Cats of Tumblr

milkglassmao:

Proof that George doesn’t like when we leave to spend time at the arboretum all afternoon.

There are few things as heartwarming as a feline’s love…

adtothebone:

Extremities.

(Source: summersumz)

dextercolt:

She’s totally going to eat my face when I die on this couch.

adtothebone:

It’s my four month anniversary with CDHS shelter kitties Cricket and Vixen. 

Pets make life more awesome. 

apethink:

Another fucking bird.

Only this time it was a not-even-remotely dead, full-size, adult bird. It flew all over the living room and Weeby kept catching it. I finally got him to take it outside and then naped him to get him to open his mouth and it flew away. He’s been in solitary confinement for 45 minutes now and hasn’t shut up about it for a second.

(via aimee-b-loved)

apethink:

Come on in! Everyone else does.

dolanite:

Relaxed

Dinner flying away

therealkatiewest:

These cats are neighbours and the handsome orange guy isn’t allowed outside so the beautiful tabby sits outside his door and they just look at each other. It makes me emotional. #cats #cats #cats

adtothebone:

Being a pussycat is exhausting work.

milkglassmao:

My sweet kitty is fifteen this spring. How is that even possible?

apethink:

Snoopy, but with cats.

We bought this cat bed when we first got Chinaco, and until recently, both he and Weeby HATED it. In fact, we use it as a cat deterrent, placing it where we want them NOT to go, with perfect results.

At some point, it was on the table, upon which Weeby splays himself when he really wants attention, because he knows the table is a big no-no. As more bric-a-brac accumulated on the table, the cat bed fell off and landed on the floor upside down, its polyurethane convexity cupping the floor like a tiny, psuedo-woolen fort.

And that’s when Weeby finally started using it for its intended purpose, or at least a suitable inversion thereof.