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  1. 1 year ago

    Hakunah Mattata (that means TGIF, right?)

    Hakunah Mattata (that means TGIF, right?)

    (via bobberens)

  2. 1 year ago

    catasters: Bless you!!!

    catasters:

    Bless you!!!

  3. 1 year ago

    If you happen to be in Cape Town, stop by Kali-Katz Kattery

  4. 1 year ago

    Me-OUCH! Break me off a piece of that!

    Bikini season is only five months away!

    via.

  5. 1 year ago

    To infinity and beyond

    via.

  6. 1 year ago

    At midnight’s stroke,
    On the first Christmas, half the world awoke.
    Then out of nest and lair
    Came thronging to Bethlehem the wordless folk;
    Hurried the beasts of the forest, the birds of the air,
    To pay the Lord their homage and His due.

    And Cat came, too,
    Mincing on delicate feet to see the Child.
    But being shy and wild,
    Approached no nearer than the hearth; lay dumb
    And distant there.
    While the rest knelt in praise,
    The Cat by too much glory overcome
    Could not withdraw her gaze
    From the Nativity; could only stare
    Through slitted eyes as things of fur and feather
    (The deer beside the lion, the pheasant, the hare
    Safe in the fox’s paws) bent down together.
    Although their anthems lifted all around,
    She, in her throat, made only a trembling sound
    And could not bow her head.

    Yet as the morning dawned
    And one by one the other creatures fled
    Each to his habitat—
    The eagle to his crag and to his pond
    The otter—only Cat
    Remained beside the dying fire, unable
    To quit the place that was both Crib and Stable.

    Then Mary spoke aloud.
    “Dear Cat,” she said, “dear, stiff-necked, proud
    And obstinate beast, I bless you. From this hour
    Leave wilderness behind you.
    Because you stayed, though none shall have the power
    To call you servant, yet the hearth shall bind you
    Forever to itself. Both fond and free,
    Wherever Man is, you shall also be.
    And many a family
    Will smile to hear you singing (where you settle)
    Household hosannahs like a pulsing kettle.”

    Some winter night
    Observe Cat now. Her eyes will suddenly gleam
    Yellow against the light,
    Her body shudder in a jungle dream,
    Her claws unsheath their sharpness. She remembers
    Old times, old barbarous customs, old Decembers
    Before she called the tribes of Man her friends.
    But the dream ends.
    Then, reassured, she curls herself along
    The floor and hums her cool, domestic song.

    pawetry

    legend of the cat

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    keyboard cat

  7. 1 year ago

    Via.

    Via.

    four eyes

    cat art

    stoned

  8. 1 year ago

    Have a safe journey this Thanksgiving!

    Have a safe journey this Thanksgiving!

    cats on-the-go

    overtheriverandthroughthewoods

    road trip!

  9. 1 year ago

    gym-cat-sics

    behind the iron cat-tain

    purr-fect 10

    pickles? what?

  10. 1 year ago

    Tea Time!

    please visit!

    cat-ffeine

    cataphernalia

    trippn kittnz

    omg plz let this trip end soon