HELLO. I am CRAZED SPUTNIK. I have been fed many, many catnip-based treats by my overly enthusiastic bipedal niece and nephew. I think they were trying to win my affections. But then one of my usual bipeds SWITCHED ON A LIGHT. And it made SHADOWS ON THE CEILING. And I MUST CATCH THEM HO YES.



THEY ARE TRYING TO ESCAPE. I must go HIGHER.



HEIGHT ACHIEVED. THREAT DEFUSED.



MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.

Little help now, please, bipeds.

Bipeds? WHY YOU LEAVE? Ungrateful bipeds will be punished. PUNISHED I TELL YOU.

(Concerned viewers will be pleased to know that Sputnik managed a most spectacular leap from the top rafter to the bed of his own accord. After such an exhausting escapade, immediate napping was required.)
liseuse: (Default)

From: [personal profile] liseuse


Ah yes. Who could forget the free dead things? Though we are usually the recipients of free, fast-running alive things.
liseuse: (Default)

From: [personal profile] liseuse


I swear my cat just read that as he walked across the keyboard. Now he is perched on the windowsill looking thoughtful.
lurkingcat: (Mischief Managed)

From: [personal profile] lurkingcat


Sputnik: secretly a Circus!Cat.

[personal profile] battlehamster keeps telling the nieces that cats don't ever get stuck up trees and they look at him disbelievingly. "Have you ever seen a cat skeleton in a tree?" he asks. None of them have. I suspect the same applies to cats in rafters ;)
surexit: Two young girls walking away from the camera holding hands. (let's stick together)

From: [personal profile] surexit


a) Adorable.
b) My childhood cat was called Sputnik! ♥
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From: [personal profile] weaverbird


Few things funnier than a stoned cat. Bet that leap to the bed was something to see!
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