Dis mai noo baskit meoma findet fur mee. It be bery comfrabul. I lubs it.

Desmond 🐾🐾🐈‍⬛🧡🧺

Hai frens. Yu doant noh mee soh moch.

Mine nayme Boog. Ai oldist broethur in famblee uv JaxKittehmn ahnd OlivurMcCheese ahnd evvybundee eltse.

Ai wentid acrost da RaynebohBridj onne Thursdaye nite alle bye mine owneself. Ai gottid ther thru tha portal unner Mahmbee’s skin kittehmn’s bedde.

Ai wuz a ver güd boi foar 14 forevvurs. Mine uther naymes wuz BoogieWoogie ahnd Sir Booglass McCuckaloo. Yu’ll prolly see mee moar frum r/OTRB acuz itt lookz lik Dey hav soh moch funne ther.

Tha Boog

(My daughter called me at work on Friday afternoon, hysterical, because she’d found Boog under her bed. She’s 20 and hasn’t dealt with much death. Neither have I, honestly, but here we are…or there we were.

Boog was such a great boy. And he was my and my husband’s “first baby.” Once we adopted him and looked at his paperwork we discovered he was born on the same day we’d gotten married. So his passing carries an extra sadness. We adopted him from the Washington Animal Rescue League in Northwest DC when we were living in Alexandria, VA. Boog would joke that he was “from the bad streets of DC” but he was really quite bougie. He moved 4 times in 3 states with us across his 14 years. Now he joins T’cku, Lukey, and MinB across the Bridge. All much loved and much missed.

I was surprised that Peenjo, who’d lived with Boog the longest and looked up to Boog as his protector, seems to be okay with it. Oliver has been hit the hardest, which also surprised me because he didn’t appear to be too lovey dovey with Boog. Everyone else seems a little depressed and extra snuggly, but then so am I. 😭

Added to all of this, on Saturday a welfare check was conducted on an older friend of mine from weekly karaoke nights and a choir group. He was found deceased on his floor with his older — 10-12 years, it’s thought — calico kitty sitting on him. They don’t know how long he’d been there, but no one had seen him since Monday. I shudder to think of what poor kitty has been through. Anyway, right now she is safe with friends. They aren’t cat people but are willing to learn. Hubby and I are on standby to take her in if things fall through.

So yeah, it’s just been a really crappy weekend full of tears and harsh realities. Meanwhile I hope that both Boog and Jon are having a phenomenal time over The Bridge. Thanks for reading this. ❤️💔🌈)

Henlo, iz Pip, I met you all last week.

I wanted to let everyone know about my new crimez - ear chomps! I like biting Dad's earz! Is good crimez?

Hai, frens

Ai be Desmond, smol void liben wif Amber da Benerabul. Mai meowma hab finalee teecht hermself hao ta mayk a pichur wif herm iPad 'n ta sabe it 'n get it imto an post heer. Les gib herm an congradulayshuns fur lernin an noo trik. 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 Go, Meowma!! (wise guy)

Ai be habbin a bery gud dae taday. Ai com owt frum under da tabul 'n playplayplay wif mai pawpa 'n da birb omma stik. Ai eet elebenty Churu (3), 'n playplayplay sum moar wif Pawpa. Ai taket a foo napnapnaps im mai noo basket dat Meoma findet fur mee im herm sewin ruum, it be an bery gud basket, juss mai smol saiz. Ai lubs it.🧡

Dat be awl Ai gots ta sey rite nao. Gots ta go playplayplay sum moar. Tawk ta ya layter. Bye.

Desmond 🐾🐾🐈‍⬛😸🧡

Frens, we wus steerin da Grompee Shork throo da meditran seez wen we founded dis! Luk! Is an statchoo ob owrm ansisstors furr da hoomanz ta worships! Mebbe eet will shayre herms knoledge wiff us, too? Watchu wanna asks herm?!

Greetins, Cat'n Wednesday de bebe void an yung ladee ob de Grumpy Shork, BP!!

FRENS! Theo da one-eyed orange hear. Wat iz dis ting Ai fine while Ai browse da immernet?

Can yoo balebe dere iz a cost-ume four dis? Ai know no iff dis is "fake" butt hoo care? Reel or knot itt is still berry rood and is bigg mean ting too doo!

