Archive for the ‘Cats’ Category

Gallery: Boo

Monday, March 13th, 2017

Name: Boo
Location: Haunted House


I don't want to kill you, just rough you up a little. You've been bad.

What makes Boo so mean?

He attacks for no reason. He looks at you and you realize he will kill you if he can. Look out!

Photo submitted by: Tim


Gallery: Sterling & Silver

Saturday, March 11th, 2017

Names: Sterling & Silver
Location: Land of Bast

Sterling and Silver Perry

We've been practicing our tag team slams and headlocks. Wanna wrestle?

What makes Sterling and Silver so mean?

Years ago in the land of Bast, a human slave lost Beowulf, a cranky and reclusive Siamese mix. The girl human slave cried and cried, every day for a YEAR, a lifetime. The boy human slave begged her to find new mistresses (this is where the story gets good), so enter US, Silver Belle Beaute on the left and Sterling Versailles on the right – meankitty queens of all, and baby, it is GOOD to be queen!

The slaves took this picture of us when we first moved to our Perrydom kingdom from the Siamese Rescue at 4 months. Yes, we are gorgeous. Yes we are soft as the finest silk. Yes our eyes are bluer than bluebells (thanks Bast we didn’t get stuck w that name, right?). They thought us sweet and adorable, but we soon showed them whose boss, with our adorable, shy baby kitty aka meankitty ways.

Our preferred activity is Wrestle mania. One of us waits from a secret ledge atop the tallest couch, and we FLY through the air, to surprise land on each other like a SUMO wrestler, and then roll around and around and around in a blur of grey and white…oh, I’m dizzy, stop you little P*&)(*&^^$&%(^^(!

Back to Wrestle mania. Sometimes, when we grudgingly give the 2 slaves time for bleary eyed coffee, we circle each other, ears pinned back, posturing to show who is the biggest fluffiest bad ass of Perrydom, where we reside, and BAM! One of leaps on the other like a SUMO wrestler…wait, I told this part.

The other fun things we do, simple because we are meankitties: we love to dive bomb Sophie the black mix calico and Indigo, the British short hair. Chasing the other 3 up and down the stairs like a herd of elephants and back down. Sitting on our back legs like meerkat and boxing each other like a kangaroo.

We also like to dive bomb the slaves too, since they always squeak with such surprise and outrage. Particularly from the tall chest behind the bed, where we lurk until 2 am and then drop down on unsuspecting, sleeping slaves around 3 am. This never falls to highly entertain, since there is always much squawking, arm waving, gesturing and lights on, so then we can really play on the bed with them.

We enjoy seeing our domain from new heights, like last week when I got stuck on top of the kitchen cabinets and couldn’t get down – they are Himalaya high. Girl slave had to get a ladder to retrieve me, funny!

Also entertainment: treat time, when our Royalness gets soft squishy treats, oh my! Flying fish toy with the pole, though we have managed to mangle them into Hades and beyond. We are on the 5th one this year, so far. Anything with feathers, including Girl Slaves beautiful hat from Cat land of Ireland with feathers – now a mangled sopping heap when she went downstairs and left it upstairs alone – for our feast. I have never seen such hopping and arm waving as that day.

We’ll share more of the trials and travails of Perrydom when we have time to do so again, adieu for now, meankitty audience.

Photos submitted by: Starr and Mike Perry


Gallery: Bagheera

Friday, March 10th, 2017

Name: Bagheera
Location: Louisville, KY


Hold still, I missed a spot! Of your skin.

What makes Bagheera so mean?

Bagheera has always been a feisty little tike, and growing up with a huge, 120 pound, rough playing German Shepherd did NOT help. He never played with other, more “chill” cats (aka “regular” cats) so even now that he’s older, Bagheera is used to the thick skinned dog he rough housed with before….which means my not-so-tough skin is sometimes in pieces.

Sometimes it’s to intentionally hurt you, but mostly the boy just plays too hard and gets people hurt. He especially likes to stalk you around corners, attack your ankles (which usually leaves you fallen on the floor) with both teeth AND claws, then speeds away as fast as possible to hide under the bed where you can’t catch him to wring his neck!!! Unfortunately, his mother (myself) can’t help but be obsessed with the little thing for whatever reason, not even I can figure it out. His nickname to everyone else is “Crack Kitty” because his eyes get so huge and crazy looking, and that’s when you know to run away.

Photo submitted by: Rebekah


Gallery: Marley (2)

Thursday, March 9th, 2017

Name: Marley (2)
Location: Melbourne, AU


Payment for services rendered isn't the same as burglary. I earn money for being so AWESOME.

Marley came to live with us when he was a tiny ginger beige kitten. Now he is not tiny. He is mean because he

– Ruthlessy stalks and attacks Harry, who is 4 times bigger (Norwegians are one of the biggest breed of cats) and makes Harry cry.
– He plays violent games in his cat scratching post tunnel ( we call it Ultraviolence) where he likes to be patted whilst he is savaging your hands and drawing blood.
– Insisits on being carried around LIKE A BIG BABY until he is in the TUNNEL OF DEATH and then purrs hysterically whilst mutilating any of your available body parts (while you are patting him).
– will only use the cat box to go to the loo, he runs in from outside to go in the catbox.
-lets you know when one of his toys is under a couch/divan etc. and then waits for you to retrieve it and then ignores you.
-wakes me up half an hour before my 5.50 am alarm goes off EVERY DAY
-steals paper money if it is left lying around, my daughter was wondering what happened to 20 bucks for a whole week, when I saw him run off with a 10 dollar note!! Sure enough, the 20 from the week before was under a couch!! CAT BURGLER!!!!!!
-has sharp fangs and knows how to use them
-knocks over drinks on the coffee table at random
-looks extremely cute and innocent, which is mind games!!!
Beautiful, Naughty Orange Kitteh!!!!

