Posts Tagged ‘R’
Monday, January 20th, 2014
I'm doing kitty yoga, stretching myself out like spaghetti, the better to reach your flesh!
What makes Rainey so mean?
I have to tell you about Rainey. I adopted her from the Humane Society. She seemed so sweet and lovable until I got her home. It’s like she was a con artist.
As soon as we got home, her second personality emerged. She will not let you pet her. She bullies my other cat and puppy, biting them every chance she gets. She randomly attacks me when I walk by as well!
Photo submitted by: Candy
Saturday, March 2nd, 2013
You do realize the vacuum houses evil spirits, right? Right? Stupid humans.
What makes Rabbit so mean?
Rabbit is a 4 year old Devon Rex cat who likes to attack bare feet, especially as they climb out of bed in the morning. He runs up curtains, sharpens his claws on every single piece of furniture we own, and steals food from our plates at every opportunity he gets. He has 3 brothers whom he frequently beats up, and if we dare to get the vacuum out he runs hissing and spitting straight at it. He also insists on sitting on the computer monitor and batting the cursor with his paw. He does not agree with any of the other cats sitting on his mum’s knee and promptly pushes them off.
Photo submitted by: Karen
Wednesday, December 19th, 2012
Yeah, I’m a peeping tom. I’m a peeing tom, too. What of it?
What makes Robin so mean?
Me and my cat, which now is 2 years old, lives in Norway, cold but lots of countryside nature, where my cat loves sneaking around scaring people or make them wow cuz he looks like a little leopard and has a beautiful silk Bengal coat.
Do I wow you or what?
His name is Rampete Robin which translated means horrid Henry as in the children’s books, and he really lives up to his name. He can scare a big dog with his mrrr sound when his angry, or bite you if you don’t rub his cheek and chin as long as he wants. He loves drinking from the sink or bathtub but hates the toilet after he fell into it. He bounced up pretty fast and smelled like a toilet.
Once he got home all smelly and stinky, so my mother had to shower him and I had to hold him. If looks could kill, we’d be dead. He meowed, scratched and tried to flee all the time.
This isn’t the look that can kill. That comes later, when you least expect it. Have a nice day…
We have a little Chihuahua puppy who adores the cat, and the cat loves to boss him around like making the dog lick him clean, teasing the dog when the dog is asleep, waking him or scaring him, stalking him when he’s walking to make sure he can sneak attack the dog, making sure the dog doesn’t eat poo or doesn’t get bothered by other pets. If he feels really mean he throws things on the floor so the dog can chew on it.
He loves to stick his paw in cold tea or water and splash it around or tip the cup. He also licks bread slices he thinks look yummy, begs for wet food and attacks if he can’t play “game for cats” on the ipod. It makes him mad if he doesn’t allowed to out, doesn’t get to sniff on menthol or catnip or if he’s just bored.
This scratching post is SO low tech. Where’s the iPood?
He loves to hide in the old birdcage and try too get the bird, play fetch, makeup brushes, knit dolls, yarnballs, and other exciting things. He jumps on doornobs to open them and throws litter sand around the house. He will pee in the neighbour’s flowerbed, walk around the house with dirty paws and knock his head in your nose to say he’s happy to see you.
Submitted by: Connie
Sunday, November 18th, 2012
Name: Ree Roo
Location: Planet of Inconsistency
I didn’t make the human crazy. She was that way when I got her!
What makes Ree Roo so mean?
This is no ordinary mean kitty. He attacks on two fronts. You have the physical attacks, where he rubs up against your legs, purring. Then, CHOMP! Love bites is what my husband calls them, because he only bites me and our other cat, Orson. He treats me like a human lollipop…if he’s not biting, I am never safe from the sandpaper tongue.
Then comes the psychological attacks He will sit and stare at me until I get the heebies. I wake up in the middle of the night to find him sitting on end table, STARING. I ask him ,”What?!?”. The constant staring drives me mad, and he knows it!
He bangs the blinds, then tries to bury my food. He has even developed a tolerance to water by hanging out in shower so the water bottle is no longer a threat. He is unable to drink out of a bowl; he prefers a people cup, and if its not to his liking, he will knock it over. At bed time, you must rub his belly till he goes to sleep. If you do not, you will know no peace.
Submitted by: Stacey
Saturday, November 17th, 2012
Why are you using your foot to open the case? Do you think it won’t hurt as much when I eat your toe as when I eat your hand?
What makes Reba so mean?
Reba is named after Reba McIntyre, the country singer. I am in a band where I play the bass fiddle and most of the times the band comes to my house to practice. Reba likes to lay in wait for the guitar player. I don’t know why she hates him so much.
Submitted by: Louise
Friday, November 16th, 2012
Location: Eternal Infamy
I liked to post sexy ab shots of myself on my blog to get more comments from the LADEEZ!
