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A post shared by Mingus in Stockholm, Sweden (@mingusthepanther) on Jul 7, 2017 at 11:57am PDT
4remy:
mingus the vampire cat for halloween
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4remy:
mingus the vampire cat for halloween
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shrapnel-to-the-heart:
sheriffpanda:
giaguscross:
babyanimalgifs:
oh my god
You look me in the eye and tell me this isn’t important
That jaguar is so tall compared to the ocelot. So cute!
@oreo-pie
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shrapnel-to-the-heart:
sheriffpanda:
giaguscross:
babyanimalgifs:
oh my god
You look me in the eye and tell me this isn’t important
That jaguar is so tall compared to the ocelot. So cute!
@oreo-pie
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russiacore: oh my GOD
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russiacore:
oh my GOD
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russiacore:
oh my GOD
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ryanvoid:
crowley-for-king:
PURE LOVE
this…this photo, man. it has all the greatest hits.
1.) Squishy toe-beans the size of your thumb.
2.) Fuzzy spotted catbutt
3.) Pink snootnose
4.) Adoring expression shootin’ lovebeams into your very soul
5.) Cat
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ryanvoid:
crowley-for-king:
PURE LOVE
this…this photo, man. it has all the greatest hits.
1.) Squishy toe-beans the size of your thumb.
2.) Fuzzy spotted catbutt
3.) Pink snootnose
4.) Adoring expression shootin’ lovebeams into your very soul
5.) Cat
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holybikinisbatman:
sophielovestuna:
Getting ready for bed.
ooooooh myyyyyy goooood pls look at this cat get into a little tiny cat bed
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holybikinisbatman:
sophielovestuna:
Getting ready for bed.
ooooooh myyyyyy goooood pls look at this cat get into a little tiny cat bed
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jemeryl:
outfightingtigers:
@mayorclaypuppington @batterswing
MAJESTIC MAJESTIC MAJESTIC
*blip blorp blip blorp bloop borp*
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jemeryl:
outfightingtigers:
@mayorclaypuppington @batterswing
MAJESTIC MAJESTIC MAJESTIC
*blip blorp blip blorp bloop borp*
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qaweyah:
astreals:
oh my goddd. I thought it was great from the beginning but it only gets better
i can’t stop watching this
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qaweyah:
astreals:
oh my goddd. I thought it was great from the beginning but it only gets better
i can’t stop watching this
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tastefullyoffensive: Oscar-worthy.
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tastefullyoffensive:
Oscar-worthy.
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tastefullyoffensive:
Oscar-worthy.
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tastefullyoffensive: He crashed his bike.
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tastefullyoffensive:
He crashed his bike.
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tastefullyoffensive:
He crashed his bike.
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catsbeaversandducks:
Benny The Surrogate Cat Dad
Benny gets the most joy when his human mom brings home rescued kittens, so he can help look after them and show them the same love that he received when he was rescued. Whenever Ellen brings home an orphan baby (or a box of babies), Benny anticipates their arrival and is filled with excitement. He becomes their dedicated surrogate dad, and his fatherly instinct kicks in the moment he sees a kitten.
Photos by Ellen - Full Story on Love Meow
catsbeaversandducks:
Benny The Surrogate Cat Dad
Benny gets the most joy when his human mom brings home rescued kittens, so he can help look after them and show them the same love that he received when he was rescued. Whenever Ellen brings home an orphan baby (or a box of babies), Benny anticipates their arrival and is filled with excitement. He becomes their dedicated surrogate dad, and his fatherly instinct kicks in the moment he sees a kitten.
Photos by Ellen - Full Story on Love Meow
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Yesterday morning, my cat decided to use his tail as a poop paintbrush. Luckily I got him cleaned up before he progressed too far in his art.
Once he was all squeaky clean again, I told him that he was still fursona non grata.
Yesterday morning, my cat decided to use his tail as a poop paintbrush. Luckily I got him cleaned up before he progressed too far in his art.
Once he was all squeaky clean again, I told him that he was still fursona non grata.
