Tom felt that it was time to wake up; this sort of life might be romantic enough, in his blighted condition, but it was getting to have too little sentiment and too much distracting variety about it. So he thought over various plans for relief, and finally hit upon that of professing to be fond of Pain-killer. He asked for it so often that he became a nuisance, and his aunt ended by telling him to help himself and quit bothering her. If it had been Sid, she would have had no misgivings to alloy her delight; but since it was Tom, she watched the bottle clandestinely. She found that the medicine did really diminish, but it did not occur to her that the boy was mending the health of a crack in the sitting-room floor with it.

One day Tom was in the act of dosing the crack when his aunt's yellow cat came along, purring, eyeing the teaspoon avariciously, and begging for a taste. Tom said:

"Don't ask for it unless you want it, Peter."

But Peter signified that he did want it.

"You better make sure."

Peter was sure.

"Now you've asked for it, and I'll give it to you, because there ain't anything mean about me; but if you find you don't like it, you mustn't blame anybody but your own self."

Peter was agreeable. So Tom pried his mouth open and poured down the Pain-killer. Peter sprang a couple of yards in the air, and then delivered a war-whoop and set off round and round the room, banging against furniture, upsetting flower-pots, and making general havoc. Next he rose on his hind feet and pranced around, in a frenzy of enjoyment, with his head over his shoulder and his voice proclaiming his unappeasable happiness. Then he went tearing around the house again spreading chaos and destruction in his path. Aunt Polly entered in time to see him throw a few double summersets, deliver a final mighty hurrah, and sail through the open window, carrying the rest of the flower-pots with him. The old lady stood petrified with astonishment, peering over her glasses; Tom lay on the floor expiring with laughter.

"Tom, what on earth ails that cat?"

"I don't know, aunt," gasped the boy.

"Why, I never see anything like it. What did make him act so?"

"Deed I don't know, Aunt Polly; cats always act so when they're having a good time."

From The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain.

I recall first reading that passage when I was about eight and laughing so hard I could not catch my breath.

You better watch what you post about cats. Those cats know where you sleep, you know.
dc

The first is long gone, an old photo. He's still in the refrigerator, tho'. He was with me for more than 20 years, and he was full grown when I got him. I need to get a shovel and bury him, somewhere nice.
The gray one is one of two new ones.
dc

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Came home from work today to find out we are now cat owners!!! Wife went and got a kitten from a friend, pretty cute actually! I showed her this thread and she couldn't believe how many pages were in the thread,especially on a gun forum!

Is it a boy or a girl? Either way it's absolutely adorable!!!!

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Originally posted by blueshep:

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Came home from work today to find out we are now cat owners!!! Wife went and got a kitten from a friend, pretty cute actually! I showed her this thread and she couldn't believe how many pages were in the thread,especially on a gun forum!

That There is Speed Racer

Hahaha that is amazing

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Is it a boy or a girl? Either way it's absolutely adorable!!!!

It's a girl!6 weeks old.

She is precious blueshep.

I love it when they are that age, it doesn't last nearly long enough.

The hand that feeds him:

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Originally posted by blueshep:

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Originally posted by blueshep:
Came home from work today to find out we are now cat owners!!! Wife went and got a kitten from a friend, pretty cute actually! I showed her this thread and she couldn't believe how many pages were in the thread,especially on a gun forum!

That There is Speed Racer

Hahaha that is amazing

Wait, a cat that actually uses a pet bed?

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David, this kitty is beautiful! Was he/she a Himalayan? A Ragdoll?

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The hand that feeds him:

Our otherwise nice enough buddy will do that if I poke a finger out from under a cover. He calls it Kill the Hand.

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Originally posted by blueshep:
Came home from work today to find out we are now cat owners!!! Wife went and got a kitten from a friend, pretty cute actually! I showed her this thread and she couldn't believe how many pages were in the thread,especially on a gun forum!

That There is Speed Racer

Hahaha that is amazing

Wait, a cat that actually uses a pet bed?

She's just a baby, give her time and she'll take over everything else.

Matthew that is one cute kitten.
Jeff
He was a mix. A rescue by a girl who could not keep him. That was about 1992. So he was with me for more than 20 years.
That is not him on the computer screen.

The foreground is the newest one.
dc

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The hand that feeds him:

Our otherwise nice enough buddy will do that if I poke a finger out from under a cover. He calls it Kill the Hand.

My friend's siamese will roll over on her back for a tummy rub / neck scratch. Sometimes that's really what she wants, and other times you stick your hand down there and she attacks it. You never know which it's going to be until it's too late.

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My friend's siamese will roll over on her back for a tummy rub / neck scratch. Sometimes that's really what she wants, and other times you stick your hand down there and she attacks it. You never know which it's going to be until it's too late.

LOL. I have a cat that does the exact same thing. 50/50 chance you get to pet her.

This is my buddy Willy.
At times he follows me around like a puppy.

Freyja says this is my chair. Find your own.

I think this Cat video wins the internet!


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DWc8dUl7Xfo

D'awwww...Speed Racer is a cute kitten, blueshep.

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Wait, a cat that actually uses a pet bed?

Ours love pet beds. Sometimes they try to pack 20 pounds of cat into a 5 pound sack:


And sometimes they just do it wrong. (She likes to flip the bed upside down and sleep on the underside of the bed.)

If we fits...we sits.