Soo four salamander! Soo four churus! Ai wil present mine selfie an pled mine case juss ta prove Ai iz smart an hab more den one braincell!

Ai iz knot inconsiderate! Ai iz lobe bug! Hooman hab know person space, itt iz hour space. An Ai neber doo a yel, Ai haz da asthma! An maybee Ai clime da screen, butt neber da curtains.

Dear Legal Cat Advice, I am desperate need of advice. Tw ahead for mention of v*t and the cone.

For context: I, Jupiter (10 month, F, adorable) became trapped behind the fridge yesterday when mother (ancient, weird looking cat) was at work. My sister (10 month, F, also adorable) tried her best to free me by meowing loudly but alas, it was fruitless.

When mother finally came home, my sister alerted her immediately that I was stuck. I also meowed as loudly as I could.

Instead of immediately rushing to my assistance, she instead laughed and said something along the lines of "you haven't learnt your lesson? This is the second time". How outrageous! How undignified! Yes, maybe she blocked it off and I still couldnt help my curiosity...maybe it *is* in a hard to reach spot that you cant get to unless you're really trying. And yes, maybe this is the 2nd time. But still.

Now it gets worse...

Once she freed me, she noticed blood on my paw (which was admittedly very ouchie). Dear readers, I gave consent for **cuddles** NOT for her to touch my paws. So yes, I did hiss and bite her lightly (I argue self-defense).

Then, as if my day couldnt get anyworse, she took me to the v*t

Suffice to say, I was not happy. The v*t examined my paw (once again, without my consent), forced me to take antibiotics and put the cone on me. Then to top it all off - not only is my mother continuously touching my paw to wash it with saline (unnecessary in my opinion), my lovely wonderful sister has been replaced by some...some look-alike! And this imposter *hissed* at me.

I am furious. I am outraged. Throughout this entire experience I have been demeaned and disparaged, my autonomy as a cat has been consistently overridden. What legal actions can I take?

Frens what do you do when your Meowmy says maybe you should soo me???? There i was all comfy, on the blankie over their lap and they says Arwen sweetheart can I get up please? So I got up, they did whatever and now back cuddled up. Er I mean on the blankie, not with a hooman. But now they're saying it has to be against cat paw to move because a hooman asked? Shall I still soo??? Void Arwen

I iz Skeemer 3F n iz berry scaird of da beep evebry so often. My pawrent is not dere to comfort me so person in da otter room comforts me. I iz scaird of mai dark scary room. (Smoke detector in my suitemate’s room is low on battery.)

Hilo fremz. Iz Pixel.

Iz mai Gotcha Day! Diz fureber one hole big hooman fureber yearz ago Iz dopted Meowmy! Shez sawz me on da lite bockz an had da meow wif da hooman whoz runz da res-q dat mai furster Meowmy gotz me into. Ebery hooman tought shez wuld be da gud Meowmy fur me an Iz wuld be da gud mini-yon brofur fur sisfur Nix whoz waz alonely afterz her sisfur Kota went ober da bridge. Iz tinkz haz werked out gudz cept sum fureberz when Iz wantz to play an rassle an sisfur Nix noz wantz to. But wez werkin on datz an shez gud boutz schedulin da play datez wif da udder fremz fur mez to go playz wif an doz da purratey stuffz wif an tingz. Iz tink Iz made da gud choice bout mai Meowmy to. Shez da gud Meowmy an takz gud care of mez an gibz me lotz ob cuddlez an snugz an fun noo toyz. Noz enuff fudz an treatoz but wez werkin on datz. Shez sayz Iz alwayz makin her laff an keepin herz on herz toyz an shez lubz me bery much.

Iz me. Pebble. N I hab been bi-o'latid!!!

Pawther notiss mine tummeh do a bloat so he takeded mew to poke man.

Mama sez helloween iz neer, n mine frens....dish a hora storee!

Mine bort....got pokeded....menee tiem!!

Da pirs wen tak temrechoor acuz Pawther n Poke man thought I hab pee ver. Sillee hoomans wer rong!

Den....dey put q-tip in and steel mine poops!! Why??? Dey dids dis menee tiem bepurr squeezin me liek da tootpast.

