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Name: Kukl
Location: Unknown

You'd climb walls too if they had red wallpaper on them. Redecoration Kitty!

What makes Kukl so mean?

She climbs walls and bites the hands that feed her.

Photo submitted by: Myles

Name: Sam Osama
Location: Ohio

Go away, I’m hiding in my seekrit cave.

What makes Sam so mean?

At the vet’s we call him Sam, but his real name is Osama. Just his name should tell you he’s a mean kitty. We took him in as a kitten (for his own safety) after he kept tearing out screens at his former owner’s house and running across the street (like it’s a playground) to see our other cats. We soon realized what a little terrorist we had taken in. We’ve never had such a wild cat! There was really only one thing to name him. He’s grown from a little terrorist to a bigger, meaner terrorist. His increased size and strength only serve to facilitate his acts of terror, which include:

- Chewing and tearing the toilet paper off the roll.
- Chewing houseplants.
- Eating nameless hunks of crud off the floor.
- Jumping up on the mantle and knocking off whatever he pleases.
- Playing REAL rough. Picking fights with the other cats for the sheer hell of it.
- Eating off our plates.
- Attacking the vacuum cleaner like it’s just a big play toy. No fear.
- Joyously “helping” anyone who comes in to work on the house. Involving himself with loud heavy equipment. Climbing ladders. Fearless.
- Pulling down my tabletop Christmas tree two days in a row. Standing up on his hind legs and just SEIZING it. I finally took it to work to keep it from being destroyed. I’m afraid to get a big tree!
- Grabbing and attacking, with all 18 and the teeth too, any hand that reaches out to pet him (he defines this as play. I have scars.)
- Escaping out the door, running like hell from me, and disappearing. Damn good thing I have an ID tag on him. Some people on the next street, BEHIND his former house, called me one day last summer to say “We have your cat … that’s really his name?”
- Climbing screens. Still tearing out screens. He’s become a real expert! Damn good thing we have central air. Next summer, it’s window grilles!

Submitted by: Shari

Name: Jack
Location: Unknown

I'm actually mean coz I'm paid to be that way! I'm a mercenary kitty.

What makes Jack so mean?

Jack, the meanest cat ever, is a very arrogant cat, always biting and putting his claws on everybody and doesn’t like anyone except my mom, coz she’s the one who gives him the food. He’s only nice when he wants something, and when he doesn’t get what he wants, he will bite you until you say “enough”!

Usually, he sleeps all day long, but when the night comes, watch out, coz this cat has an attitude!

Photo submitted by: Naiah

Name: Bunky
Location: San Francisco

Feed me or you're kissing the floor, Food Slave.

What makes Bunky so mean?

Bunky can be nice kitty and he can be a mean, snotty kitty when he’s in a bad mood. For instance, he loves to sleep right next to me. If I move and wake him up, he’ll hiss and scratch! He’s very demanding about dinner and will nearly trip me if I don’t feed him right away when I get home from work.

Photo submitted by: Martha

Name: Aithinie
Location: WV

Hey, Pops, you'd be so proud of what I've accomplished on earth in this incarnation!

What makes Aithinie so mean?

My cat Aithinie is forcing to write this letter. I am at her mercy at all times except when I am at work where I make the money to pay for her goodies and home.

Aithinie is known to her human slaves as “The Demon, Spawn of Satan.” Quite a mouthful I know. This is the story of how Aithinie came to live with me in Princeton, West Virginia

Satan was growing bored down in (well you know) and decided that he wanted to go topside for a few hours. Not really giving any thought to the form he was assuming, he became a tomcat. Satan planned his surfacing poorly and ended up in the woods of SW Virginia. In his tomcat form he couldn’t help but notice a female cat in heat, and the rest was nature. Thus, the spawning of Aithinie. One day I happened upon this ad for kittens and I just had to have one (I still say it was a compulsion spell…OWWWW! Back to the story). I made the trip across state lines and I saw that there was a black runt that was a female. I thought it was the perfect match.

It was for Aithinie. She has claimed many human slaves, but tells me that I have the honor of calling myself the head of them. (As if cleaning the litterbox is an honor..Owww!) Aithinie is now over a year old and well established in her mansion where there is only one thing wrong and that is her arch enemy the degu Sean. Aithinie told me to state for the record, that it’s all my fault. Sean when let out of the cage to roam certain rooms tends to chase Aithinie around for hours in a very ungentlemanly like manner, but of course my mistress says, “What can you expect from a filthy rodent whose idea of a bath is rolling around in sand?”

That is the story of Aithinie and she tells me the typing is done, it’s time to prepare her royal meal.

Photo submitted by: Katie

Name: Paris
Location: The bathroom

Go outside and bathe in the hose, human. I'm busy in here.

What makes Paris so mean?

I got Paris an an animal shelter when she was three years old. When I took her home the first thing she did was crawl into the tub. Now it is her home, and she doesn’t like home invasions. You have to call her into the kitchen and ply her with treats in order to take a shower, but you’d better be quick!

Photo submitted by: April

NameL While You Were Out
Location: Where You Aren’t

Meankitty redecorating: curtains, for swinging. couches, for scratching. beds, for puking hairballs!

What makes WYWO so mean?

Although the silly human slave who submitted the picture couldn’t be bothered to supply this cat’s name or location, he has proved the cat belongs in the Meankitty Gallery by showing what “Blackie”, the “While You Were Out” kitty redecorating show host, has done to improve his view out the window.

Photo submitted by: Christopher Price

Name: Voodoo (2)
Location: Wales

Ah voo voo voo! Ah da da doo! Is all I want to say to you.

What makes Voo so mean?

As we say here in Wales, cats stop you doing things, like tying your shoelaces, vacuuming, making dinner, emailing, reading a book or newspaper. These are just some of the things Voo likes to “HELP” us to do; the list is endless.

When she decides she wants attention, you have to give it to her. Her meow sounds like she is constantly saying ME ME ME ME! When she’s not being a complete nutter in the house, she’s out in the garden terrorizing the local tomcats and my neighbour’s Golden Retriever, eating every bug in sight, and I’m sure she has depleted the local bird and squirrel population. We call her Evil because of her scary eyes which are bright jade green, but when she is really going nuts they seem to turn a strange sort of orange.

It’s hard to get her to stay still long enough to take a pic…this one is a fluke.

Photo submitted by: Carol-Anne

Name: Sabrina aka Bad Kitty
Location: WA State

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
http://www.wildcelticrose.net/badkitty/

Name: Neji Hyuuga (Neji)
Location: Yulee, FL

You lied! This doesn't taste at all like hair.

What makes Neji so mean?

It’s a little creepy cat if you wish. But I think he’s just my little ninja. Sometimes hhe looks so cute on the carpet, staring at you like a little angel. Yet at at bathtime he seems as if he is saying, “HEY! WHAT THE HECK! I DID NOT TELL YOU TO PUT ME IN THE DANG SINK!”

Then other times, when you least expect it, he sits under the rocking chair, waiting quietly until you come by. Out he comes, crashing into your leg and snapping up your hopeless feet until you go screaming into the bathroom to get a bandaid. Lastly, he LOVES to eat hair and especially scratch your eyes.

Photo submitted by: Kate