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Archive for the 'Wild Things' Category

Pre-Friday Beast Blogging: The Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner? Edition

Posted by scott on August 16th, 2010

I assume this is some kind of sleazy peep show that caters to cats.  Wonder where you insert the quarters…

Photo of Tora (foreground) and Bushy-Tailed Guest courtesy of our good friend D.Sidhe.

Post-Friday Beast Blogging: The Opposite Sex Cats Edition

Posted by scott on August 14th, 2010

Female, male…Can they get along, without driving each other crazy?

Riley:

“Guns don’t kill people — looks kill people.  Fortunately for you, I have my eyes set on Stun.”

Moondoggie:

“You ever have one of those days where you just can’t get the Old Spice theme out of your head…?”

Post-Friday Beast Blogging: The Dr. Tongue’s 3D House of Cats Edition

Posted by scott on August 7th, 2010


Moondoggie: Rawr.  I’m attacking you.

Rawr.

Okay.  I’m spent.

Riley: Pretty scary, huh?  This is what Night of the Lepus would’ve been like in 3-D.  Yes…The only unlucky rabbit’s foot is the one that’s coming right at your face!

Okay, I’m just going to warn you…this one’s gonna get weird.

So the day started out normal, with Moondoggie splayed and unconscious in my chair….

Mary thought he looked cute, as usual, and snapped a couple of photos.  But Riley, who disdains the camera, but craves the spotlight, would not be ignored, and leaped into the frame.

“Do your worst, insolent shutterbug!”

And this is where it got strange…

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Post-Post-Friday Beast Blogging: The “Daddy’s Got A New Toy” Edition

Posted by scott on July 19th, 2010

Just playing around with ImageWell, since I no longer have Photoshop on this computer.

And what, you may be asking, can one do to make a Moondoggie picture more awesome?  As it turns out, nothing — just get the hell out of his way.

Post-Friday Beast Blogging: The Copy Cats Edition

Posted by scott on July 17th, 2010

RILEY: You wanna know why I’m so lucky?  This is why…

…Double Rabbit Feet.  All the way.

MOONDOGGIE: You wanna see my Tyrannosaurus Rex impression?

…there ya go.

Bonus Cute Overload Action:

If you happen to be a resident of our vigorous Western United States (okay, Utah), you could take this, or an equally cute kitteh or doggeh off s.z.’s hands by contacting the fine folks at Four Paws Rescue.

The Cat Report

Posted by s.z. on July 13th, 2010

It’s been a busy time in pet rescue, so I really want to thank Scott for making my girlish dreams come true by staking Bill O’Reilly’s column. His post regarding Bertie Wooster’s stupider brother’s latest offering was equally enchanting.

So, Scott, here’s what I did in your honor these past few days:

Saturday: Adopted out two cats at the weekly pet adoption event at Petsmart. Took in an 11-year-old cat whose owner had died after the owner’s daughter found out that the cat was sending her to the hospital with asthma attacks. The cat was pretty mellow, so I left her in one of the empty cages at Petsmart and put one of my foster cats in the other empty cage. So, I’m down one in net cat worth.

Sunday: Made up for all the cleaning I didn’t do Saturday while at Petsmart. Took in a 3-month-old kitten who had been given to some students as a wedding present after her owners were threatened with eviction for having a pet. So, cat net worth is now the same as before.

Monday: Was called by a woman who found a 6-week-old kitten in a field near her home. Told her we were full and to call the municipal shelter. She said that she already had, and they were full and so it would be euthanized. So, took the kitten and put it with the two I’ve been bottle feeding (a pure white boy and a white girl with tan and black on her head) Later was called by somebody on vacation who found 6 little kittens in their RV (apparently the mother cat had moved her kittens to the RV before they left home, and the people didn’t notice until they were here, 10 hours away). Said I would take the kittens. Turns out that the kittens are about 5 weeks old, but happy to eat canned cat food mixed with KMR. 3 are Siamese-esqe, 1 is white and tan, 1 is black and white, and 1 is black. My net cat worth is now up 7, and soon I will corner the market on kittens!!!

I’ll post photos as soon as I get to it. I did have to buy a new mouse after a cat chewed up my old one (yeah, cats are not into figurative naming), so I am wary about introducing them to any other electronic devices, but I need to take pictures now, while the kittens are cute and adorable and not yet evil.

Oh, and Lacey is still a big pain and the rest of the cats are still destroying all I hold dear. And that’s the report for this week.

Post-Friday Beast Blogging: The Sci-Fi Home Movie Edition

Posted by scott on July 4th, 2010

Riley:


“Huh.  The neighbor kid’s being abducted by aliens.”

Moondoggie:

“Is she still staring at me?  She’s still staring at me, isn’t she?  She’s been trying to make my brain explode all morning — but I outsmarted her, ’cause I hid it.”

Riley:

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“I don’t get it…Why are they talking during the movie?”

And Moondoggie:

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“I’m trying to be noir, but I can’t seem to get past beige…”

Post-Friday Beast Blogging: The Motion Picture Edition

Posted by scott on June 18th, 2010

As a small — very small — token of gratitude to the many wonderful World O’ Crap readers who’ve responded to the Beg-A-Thon this week, we wanted to offer up something a little different: our first ever Beast Blogging Multimedia Spectacular.

If you’ve been following the weekly photo series, then you probably know Riley and Moondoggie pretty well. She’s an aspiring supervillain, full of disdain and world-beating ambition, while he’s a laid back dude without a mean bone in his body or a thought in his head. But what you probably don’t know is that Riley is also an extraordinary deviant, and among her milder perversions is a fetish for wearing Mary’s clothes (which I suppose makes her a sort of transpecies transvestite).

Now, generally speaking, Mary doesn’t mind sharing her wardrobe with a girlfriend (unless Riley stretches her sweater, or pits it out), but for Riley this isn’t simply a fashion statement, it’s a kind of circus act — a daring and death-defying display of nerve, agility, and cunning intelligence in the manner of Houdini. Therefore, we ask that you please direct your attention to the center ring, where The Amazing Riley will escape from Mary’s shirt before your very eyes!

Click for larger version.