What makes Rascal so mean?
I am so cool that I have my own blog (see below)! However, I have a high standard for my humans, and they are required to adhere to it. I find I must constantly remind them as to their duties, which include but are not limited to:
* keeping my food bowl full at all times. If I see crumbs or the bottom of the bowl, then I have the right to demand attention to it.
* feeding me kitty treats. They know when I want them, as I sit up to let them know.
* keeping my water cup full of fresh water. I do not drink out of a bowl. I have my own cup. If it isn’t kept up to standards then I have the right to jump up on the bathroom vanity and drink out or Dad’s cup.
* letting me in and out on demand. I have a kitty door but humans should show proper respect and open the big door for me.
* petting on demand. They usually do this quite well but haven’t learned to read my mind in regards to when I’ve had enough.
* playing with me. I like to play chase the string or stick. I like to play catch with one of my toys. However, I reserve the right to be entertained by watching rather than participating.
If these standards are not kept then I have the right to use loud vocalizations (at 3 am if necessary), claws, and teeth to keep my humans in line.
Photo submitted by: Leigh
Rascal’s Blog (http://welcometorascalsworld.blogspot.com)
RIP, MEAN RASCAL. YOU WILL BE MISSED.
Thursday, November 15th, 2012
Location: Extreme Cat-Sports Headquarters
This seems to be the only way I can get any tuna around here…
What makes Raoul so mean?
My cat tries to sit in my kayak. He also likes to ride in the car and go up and down the driveway. He has a tendency to lunge at people’s faces when he’s in a bad mood, but otherwise his spirit is quite entertaining (and he’s 17 years old!). The neighborhood dogs are afraid of him and his bad 7 pound frame.
Submitted by: Karen
Wednesday, November 14th, 2012
Location: East Yorkshire
The stripe actually means I’m horcrux #7 for the evil dark magician Dog-demort. Seeing as he killed my parents, I think I’m entitled to some attitude!
What makes Rampuss so mean?
This little angel is a one off special. We think he has an attitude problem because he is a posh cat but has a big white stripe on his face (not supposed to be there) – he has a bit of a complex about it hence the psycho behaviour.
One moment he is fine and loving and the next he is attacking the other 3 cats in the house. He keeps us awake at night playing with anything that dangles (i.e blind cords, human hands, ripped out intestines) and fighting with the other kitties. He has an obsession with cheese and will do anything to get his paws on it, but is sick whenever he eats it. When you cook dinner he loves to bite your legs and nose in every single cupboard. If you don’t allow this, he sulks.
Despite all this he entertains us immensely with his mood swings and funny adventures – he once chased his sister into the bathroom and jumped into a bath full of water – he had the ump for days!!
Submitted by: Jamie & Debbie
Tuesday, November 13th, 2012
Location: Buffalo, NY
Oh, like YOU don’t want to take a whiz on something scarlett and seafoam green??
What makes Rampa so mean?
Born to be. She owns the entire world and lets us know it, every single day. We have her little sister, Phoenix, whom she totally controls. Doesn’t make a move without first checking to see if it’s ok with Rampa. A nervous wreck, we wonder what Rampa has told her… that we will eat her and make slippers out of her fur, if Rampa is displeased with her? Phoenix won’t even eat, unless Rampa says it’s OK.
Rampa is a beautiful, seductive kitten who used my 1940′s original mohair chair (scarlet and seafoam green!) as a litterbox. Lucky for her, we loved her more than the chair, which ended up on the curb on garbage day, instead of her.
Truly a mean rotten kitty.
Submitted by: A. Gareis
Monday, November 12th, 2012
From here, I can really take down that old lady who lives next door. GERONIMO!
What makes Rambo so mean?
I am submitting my white deaf male cat “Rambo” to your Gallery. He has departed this earth but when he was here he was a holy terror. He stalked my wife and would attack her from behind jump up and bite her in the buttocks and even draw blood. No animal except Maggie our very large golden retriever/chow, was safe. I brought a 6 or 7 week old wild kitten I rescued from a storm drain into the house long enough to find it a home. We weren’t in the house 30 minutes when I heard this loud yeowl coming from the front room. I rushed in to find out what was going on and had to rescue that cat from the Mouth of Rambo–he literally had that kitten’s head in his mouth.
Want a drink? Gotta go through me.
He despised anyone who came into our house, by hissing and yowling at them until they left. One time he chased our 88 year old neighbor out of the house. She came into the living room about six feet–she saw Rambo, he saw her, and the chase was on. She took a step back, he took a step forward, the faster she moved the faster he moved. He very nearly got her before she was able to escape out the front door and close it behind her. She would never come in the house again unless we locked Rambo away in the bath room.
On the other hand, he loved Me and would sleep with me, either on the bed or even under the covers in the winter, and even with all his problems we loved him and miss him very much.
Submitted by: R. Duran