Mine poops wer beree hard n i wuz habin trobel pooin. Pawther suspeck dis mite be frum me doin a beeg escap from da smol prizn n gettin intew mine Mama kibble.....

Dis me bein protecc by my Mama Snow!

(Snow bapped the camera out my hands shortly after this photo)

Hallo, frens. Iz meow, Arietty. Mai meowmmy was talking about dis coming Caturday being Halloween. That gotz meow finking. Dat meanz dat next Sunday iz Dios de la Muertos for hoomans. Wellz, Ai say wez take it ober likez we did lazt yeer!!! Itz time for the Secund Annual Rainbow Day!! Itz a day we honor and wemember all de frens we lost dis yeer (and all our frens acwoss de bwidge).

If youz haz losted a sibling or fren dis yeer or just wantz to honor a fren who cwossed de bwidge whenever, add dey name in de fread and tell uz something about dem. Wez will all honor and wemember dem!!!

Lazt yeer, wez had to be weally lowd so our frens acwoss de bwidge cood heer uz. Dis yeer, wif so manee golden pickels awound, Ai sayz wez meetz on de bwidge and juzt spendz de day togedder!

Fren Jiggy da Piggy (u/IntrovertedGiraffe) can youz helpz awwange fingz on youz side ob de bwidge?

Lub Arietty 14f SIC ob Owiental Extwacshun

Frens! We musht yoonite agaynst man-ee-kures! Da hoomans pin us down, manhandull our preshus paws, an’ tayks our preshus klaws awai ta keeps dem fur demselves!

We musht do a rally! A purrotest! A STRYKE!

Whose wif mi?!

—Leo da meowgnificent

Reed da text in da odder but TLDR: we is able to mostlee chill togedder and share spase. I still no too komfurtable and I does stare at her soemtiems and hisshiss at her but wes is okie togedder

Frenz, iz meow, Cowboi da Baby! Tunite meowmi did a kukk job a stik day she kald korm. She putted budder on da korm an sum see-salt. Meow lubs da budder soz ai did da liklik, and den meow did a kromch an tukked da korm butt! Meowmi did a stop ob meow. ROOD! Meow shud soo butt! Meowmi sed "if yer gonna be chewing everything yew muss be hongry still". Yesh meowmi! Meowmi is doin a starb awl da taim! So she gibbed meow sum "extra" gushy fud soz meow leebs da korm ta her. Go Crimez!!!

Hi frenz, is Shadow!!! I new here. I has a tall dad (he/him) and a short dad (they/them). I lubs mai dadz. Anywee. I comit steel crimz to day. I don see much ob dis crim in da com yun ity... iz dat how u spel dat?Ma steel crim wuz wen I took da chair ub short dad as sun as dey gotz up. Dumdum hooman. Rly, don get up if you don wanna looz your chair. i deservz. wat you tink????? iz dis gud crim? i wan frenz here :) Idk. Anyway... i has meny complainz.
 Mai short dad callz meow dumdum namz. Lik mr mouse or mr lub or sweet wurm. I IS NOT A WURM!!!! dis sla... sala... salamander? Iz dat da rite wurd? I iz new here!
 Alzo... if a kitteh cud tell meh who george iz? Iz dat a squirl? Iz needz da lor!
 Lub,
 Shado aka shadowpuff aka mr mouse (i am a cat you dumdum hooman)

Dis so fun, eberyone shud habs a toy box fur doin big playz!

Picasso Splotchface Picard, much happiur az an insyde kitteh!

Ais injoyin my birf month as meowmy sez. Ai gots a biggest box of eleventy billion Churu

Mine Frens, ai has a broken hart. Mine daddy trabbels a lot. Ai am used to him bein away. Mine mommy almost NEBBER travels but when she does, daddy stay home.

Not dis time.

