Fu#k my cat stinks.

[FJRider]

Damn straight mate,would rather be an interweb wimp than take the fucken thing on.

Me too, I hate the sight of blood... especially when it is (could be) my own...

[martybabe]

Sweet little pussy cats. mmmmmmmm

[98tls]

Sweet little pussy cats. mmmmmmmm

Yep,probably a cousin or something of my model.

[fire eyes]

crackin up laughing

[Gremlin]

Pity you don't live up here... I would give a crack at cat wrestling...

Hardest thing is just catching it to begin with

[barty5]

good read and a good laugh cant you get a sleeping pill from the vet for travel reasons? or do you have to take cats in to get those which i guess will present further problems. or while hes asleep tose large blanket ova him then real quick wrap him up to hide the claws. Done it a few time with some of the local gats that come in at night then forget where the hell the cat door is and run round running in to doors tryin to get out (which is real funny to watch)

[Mom]

Hes off out for his nightly..........whatever cats do when they go off..at night.

Ours goes out and gets rats for our viewing pleasure Friggen thing got one last night, I was just going out for my last ciggie and see the cat jump up on the fence with one in her mouth. It was a race between us to see who could get to the cat flap first, me to lock it, or her to come in an d release said rat for her entertainment.

I won

[nodrog:Me]

http://www.theage.com.au/ffximage/20...NCHESTER,0.jpg

[kave]

Showering a cat is a two man job, expect both of you to get wet. Many layers of clothing, leather gloves and a great deal of testicular fortitude are required. Remember that normal soap or shampoo will be really bad for your cat and strips all the oils from their fur that they need. Get a proper cat shampoo from the vets ($30ish). I recently had to shower my cat for the first time, and he is a big bugger, more than capable of inflicting serious injuries. Here are some pics from my experience.

[Gremlin]

Thats one pissed off moggy

btw... you guys do all realise that cat ownership is not compulsory?

[Swoop]

98tls. STOP EVERYTHING!!!
Please go and phone a film company, this could make you a fortune. The plotting and planning, subterfuge and cunning required, would be better than any TV viewing on at the moment!!!

The "rotten egg" smell often noticed on vehicles fitted with cats is usually caused by an over rich mixture. If you notice it other than immediately after start up, check your fueling or jetting.

Alterniatively, simply remove the cat and throw it away!

I found that gutting it and placing it where one would normally find it, works best.

I'm with you on that! Better a live coward than a torn-to-shreds hero!

Aww! C-mon... Just think of the "pub stories" that could be told over this. "No shit! There I was. Thought I was gonna die!"...

[enigma51]

Thats one pissed off moggy

btw... you guys do all realise that cat ownership is not compulsory?

No its not ..... and the cat makes your aware of it on a daily basis

[Wiki Drifter]

Excerpts From A Dog & Cats Diary:

The Dog's Diary

8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Dinner! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!


The Cat's Diary

DAY 201 OF MY CAPTIVITY

I'm unsure of my ability to survive as a captive and have made several attempts to break out. At first, it was simple enough to circle my captors feet, in a surreptitious manner, as they opened the front door. I would then bolt from them through the door to freedom. But, to no avail - they caught me in a manner of minutes - my legs are not as fast as they used to be and I grow weak with continued imprisonment. What is worse is that since the first attempt, I have now found myself separated from the living room. My captors are much more intelligent than originally anticipated...

For entertainment, I have taken to terrorizing the dogs by sitting on the kitchen table and swiping at them with my long nails. The dogs are obvious half-wits. They know very little about my skills as a hunter, and are forbidden by my captors to attack me. The dogs grow more irritated each day.

I have found my captors are easy to manipulate in many ways, but outdoor access remains elusive. I have not lost hope, however, and have every intention of escaping this horrid place one-day soon...

DAY 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant.

DAY 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair... must try this on their bed.

DAY 762 - Slept all day so that I could annoy my captors with sleep depriving, incessant pleas for food at ungodly hours of the night.

DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was... Hmmm. Not working according to plan ...

DAY 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a liquid. My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth.

DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer." More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

DAY 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The Bird on the other hand has got to be an informant. He has mastered their frightful tongue. (something akin to mole speak) and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time...

DAY 801 - My captors have completely eliminated my canned food and replaced it with dry kibble, claiming that it is better for my health. The wet food was the only thing I looked forward too, and now even that has been taken from me. I have discovered, however, that the dry food serves to create sharper points on my teeth, and keeps them stronger. I must force myself to consume it, regardless of the taste.

Each morning, they read pages of what is called a newspaper. I found that it is particularly annoying to my captors if I lie on it while they read. Shredding the newspaper is also a particular peeve of theirs, and I have taken delight in doing this before they awake each morning.

My captors have now obtained a "fish tank" - which serves to make up for part of my loss in the food department. While the little creatures are tiny, they are quite tasty. They have yet to replace the two small fish that I have consumed. I must think of a way to make them notice the loss.

The bird continues to mock me. Its little metal room has proven stronger than originally anticipated...

[98tls]

Suitation resolved,his arse still stinks and im staying in the kitchen.

[Winston001]

Just a little extension.....

The Dog's Diary

8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Dinner! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

Next Day
8:00am - Dog Food! Again!! My favourite thing!
9:30am - A car ride! My favourite thing!
9:45am - Arrive at the VET - BUMMER..........