Archive for September, 2012

Gallery: Dolly from Australia

Friday, September 28th, 2012

Name: Dolly
Location: Australia

Dolly is a meankitty

Yes, I AM stunningly beautiful. Emphasis on STUN, which is what I will do to you if you do not worship me.

What makes Dolly so mean?

This is Dolly. A stunningly beautiful cat with many personalities, Dolly picks and chooses who she wants to tolerate in her life. At 12 years of age, she has no tolerance left for the youngest child, who spent the most part of her childhood trying to steal cuddles from her, and is still trying now at the age of 20.

Dolly is mean enough to be in jail

I dished out the scratches, kicks and bites, and all I got was thrown into kitty jail.

Dolly is not afraid to dish out the scratches, kicks, bites and hisses to those who she thinks is deserving of them. She does, however, reveal the smooch when she wants to be fed, and to those who talk to her in a high pitch but don’t touch – eg. the fiance of the older brother. This can change in the blink of an eye though, and next thing you know you’ve got teeth in your calf.

Dolly is a meankitty

Sing Phantom of the Opera NAOW or I will bite you!

As soon as Dolly sees any other cat, she growls, hisses and moans as if it’s repulsive that she is not the only one of her species to exist. It seems the only thing to pull her out of her furious episodes is singing/screeching in a high pitch at her: Phantom of the Opera is a favourite. Beware the Doll.

Submitted by: Eden

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Gallery: Sunny

Thursday, September 27th, 2012

Name: Sunny
Location: New Zealand

Sunny is a meankitty

Like Frank Herbert said, “The blood must flow.” Wait, was that spice? Then he was wrong, because it’s blood.

What makes Sunny so mean?

This is my evil cat Sunny. I first met him 12 years ago as a large kitten who was very keen to escape the animal shelter he had been taken to after being found wandering the streets. At our first meeting, he smooched and cuddled and convinced me he was a nice cat. That was evidently all a ploy to “get out of jail” as it was the last time he was ever sweet!

He rules his adopted feline family of two placid ginger brothers and two georgeous tabby sisters with a paw of iron. What Sunny says goes – they live in fear and trepidation of an attack from him. He treats us all with contempt. He loves to sit on humans for warmth, but one wrong move from his victims and blood inevitably flows. We all have scars to show from our various encounters with “Sunny cat”. The whole family (including cats) now have very fast reflexes. We know it’s in our interests to remove body parts from his reach very quickly. He’s the smartest cat I ever met and why shouldn’t such a good looking boy be able to control his entire kingdom?

Submitted by: Robyne

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A Poem about Big Fat D

Tuesday, September 18th, 2012

This link is to a really crappy poem is on TS’s and my blog: http://blog.jodywallace.com/2012/09/a-jaunty-poem-and-accompanying.html

Yeah, we need to upload some new cats!  But not this guy. He’s an asshole:

The neighborhood cat near Meankitty's house

Jerk cat. Thinks he can lounge on MY porch.

Meankitty

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