The Dueling Arena

x-cetra:

sevdrag:

lifeofkj:

drunkencatladies:

The thrilling saga of There’s A Mouse Or Something In The Wall

Reblogging for Iapetus! These are my friend Sev’s cats. I’ve never met them, but she has excellent stories about them.

Obviously the best hunters.

BUT ARE THEY VEGETARIAN?

(In Sam’s youth, she was a mighty (confused) hunter, who would sit at the base of the patio wall, calling a morning dove bad names and wiggle wiggle wiggling her butt as if to pounce. She could never figure out what to do next.

Then, one summer’s day when I had left the sliding glass door open, I heard the mighty hunter rowr muffled in that special way which means a cat is carrying something in its mouth. Before I could dislodge the laptop and leap to my feet, my baby had sauntered in with a mouse-shaped object and dumped it proudly at my feet. It was… A pear leaf. A brown, dried pear leaf. For the rest of the year, she hunted the fearsome pear leaf, and my living room carpet always had strange decorations that were organic, but thankfully nothing like the squirrel tail trophies with which my childhood cat had festooned the wood rack.

My vegetarian hunter has now retired, and a quite sassy small brown bird likes to tease her from the tomato cage. To this day she still makes the “I’m going to eat you!” noise and wiggle-butt, but no bird was ever in less danger.

Thus I conclude my tale, so that you may see that your cats at least know enough to be INTERESTED in the sound of wall mice, whereas mine would not recognize the sound if it were three inches from her bed.)

buzzfeedceleb:

George Takei responds to fans of traditional marriage.

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auronlu:

halfsey:

my brOTP

YES.

“You know what they say about the leading man. He never dies.”
“I’d say you were more like… a supporting role.”
“Fran, please.”

Fran is the ideal fag hag.

(Source: pixie-nerd)