had no interest in the HK fishing rod.

Mr Kitty, Deep Dreaming in the garden


Gus next door is keen on playing all sorts of games, but is terrified of bells and noisy toys (he was a rescue, and his first five years weren't very nice. He's way happier now with our neighbours, and visiting us). Here's Gus in the recycling bin:



Vincent, however, loving loves any toy. The noiser, the better. You want Vincent out of your hair for an hour, put on a load of washing, as he'll press his face up against the door of the washing machine to watch it go around. He plays with cat toys; he plays with cobnutshells. He gets denuded sweetcorn cobs and whacks them around when he's not chewing on them. We wanted to see if bananas and cucumbers freaked him out; nope, more toys. Open up a fizzy lemonade, pour it into a wide bowl, and he sits and bats at the fizz. He adores Gus, who isn't sure what the gently caress is going on. Vincent loves anything that he can play with, in fact. We woke up the other morning to discover he'd torn down the lace curtains at the window downstairs and dragged them around the room. Mr Boods, in fact, discovered this, but only after he'd sleepily walked past the now completely clear windows whilst bollock-naked. Twice.

The HK fishing rod lasted about 5 minutes in Vincent's mitts -- elastic bitten through, bell yanked off the string. Vincent loving loves this stuffed heart. He's got 275,000 toys that he plays with, bats around, chases. But he carries this heart around like a kitten, and he carefully nuzzles it into several hidey holes and beds he's got around the house. In the mornings, he brings it to me whereever I'm working. If you throw it for him, he fetches it back. He loves his baby.

Here he is watching Holby City



Speaking of sitting on things, he knows where every hotkey on my crappy keyboard is. He's put the computer to sleep, shut down functions, opened up hundreds of windows with his arsehole alone, and sent an email to my dean.



To be fair, he's very helpful around the house. Anything you're up to, he's right there. Supervises the hoovering, swipes at the floor when I scrub up the kitchen, sits in the sink when I'm cleaning my teeth.

Axeman Jim posted:

Speaking of black, I have just moved in with my girlfriend, and her four excellent cattes, all of which are black.

Boy

Boy is an elderly but friendly old man who will also be your friend whether you like it or not. Boy likes to lick things. He will lick himself, other cats, you, anyone else he can reach and has been spotted licking the furniture when he thought no-one was watching. It has been discovered that if you scratch him just above his tail while he is licking he will lick faster. Boy's nickname is "puppy" because he wags his tail constantly, even in his sleep. If you think that's a bit strange, you are correct. It is strange.

Likes: Licking things, making new friends, food.
Dislikes: Lack of licking options, dieting.

Duck

Hello, I'm Duck. Love me. Now. No, no, no, stop whatever you're doing and love me immediately. Delay is not acceptable, for I am Duck, Empress of all things and needer of love RIGHT NOW. Also food. Feed me. No, not the cat food, I want whatever you're having. Yes I know I don't like aubergines, but I want them on principle because they're on your plate and not on the floor in front of me, which is where all food belongs. Also while you were reading that paragraph you were not paying enough attention to me. Unacceptable.

Likes: Love, attention, food, snoring
Dislikes: pretty much everything else

Pookah

Pookah is all business, all the time, as you can see in the picture. But she is in fact earning a well-deserved rest from the many tasks she performs for the house. For instance, we seem to be absolutely useless at catching small rodents, as are the other cats (Duck, her embarrassing sister, threw herself at a butterfly once but missed), so she has to murder enough wildlife for six people, which is exhausting as you can see. Also, I insist on using electrical equipment which has been neither sniffed nor rubbed up against, so Pookah also performs these vital tasks, and asks nothing in return other than immediate attention at no notice any time she feels like it, and being dried with a tea towel whenever her hunts lead her into thunderstorms, which is often.

Likes: Cold-blooded murder, sleep.
Dislikes: Useless humans who fail to sniff their own things

Beelzebub

As befits a cat named after the Crown Prince of Hell and the Guardian of the Ninth Gate, Beelzebub is shy, tiny, friendly and loves cuddles. She is more usually nicknamed "Bib", partly because she has a small patch of white fur on her chest, but mostly because repeatedly yelling "Beelzebub!" out of your kitchen door in the middle of the night is likely to get you put on some sort of list (or maybe just a credit on the next Ghost album). As can be seen here, she likes to sit on top of computer towers. She particularly likes to press the power button when you're in the middle of something, which happened about 2 minutes after this picture was taken.

Likes: Cuddles, warms
Dislikes: Strangers, being moved when she's comfy

EDIT: I had to move Duck off the keyboard 3 times to post this.

Dragonwagon posted:

Horsey McHorseface posted:

I am very jealous of all your wonderful cattes who snuggle up to you and never leave you alone. I have one cat who acknowledges me when I come home from work, but the rest of the time just wants to be left alone. Unless it's food time. She's always down for food time.
Give all of them all the nuzzles and cuddles for me.

Also, Beelzebub is an A+ name for a cat. I was thinking of naming mine Baphomet for a while.

KatWithHands posted:

In fine Snox Boops tradition, here are some wonderful names currently found at the Toronto Humane Society (plus bonus black cat!)

Secret Agent Purrkins (13 years old, he's been in the spy game for some time...)


Stompa Pompa

KatWithHands posted:

In fine Snox Boops tradition, here are some wonderful names currently found at the Toronto Humane Society (plus bonus black cat!)

Secret Agent Purrkins (13 years old, he's been in the spy game for some time...)
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KatWithHands posted:

Stompa Pompa

Megabound posted:

Gorilla Salad posted:

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hairdryer

Zamboni_Rodeo posted:

No, that's clearly a monkey.

Megabound posted:

Perestroika posted: