This is Freddy and he is a fierce, furry handful. Not satisfied with dry kibble and fresh water, catnip, a selection of toys that would be the envy of kindergartens, and squeezing in a good 20 hours of sleep each day, Freddy MUST have his Whiskas Temptations treats.
MUST as in “your skin will hang in ribbons because you held the snack too high above his head” kind of must.
A MUST that can only be satisfied with crunchy little squares of mystery meatish ingredients that doesn’t explain why the heck this cat could possibly love them so much.
Seriously, have you read the ingredients? I tried giving him pieces of chicken breast. Nope. I offered yummy little strips of salmon jerky. Forget it. I even tried some healthy little crunchy heart shape meaty snacks. Go away. All of these other treats had ingredients I could gather from my fridge, freezer and pantry.
But nooooooo. Freddy the house panther wants Whiskas Temptations Now!!!
Bonus slow motion cat tongue at the end because cat tongues are wondrous.
Video was shot with my GoPro Hero 2 on a very cheap tripod. I recently drilled a hole into an extra GoPro Hero 2 case to make room to add an external microphone. So cheap, so so cheap microphone!
Freddy is my mom’s cat and she tells me all the time how ferocious he is. She claims he bites, scratches, and generally mauls her several times a day. What mom doesn’t say is how she loves to tease and tickle him until he responds with many bites and those swell kangaroo cat kicks. Ouch, but I can’t offer up much sympathy since she provokes it and actually enjoys the rough play. Fortunately so does Freddy.
Now, I’ve never experienced this from Freddy. When I come over it’s love and kisses and he curls up on my lap for a nap and cuddles. He is incredibly friendly and loves having his head rubbed and kissed. We get along just fine.
Several weeks ago I visited my mom and the cats (she also has a rather cranky Tabby named Belle who hates my very existence). My mom decided to rough house with Freddy while I snapped away.
I’m going to print this photo and frame it for my mom.
I had a great day with Tracy wandering about Kensington Market yesterday. We managed a quick catch up on 20 years of missed experiences, had lunch, pie, and took photos of a car filled with plants and dirt and a couple of cats. We both posted photos to our Facebook pages and the conclusion I’ve come up with is we are still the same nutjobs we were in grade 8. Happy day!
It was a gorgeous day and Kensington Market had loads of people shopping and sightseeing. We visited a bike store (because I have a bike addiction), store that sold hats and purses (because Tracy has a purse addiction), Courage My Love to try on my hats and 1940s style gloves (and I tried on a lucha libre wrestling mask. It was surprisingly comfortable), a chocolate store (both of us are addicted) and then we settled with a couple of slices of pie on the patio of Wanda’s Pie in the Sky.
A really good use for a car
Bubbles! Gotta love bubbles!
I had the chocolate pecan pie, Tracy had the mango cheesecake.
The pies never had a chance.
Cats are great sunworshippers. I can watch them for hours.
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50 People have visited vingada.com today! The most people in one day! Wow!!
One thing I noticed in the “Search Engine Terms” listing, y’all have an obsession with cats and gelatin salad. Me too! Preferably in separate bowls, please. Also, many people do click on my blog links especially http://www.cuteoverload.com and http://www.icanhascheezburger.com. That’s great! These are two of my favourite sites. The people running them are hilarious and always find the best cat pictures. I should be so hard working.
The only search engine term I didn’t understand (and I don’t want to, I think) is “hamster cake”. Ewww! I hope this is a line of cute Japanese manga or anime characters because I really don’t think hamsters belong in a cake. Maybe given a nice cake-like treat, but definitely not actually baked in one. If you or someone you know wants to include hamster in a cake recipe, please, drop the nice hammy and call PETA. They will talk you out of it.
Anyway, thanks for visiting vingada.com! I have a bunch of photos I need to upload but have been lazier than a cat since Christmas. I’ll get to those very soon. Hopefully I can include some cats and jello and possibly even hamster pictures to my flickr account. This year I plan on including more of my bike commuting adventures in Toronto. I hope to even have a road trip! Ooooh! I’ll bring my camera and band-aids.
moar funny pictures
I’ve seen this phenomenon many times. It’s a miracle that always makes me cry a little bit.
The SBC and I had a great, restful, and quiet Christmas Day. We packed up a picnic lunch and ate it in Starbucks (King and Yonge), walked west to Queen and Spadina to visit Queen Video (it was closed. It’s been open on other Christmas Days. But I can’t blame them for closing and having a nice retail free Christmas.). I took a handful of pictures (see Flickr), and we walked up Spadina. Chinatown Centre was open! And crazy busy! We wondered around for an hour until we got hungry. We continued up Spadina Avenue to Swatow north of Dundas. We passed a bunch of open shops and restaurants. I think I know what we are doing next Christmas! Helllloooo Furama! (Bakery cafe just north of the Chinatown Centre. Mmmmm, donuts.)
When we got home I fooled around with Comic Life on my Macbook Pro. I’ve had this laptop for a year but have never tinkered with Comic Life. The app gives you a choice of comic layouts, then you choose your photos, add text bubbles, and then export to iPhoto. This is my first try.
Now there is only New Year’s left of the Holidays. Yeah!
I have been as good as I possibly can. I know, I know. I could do better, but then I wouldn’t get to eat as much chocolate or pinch as many attractive backsides.
But, I hope you will accept my foibles and send me everything on my list. So not to overwhelm you or your talented elves, I shall give you an item a day until Christmas. If you send me everything on my Christmas list, I will tell everyone you truly exist, and make them bow down to your glory.
Here is my first item. I’d like an Ashera cat.
This kitty is first on my list because I really really really need a 30lb part wild cat.I mean, look at that face! Doesn’t it just scream “Snorgles!”
Okay, the kitty is saying “Hand over all of the tuna, or the couch gets it!”
But regardless, I can give this cat loads of love. I can walk him on a leash. And I don’t have the asking price of $22,000, so I need your assistance, Santa.
C’mon, do a woman a favour, and send me this cat. I have organic catnip waiting under the tree!