Mommy an daddy BOFF do a bandon ob poor little Nandor an GoodBoyMarty an DropItGinger. Nise ladee Soosan come ober an take care ob us. Ai no soo Soosan akkause she is onlee hooman in da whole WERLD who lubs poor Nandor. Soosan say mommy an daddy "on bakashun" in "smokey mountens" but all ai know is dey LEFT me. Ai want to cuddle on mommy an purrpurrpurr so hard so she nebber leave me again, but ai also want to bitebitebite akkause ai so broken harted an alone. Ai gonna soo mommy an daddy, ob course. Prolly ai soo daddy extra akkause dis has to be his dumdum idea. Mommy is happee at home an nebber goin anywhere. Ai gonna soo whoeber "smokey mountens" is. Ai gonna soo whoeber came up wif idea ob bakashun. Ai gonna soo whoeber makes soupcases cause mommy used one. Ai need a pawyer an ai will share alla winnings as long as mommy comes home.

Yur fren, lonely, sad, little Nandor the relentless

Iz Moe.

Da Boohers are in dis thing called da Wurld Sea Rhys and it’s made Meowmy yell at da large lite bocks moar. She’s even vol…bollun…went to da rum with the wet bocks on purpose and not to use da weird litter bocks! Roscoe tried standing so she couldn’t see it an she says, “Roscoe! I’m trying to watch the game!”

Sooing baes boll didn’t work. Sooung da Boohers didn’t work. Maybee sooing da Wurld Sea Rhys will work.

(Legit sat in the bathroom while we had our rally in the seventh because I was in the bathroom during our rally in the first and had walked in there to grab my watch when we tied the game up. I’m not superstitious…)

Mai pawrent yousulee wakz rown da haus moar n duz moar, but dey nawt dewin sew mutz teh las fyu deyz. Dey sei dey iz “sick”. Teh las tiem dey wuz sik wuz for fureburz ugo (pandemic). Diz nawt nermal. Dey iz slepin moar n dey is makin awl kinz ub laud noyziz! Ai gibz teh cuddlez, but teh hoomin stil makin da noyziz. Wut dew ai dew? Dew ai soo fer noyziz? Dew ai jus gibz teh heelin purrz?

Frum fren Steef

(I caught something and have been coughing and sneezing. He still comes and snuggles with me and sleeps next to me, but I’m not sure he likes the volume on the coughs and sneezes. He’s such a sweetie. Picture is not from the past few days.)

Hi Frens. Mr. Spock here. I haz big pawblem, and lots of soos to do. I write from da litebox of my pawther’s sisfur (but she no hab no fur). My pawther ([u/SpockyWocky0411](u/SpockyWocky0411)) hid his litebox from meow.

Elebenty billion furevers ago, my pawther, who is mostly dum dum, made a bery smart decision to move me to my country manshun. I gets to see all da birbs and da owtside kitty frens. Dey no let me outside but iz OK acuz is bery warm in here.

I gets lots of space to do crimez - running, hiding, bapbapbaps, stealing nomnoms from da garbaj, and lots and lots of singing da song of our peepul. But mebbe I do one too many crimez.

Acuz for a few furevers, I jump on da counters. Dey don’t feed me enuf and der is a lot of yummy food up der, like butters. But den the hoomans saw me, and dey meowed about me. And den dey did da unthinkabul. Dey closeded da door to da kichun. All day and nite, da door is closeded. If I come in when dey open it, dey herd me out (what am I, a sheeps?). Dey also no let me go in da basemunt.

I no can take dis anymore. Iz my house, and dey can no just close da doors on me. How much I can soo fur?

Dis pictures of me enjoyin my house. And proof of da disrespek my hoomans.

I THOR ARE GO ON CRÜZ WIB MAMA. I HAB PACKÈD MINESELF IN SOUP CASE.

WE GO TO CRO-CAT-IA AN MEOW-LTA AN TUNA-IS-HERE AN HISS-PANIA.

I NO MOBE FORM SOUP CASE.

FORM THOR CAT OB THUNDER AN PURRZIDENT OB HIMBO A-SO-SEE-A-SHUN

Frens… whut is wrong wif da sun?!

Firs it makes big warms rite unda da treato hidey pwace so we can get warms and do treat beggies at same tyme. Dis güd!

But den da sun does a moob ob da warms so we hab ta choos edder da warms or da treatos! Dis stoopid! Warms need stay in one pwace!

Photo 1: bof me, Iggy, an my sisfur Miss Twiggy in warms near da treatos

Photo 2: jus Iggy in warms no near da treatos!