![]() 06/23/2015 at 00:03 • Filed to: Catlopnik | ![]() | ![]() |
![]() 06/23/2015 at 00:11 |
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You chose cats, and you chose poorly .
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It takes a lot of energy and effort to go up and down stairs
![]() 06/23/2015 at 00:20 |
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I bet he/she doesn’t even pay rent.
![]() 06/23/2015 at 00:26 |
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Dis cat gon have to earn his keep, maybe he can get off his fat ass and catch some of them mouse mofuckas
![]() 06/23/2015 at 00:31 |
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I don't like cats
![]() 06/23/2015 at 01:05 |
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She.
![]() 06/23/2015 at 01:05 |
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What a dick.
![]() 06/23/2015 at 09:08 |
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I was sitting on the front patio last night, chatting with the wife, when our cat nonchalantly walks up to us with a - still live - bird in his mouth
It’s alright that our cat is a serial killer, and I’m glad he keeps the mice and such at bay, but damn I don’t need to see that shit
![]() 06/23/2015 at 14:00 |
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Cats love that shit, and they love to show you what they caught. I can’t tell you the amount of times our old cat used to leave us chipmunks, blue jays and squirrels.
![]() 06/23/2015 at 14:20 |
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My wife calls ‘em “murder presents”. I was cleaning up the area around my project car and found another victim - a dessicated squirrel - right next to the door :\
![]() 06/23/2015 at 14:33 |
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Probably the freakiest “murder present" (great word by the way) was form my current cat. She was jumping all over me one night. I figured she was just bored and wanted to play, and since I was the only one in the house I was who she wanted to play with. When I woke up the next morning there was a dead mouse she had brought into the bed that was laying right next to my head.
![]() 06/23/2015 at 14:43 |
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That’s some straight-up Godfather shit right there.
![]() 06/23/2015 at 14:45 |
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Yeah, I looked at my cat a little bit differently after that for a while. lol
![]() 06/23/2015 at 14:52 |
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My old cat was the fucking master- the resident front yard velociraptor