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foxy-mulder:
this is the most powerful image on the internet.. reblog to join the circle
foxy-mulder:
this is the most powerful image on the internet.. reblog to join the circle
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bastlynn:
systlin:
redonkulot:
novas-grimoire:
deadmomjokes:
I know cats have a stigma of being evil little robots who care for nobody but themselves. I don’t deny that there are some out there like this. But in defense of the large majority of darling cats who have been given a bad name due to the wicked few, I would like to tell you a story…
I am asthmatic. I’m not as bad as some; my asthma is generally well-controlled, and I don’t have much trouble with it on a daily basis. However, as all asthmatics know, getting sick becomes a nightmare. Even a small cold can turn into a days-long asthma attack, one that is very painful, and very annoying for me and those around me. The asthma cough sounds like an ill seal at best, or an angry moose with a nasal condition at worst. Y'all with asthma, and y'all with asthmatic friends, know exactly what I’m talking about. The bark. The hack. The Cough Heard Round The World. It’s painful, it’s loud, and it doesn’t stop. Even the rescue inhaler can only do so much to calm it. It just has to run its course with the cold.
Well, this week I caught the crud, and in the past few days it deteriorated into The Cough. Last night, I took some NyQuil to try and stave it off for as long as I could, just to try and get some sleep. That meant that for a few hours, I was cough-free. After that, I was still doped up enough to sleep through some of it. However, by 2am the sleep aid had worn off and The Cough woke me up. Since lying down makes it worse, and I didn’t want to wake my sister, I sneaked out of my bedroom into the living room, where I sat on the recliner and proceeded to hack up a lung while I waited for my next dose of NyQuil to kick in. That is when I noticed Simon.
Simon is a Russian Blue with a masterful resting-witch-face and an attitude to match. She (yes, she’s a girl, that’s another story) is old, fat, proprietary, and attitudinal. She isn’t shy about telling you when she is displeased, and does so with a loud shriek and some teeth or claws thrown in. She is convinced she owns the place, and owns all of us in turn. She is particular about where you can pet her, like most cats; and, like most cats, she loves her sleep and hates to be woken up.
And of course, my hacking woke her up.
Attempting to whisper an apology in between bouts of coughing, I noticed she was getting off her perch atop the chair nearby. She stretched, made a little squeaking sound, and trotted over to me.
I expected her to demand petting as payment for having woken her precious sleep, but she did not. Instead, this traditionally cranky dragon of a cat did something that amazed me.
She began to purr loudly, and sat herself directly on my aching chest. She kneaded my sternum softly, and nosed my chin as if to say, “I’ve got this, you sleep.” Even though I was still coughing, and bouncing her horridly in the process, she remained settled on my chest right above my diaphragm, purring loudly so that it vibrated through my ribs. I don’t know what magic spell she was chanting between her boat-like purrs, but within minutes my cough had subsided and I was able to sleep.
I didn’t wake up until about 4:30. When I did, it was to discover that my lap and chest were devoid of Simon’s presence, and I was coughing again. As I started coughing once more, I heard her familiar “I’m here” squeak from the area of the water dish. I heard some hurried lapping, and then her heavy gallop across the floor. She flumped onto my lap again, and resumed her purring and kneading. She had evidently been doing that for the past 2 hours, and had only left to get some water. Hydrated, she had returned to take care of me.
So yes, she has her share of evil, jerk-cat moments, but I can no longer pretend that Simon is entirely heartless. For that matter, I now refuse to believe that about any cat. Just because they act like a jerk doesn’t mean that they don’t love you.
So, fun fact. Scientists have not figured out why cats purr but one of the leading theories is that it helps stimulate the healing process because cats purr even when they are sick or hurt.
