Ten Cats by Graham Harrop for August 19, 2017

You would think cats in a warehouse would be skinny and not fat. Thanks to Annie for keeping them well-fed.

Today’s first kitty Caturday video: not normal cats

https://www.facebook.com/1611422985801782/videos/1923069574637120/

Today’s second kitty Caturday video: this tiny kitten wants his human to put down the camera and pet him

https://www.facebook.com/lovemeowfanpage/videos/10154671641848197/

Today’s third kitty Caturday video: this plump cat strongly objects to coming inside

https://www.facebook.com/rumblekittens/videos/511988782480911/

Today’s fourth kitty Caturday video: This office cat probably hates Mondays as much as we do.

https://www.facebook.com/thedodosite/videos/912693018865374/

Today’s fifth kitty Caturday video: kitten is watching and mimicking his parent

https://www.facebook.com/HappyCatsOnline/videos/1799070823467185/

Today’s sixth kitty Caturday video: cat is slow to take dog’s hints to move

https://www.facebook.com/waggletv/videos/1835418119806027/

Today’s seventh Caturday kitty video: kid having problem with homework

https://www.facebook.com/NTDTelevision/videos/2264872286888202/

Today’s eighth Caturday kitty video: cooperative kitty bathing service

https://www.facebook.com/lovemeowfanpage/videos/10155213068023197/

Why do we love Caturday? This kitty explains why.

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10209331901646269&set=g.927348114076370&type=1&theater

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Cats have their own airline and it flies only on Caturday.

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10209331916966652&set=g.927348114076370&type=1&theater

http://i1148.photobucket.com/albums/o570/rwharton/Cat%20Pictures%20Uploads/20914479_1624213730943925_6906177409340603618_n_zpsedcysdng.jpg

A Caturday catitude post: for this sleepy kitty, mornings are the worst time of the day.

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10209331926846899&set=g.927348114076370&type=1&theater

http://i1148.photobucket.com/albums/o570/rwharton/Cat%20Pictures%20Uploads/20914350_1624187627613202_8095568618784579355_n_zps7u9408bh.jpg

A Caturday catitude post: this could have been my kitty this morning at 4:45 AM explaining why he was on my chest, waking me up.

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10209331953607568&set=g.927348114076370&type=1&theater

http://i1148.photobucket.com/albums/o570/rwharton/Cat%20Pictures%20Uploads/20881861_1624172700948028_1593714123829638740_n_zpsioeoykub.jpg

Your kitty decides to stoke up for the weekend early. It’s going to be epic!

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10209331960967752&set=g.927348114076370&type=1&theater

http://i1148.photobucket.com/albums/o570/rwharton/Cat%20Pictures%20Uploads/20841130_1623457727686192_1404278915653243416_n_zps8ienlzcy.png

LAUGHINGKITTY – I just went back to yesterday and read your birthday poem. I really enjoyed reading that. Good job! Hope you had a great birthday.

It’s a wonder that Chesney finds time to be Pres. of the bored (intentional) in the boardroom. Seems that meetings should take place on the dear Loading Dock instead.

Happy Caturday, Graham Crackers! Picked almost a bushel of crabapples today for jelly. I think I’m going to be busy for a while.

Yesterday was bad poetry day and I wrote a birthday poem. But I just revised it and I’m posting the updated version.

An old man approached me and what did he say?

“I hear you turned 59 today.”

I growled at him, saying, “That’s not true!

Who is telling such lies to you?

“I’d have gray hair and wrinkles if I were 59.

And you can see for yourself that I’m looking just fine.

“I have not a gray hair or wrinkle in sight,

Look closely now and you’ll see that I’m right.”

“But your hair is turning gray,” he boldly told me.

“Look closely now and you’ll see what I see.”

“And you’ll have to admit that there’s just a trace,

Of a few little wrinkles there on your face.”

I glared at him with a look black as sin,

And got madder yet when I saw him grin.

I told him in a most certain way,

“I am only turning 33 today.”

He laughed at that for quite a while,

And looked at me with a most silly smile.

Which only caused me to rant and to rave,

After all, I have a reputation to save!

“I’m not 59 – I can’t be that old!

And another thing, if I may be so bold,

“You’re no spring chicken as you can see,

You look at least ten years older than me!”

He laughed at that and wiped tears from his eyes,

And said I was in for a real big surprise.

Saying, “Today is my birthday – I’m 59 too!

I’m not older, I’m the same age as you!”

I told him that was just fine with me,

“But I still claim I’m just thirty-three!”

He said, “We both know that’s just not true,

But tell me how old do I look to you?”

So I pondered on all of this for a while,

And then my face broke out in a smile.

“Well, you say that you’re the same as age as me,

But clearly you’re older than thirty three.

“So okay, I have to admit

I did lie about my age just a bit.”

“But I’ll keep your secret if you’ll keep mine,

And we’ll tell everyone that we’re both thirty-nine!”

We shook hands on this and called it a deal

And agreed you’re only as old as you feel.

Great pictures today. :)