Saturday, September 23, 2006 | By: Dusty Taylor

Sat. Mammal Blogging

In honor of football season we use one that the entire internet has seen.....


Once again its that time..to post some animal pics so I get out of thinking..its a heavy sports day folks..football, baseball, beating someone's ass in fantasy playoffs..so enjoy the cats in strange ass places..

8 people gave us their .02 cents:

black dog said...

You beat me on the silly cat photo. I was going to post a pic of my kitty wearing a beret but got lazy and didnt do it.

dusty said...

lol..well you beat me on the name that tune thingy :)

Al Swearengen said...

This kicks ass! I've got to get some pics of my little girl up...actually,

Check these out:

http://deadissue.com/archives/2006/03/20/she-wasan-am-er-i-can-girl/

That's Cleo - - - she's been on a diet for a while now, but I love that pic...going to find one more you should see:

http://deadissue.com/archives/2005/07/17/family-pictures/

Scroll to the bottom of that post, bottom pic is Cleo's pretty face

Al Swearengen said...

http://deadissue.com/archives/2005/11/03/new-pics-of-the-babies/

OK, one more...scroll to the bottom of this post and you've got Heather's belly w/ Max and Sam inside, her hands, my hand and cleo's hand...and then Cleo w/ one of the hospital hats on...

We're "cat people" aren't we...I love it!

dusty said...

Its funny Al, but I never was a cat person till I moved here and started watching the feral cats living in our backyard. Then I started rescuing the babies when the mothers would abandon the sick ones..now, I love them more than my dogs I think...no..I know I do. The dogs are happy with either me or the old man..the cats..its me or nothing.

Joe Erjavec said...

Awww, those are very cute pictures, Dusty.

It took me a while to appreciate the magic which is cathood, but I'm glad I do now. :)

Al Swearengen said...

That's how it starts for a lot of people...their natural instincts take over and in no time they've got a hold of your heart and never let go.

An old roomate of mine adopted his cats in the same exact way, and he was someone you'd never figure to be a "cat person" either. Shelby was the female's name and he didn't know anything about having a cat...so she found ways through the beat up old house to get into the basement and out of a hole to the outside...girl would disappear for a few days and come back home, have a litter, and we'd find homes for them. Luckily for me he got serious with a girlfriend who moved in and took over those duties, and eventually they had her spayed. He's got three now I think.

They've got ways of getting down into the duct system and instinctively finding their way outside. Very old house he bought a few years back, and the basement is the type that makes me think of the Blair Witch Project, so I went down there twice at the most while I lived there...in fact, I left a good tent down there and forgot to pick it up...anyways, if they got out I'd help chase them down (never worked), but otherwise I was pretty useless when it came to that.

Good trick I found out when it comes to catching and caring for strays is to cut a hole in the top of a sturdy plastic trash can, lining the inside with blankets, leaving food and water in there, then installing a door that only swings one way.

Tidbit of semi-useless knowledge for anyone looking to capture that poor kitty missing one leg you see in the winter running away all the time.

dusty said...

why thank you al. I will have to try that when I think the recent bunch outside are old enough to spay or neuter. I am tired of falling for them and then they disappear :(