Photo submitted by: Jemima and Veronica


Gallery: Marley

Wednesday, March 8th, 2017

Name: Marley
Location: Elmo’s Loving Embrace

Marley Kitty

To Whom It May Concern: This shot was totally posed. They paid me in tuna and belly rubbins.

What makes Marley so mean?

If she can’t have her Elmo, she doesn’t want any part of you. Spoiled, spoiled, spoiled! Never wake this cat up from a nap or she will go for your throat.

Photo submitted by: Danielle


Gallery: Glenn

Tuesday, March 7th, 2017

Name: Glenn
Location: Unknown

Glenn the 1

I'm not mean, I'm an armchair antimacatser!

What makes Glenn so mean?

Seeing your site convinced me our ultramean Glenn deserves a special place on it. See for yourself, that look on his face… Actually, he’s a complete coward, but always trying to hide it by looking tough and dangerous. And by using claws and teeth at most unexpected moments of course.

Photo submitted by: Myriam


Gallery: Sabrina (2)

Tuesday, March 7th, 2017

Name: Sabrina aka Bad Kitty
Location: WA State

Sabrina is mean

I earned my degree in Advanced Skin Shredding at the SOHC Institute for Meankitties.

What makes Sabrina so mean?

My human slave had to write this for me, since I don’t have opposable thumbs and my midnight typing forays do not always result in something that can be read. If we had opposable thumbs we could do away with humans and work the can opener by ourselves.

But I digress. I am Sabrina, aka “Bad Kitty”. I don’t know that I would say that I’m “mean”; I just rule my house with an iron paw. I might occasionally snuggle and purr, but that’s when I want attention. Refusal to do my bidding, playing with me incorrectly, or ignoring me will result in a severe shredding of the skin on your ankles as I leap out at you from the darkened recesses of the living room. NO HUMAN IS SAFE .

Photo submitted by: Lisa


Gallery: Hannah

Monday, March 6th, 2017

Name: Hannah
Location: Houston, TX

Hannah the mean

No point in doing it in your sleep....I'll wait until you're awake and vulnerable, so I can enjoy it!

What makes Hannah so mean?

This is my in-laws’ cat Hannah. She was found abandoned by my mother in law a couple of years ago. Even though she grew up their house, she is still a ferocious, wild cat. The only two people who can touch her are my in-laws. One time she rubbed up against my wife, only because the cat thought she was my mother-in-law. The next visit, my wife tried to pet her only to be hissed at and scratched.

When I stare at her, she gives me this evil look like she plans to kill me in my sleep.

Photo submitted by: Jason


Gallery: Glenn (2)

Monday, March 6th, 2017

Name: Glenn (2)
Location: NJ

Glenn the Houdini Cat

Mmmmm! Tastes like chicken poop!

What makes Glenn so mean?

Glenn, a Russian Blue, was a gift to me from my husband when I moved to Israel to be with him, but we’ve since come back to the U.S. and currently reside in New Jersey. When Glenn was a baby in Israel, he used to sneak out and terrorize our neighbor’s chickens. He’d come back covered in chicken poop and I’d have to give him a bath. If we left the house and didn’t separate him and our dog, Punto, we’d come back to find little streaks of blood all over the wall because Glenn had attacked the poor dog’s tail until it bled.

When we decided to come back to the States, of course we weren’t going to leave our animals behind, so we got their papers in order, and we were instructed by the vet to give them sedatives for the 9 hour flight from Israel to Newark, New Jersey. Well, a mere cat carrier is no match for our meankitty, and somehow he escaped enroute to the airplane! When we were on the tarmak, boarding the plane with the rest of the passengers, we asked one of the officials about our animals and they said, “Are you the ones with the cat? He escaped and ran over that way, they’re looking for him now.” Then she pointed about a mile down the way to some hangars. Long story short, we wouldn’t get on the plane without Glenn, and they wouldnt take our luggage off because in Israel that’s against regulations, so my husband went off with some airport workers and searched for Glenn. Eventually he found him hiding under some crates. We got him back in his carrier, which by then the airport workers had taped all up and down, and onto the plane and we boarded. We delayed a plane full of people for 2 hours. Oh, the glares we got when we finally got on the plane.

Glenn Again

I could have delayed that plane for 4 hours, but I got bored of the hangar.

He pees on things when he’s mad, is grumpy and reclusive and the only human he semi-tolerates is me. Recently we got a new kitten and it’s gone pretty well, but Glenn loves to make sure little Remmy knows exactly who’s boss of this mob.

Photos submitted by: Elizabeth B.


Gallery: Leah

Sunday, March 5th, 2017

Name: Leah
Location: San Diego, CA

Leah is mean

My belly clock says "tuna treats, ding ding ding ding ding!"

What makes Leah so mean?

Leah is a sweet girl when it comes to food and pets. Sadly, when you stop petting her, all hell breaks loose. Leah (or Nonny, her nickname) will lash out with her superpower teeth and cause superb pain in your hand.

She can meow for hours on end for food, and she will eat it, of course, but then her stomach says no and she hacks the dinner back up. Leah has her belly time clock. Strictly at 6:00am, 2:00pm, and 8:00pm, she needs to be fed. If not, if you’re laying in bed, she will chew on your hair, bite your toes, and or sit on your stomach. Leah is a beautiful fatling, but her attitude makes up for the smarts.

Photo submitted by: Sara F.