@rileyav
This legit made me tear up
Turns out we did figure out the purring. :)
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“ Cats purr during both inhalation and exhalation with a consistent pattern and frequency between 25 and 150 Hertz. Various investigators have shown that sound frequencies in this range can improve bone density and promote healing. This association between the frequencies of cats’ purrs and improved healing of bones and muscles may provide help for some humans. “
So yep, quite literally the dragon-cat was actually helping. :)
bastlynn:
systlin:
redonkulot:
novas-grimoire:
deadmomjokes:
I know cats have a stigma of being evil little robots who care for nobody but themselves. I don’t deny that there are some out there like this. But in defense of the large majority of darling cats who have been given a bad name due to the wicked few, I would like to tell you a story…
I am asthmatic. I’m not as bad as some; my asthma is generally well-controlled, and I don’t have much trouble with it on a daily basis. However, as all asthmatics know, getting sick becomes a nightmare. Even a small cold can turn into a days-long asthma attack, one that is very painful, and very annoying for me and those around me. The asthma cough sounds like an ill seal at best, or an angry moose with a nasal condition at worst. Y'all with asthma, and y'all with asthmatic friends, know exactly what I’m talking about. The bark. The hack. The Cough Heard Round The World. It’s painful, it’s loud, and it doesn’t stop. Even the rescue inhaler can only do so much to calm it. It just has to run its course with the cold.
Well, this week I caught the crud, and in the past few days it deteriorated into The Cough. Last night, I took some NyQuil to try and stave it off for as long as I could, just to try and get some sleep. That meant that for a few hours, I was cough-free. After that, I was still doped up enough to sleep through some of it. However, by 2am the sleep aid had worn off and The Cough woke me up. Since lying down makes it worse, and I didn’t want to wake my sister, I sneaked out of my bedroom into the living room, where I sat on the recliner and proceeded to hack up a lung while I waited for my next dose of NyQuil to kick in. That is when I noticed Simon.
Simon is a Russian Blue with a masterful resting-witch-face and an attitude to match. She (yes, she’s a girl, that’s another story) is old, fat, proprietary, and attitudinal. She isn’t shy about telling you when she is displeased, and does so with a loud shriek and some teeth or claws thrown in. She is convinced she owns the place, and owns all of us in turn. She is particular about where you can pet her, like most cats; and, like most cats, she loves her sleep and hates to be woken up.
And of course, my hacking woke her up.
Attempting to whisper an apology in between bouts of coughing, I noticed she was getting off her perch atop the chair nearby. She stretched, made a little squeaking sound, and trotted over to me.
I expected her to demand petting as payment for having woken her precious sleep, but she did not. Instead, this traditionally cranky dragon of a cat did something that amazed me.
She began to purr loudly, and sat herself directly on my aching chest. She kneaded my sternum softly, and nosed my chin as if to say, “I’ve got this, you sleep.” Even though I was still coughing, and bouncing her horridly in the process, she remained settled on my chest right above my diaphragm, purring loudly so that it vibrated through my ribs. I don’t know what magic spell she was chanting between her boat-like purrs, but within minutes my cough had subsided and I was able to sleep.
I didn’t wake up until about 4:30. When I did, it was to discover that my lap and chest were devoid of Simon’s presence, and I was coughing again. As I started coughing once more, I heard her familiar “I’m here” squeak from the area of the water dish. I heard some hurried lapping, and then her heavy gallop across the floor. She flumped onto my lap again, and resumed her purring and kneading. She had evidently been doing that for the past 2 hours, and had only left to get some water. Hydrated, she had returned to take care of me.
So yes, she has her share of evil, jerk-cat moments, but I can no longer pretend that Simon is entirely heartless. For that matter, I now refuse to believe that about any cat. Just because they act like a jerk doesn’t mean that they don’t love you.
So, fun fact. Scientists have not figured out why cats purr but one of the leading theories is that it helps stimulate the healing process because cats purr even when they are sick or hurt.
@rileyav
This legit made me tear up
Turns out we did figure out the purring. :)
http://ift.tt/2eIzj2e
“ Cats purr during both inhalation and exhalation with a consistent pattern and frequency between 25 and 150 Hertz. Various investigators have shown that sound frequencies in this range can improve bone density and promote healing. This association between the frequencies of cats’ purrs and improved healing of bones and muscles may provide help for some humans. “
So yep, quite literally the dragon-cat was actually helping. :)
