Posts Tagged ‘V’

Gallery: Violent Bob

Wednesday, July 30th, 2014

Name: Violent Bob
Location: Bristol, England

Violent Bob is violent

Blood looks so striking and artistic on my white, white fur.

What makes Bob so mean?

Bob, when this photo was taken, was only eight weeks old but showing every sign of living up to his moniker. His favorite activities? Drawing blood and biting the ears of his brother Vic, sometimes simultaneously. He also loves clawing my back.

Photo submitted by: Jim

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Gallery: Vincent

Wednesday, March 26th, 2014

Name: Vincent
Location: Unknown

Vincent the meankitty

No, no, not the light, not the light! IT BURNS!

What makes Vincent so mean?

Vincent got his head crushed in the garage door and I guess it drove him insane with rage. He only takes a good picture sleeping. If you wake him up he’ll follow you around and slap you, staring you down until you finally hide from him. One time I was awoken late at night by a commotion of meows and hissing in my garage. Apparently a neighborhood cat had wandered in through our ground vent and Vincent had cornered him. The owner wasn’t happy but the kitty Vincent nearly murdered is thankful to still be alive but I guess he won’t go outside anymore and walks with a limp.

Vincent needs his own personal litterbox and gets absolutely furious if anyone goes near it when he’s in the same room. His front claws are removed and if he ever feels like clawing though he hugs you and uses the back claws, sort of mule kicking. Mostly though he bites really hard. I had to get a couple stitches in my finger after an incident. We don’t own Vincent, he owns us.

Photo submitted by: Darryl

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Gallery: Vincent

Monday, August 26th, 2013

Name: Vincent
Location: Unknown

Vincent is a meankitty

No, no, not the light, not the light!

What makes Vincent so mean?

Vincent got his head crushed in the garage door and I guess it drove him insane with rage. He only takes a good picture sleeping. If you wake him up he’ll follow you around and slap you, staring you down until you finally hide from him. One time I was awoken late at night by a commotion of meows and hissing in my garage. Apparently a neighborhood cat had wandered in through our ground vent and Vincent had cornered him. The owner wasn’t happy but the kitty Vincent nearly murdered is thankful to still be alive but I guess he won’t go outside anymore and walks with a limp.

Vincent needs his own personal litterbox and gets absolutely furious if anyone goes near it when he’s in the same room. His front claws are removed and if he ever feels like clawing though he hugs you and uses the back claws, sort of mule kicking. Mostly though he bites really hard. I had to get a couple stitches in my finger after an incident. We don’t own Vincent, he owns us.

Photo submitted by: Darryl

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Gallery: Vivian

Thursday, August 22nd, 2013

Name: Vivian
Location: Posters for Meankitties

Vivian is mean

How dare you give a studly boycat like me a name like VIVIAN! You will rue the day, oh yes, you will rue.

What makes Vivian so mean?

Vivian is a 15-pound tabby with a serious chip on his shoulder. He will slice and dice you for no reason at all. I’m starting to think that he’s possessed.

He is truly a poster cat for meankitties everywhere.

Photo submitted by: Sarah

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Gallery: Voodoo (2)

Tuesday, August 20th, 2013

Name: Voodoo (2)
Location: Wales

Voodoo is mean

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

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Gallery: Voodoo

Monday, August 19th, 2013

Name: Voodoo
Location: Alabama

Voodoo is mean

What, me gassy?

What makes Voodoo so mean?

This is Voodoo. She owns one of my housemates. She is a vile, stinky kitty. She’ll hop up in your lap when you sit in HER chair in the living room, and then she’ll thump her tail threateningly till you put her down. Then she reclaims the chair as soon as you get up. She enjoys being gassy and making everyone sick. She also loves to stand right behind you while you’re in the kitchen, so you have to either leap over her or step on her when you turn around. One more thing she loves is playing tag, racing through the living room and hiding so she can swat your legs as you walk through. But we still like her, mainly because she doesn’t bite and scratch as much as she used to.

Photo submitted by: Laura

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Gallery: Viktoria

Sunday, April 17th, 2011

Name: Viktoria
Location: London

Viktoria is a meankitty.

*crunch crunch crunch crunch crunch*

What makes Viktoria so mean?

Viktoria just loves the taste of flesh. She’ll maul your hand till it’s smeared with blood. When she isn’t biting she’ll roll around purring and cuddling you like any lovely kitty. But do not be fooled by this- this is just a trap to lure you into the biting zone. She’ll grab your hand and when she done kicking and biting and scratching your hand, she’ll move up to your arm and bite on it. Sometimes I’ve caught her biting my elbow. Then she leaves you to bleed to death and goes to find some poor defenseless bird to torture and bring home. *sigh*

Submitted by: Lauren

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Gallery: Vera Louise

Friday, July 16th, 2010

Name: Vera Louise
Location: Unknown

Vera is a Meankitty

This is what Lisa sees when she opens her eyes every morning! Heehee!

What makes Vera so mean?

My name is Vera and I am as rotten as they come. I was found on a dirt road at the tender age of 3 weeks. I was nursed back to health by some girl. That’s what I call my human slave. I own a 12 yr old girl and my Drandma. Dram is the one who does all the pampering and such at my behest. I bite and scratch and hate almost all others. My boyfriend’s name is Teddy, and I even smack him around. What’s funny is he always comes back for seconds.

Lisa’s Note: Barney…or Vera….Barney….or Vera. Hard to decide who’s worse!

Photo submitted by: Lisa “Drandma” Book Worm

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