Okay, so my friends at Feline Pine and I have cooked up a really fun contest for y’all. It’s our “If Cats Could Talk” contest. Now, clearly we all know cats can talk (and blog and tweet, etc.) but we’re just going to have to humor our humans a bit here.
So here’s how this works. In the comments section, tell me what you’d say if your silly, silly humans could understand you. For example, I would say, “GIVE ROMEO MORE TUNA.” You may have different priorities.
We’ll be collecting entries until June 29th at 9 p.m. EST and then do a drawing to determine the winner, who will be announced on June 30th. And I am so sorry but only U.S. entries please.
So what does this lucky winner get? $150 worth of FREE all-natural Feline Pine cat litter! Let me tell you, I can attest that this stuff is awesome. It’s completely natural and toxin-free so there’s no danger to Pugsley, me or even the Crawling Creature who (unfortunately) also hangs out on the floor with us a lot these days.
If you use Feline Pine you already know how great it is. If you don’t but would like to try it, now’s your chance.
Extra credit! If you make a donation to our organization of the month, Angels for Animals, you’ll get an extra entry.
Can’t wait to see your responses. Mwah!
Please take me for my walk I need to lose the extra pounds that i have from all the treats you give me, but please don”t stop giving them to me. I lOve you
Right now I am trying to channel through meowmie’s hands to the computer keys. I’m meowing:
Please stay home and pet me when I want. Tuna tuna tuna, can a cat get too much tuna? noooooo….
Why can’t I open the door? Why doesn’t the front door open when I cry for it?
Oh there goes a birdie in the window gotta go watch that birdie. Ack ack ack squirrel attack. run run run
FREEZE! loud noise under bed go hide NOW!
oh there’s meowmie purrrr pets let me jump on your shoulders and ride around and then SpRiNg into the top shelf of the closet.
purrrs Meep meow meow
my cat wilfred: I would say thanks for loving me and please get rid of these bad dogs that live with us because they eat all of my temptations and that is bad!
My name is Boo and if I could talk I’d say…
“I’m lucky to be alive. I was abandoned on the streets and was sick but my new Pet Mom adopted me from the shelter. My new life is happiness every day now. I’m not afraid anymore nor alone, nor sick, nor sad. I show my Mom I love her by making sure she’s not alone, nor sad, nor afraid. See she was attacked on the streets, too.”
Thank Mew Mommy & Daddy for taking me in and giving me a good furever home when I was a sick rare kitten with Diabetes.
Thank Mew for taking me to Cornell and getting my eyes fixed.
Thank Mew to Daddy for insisting that everyone schedule your Chemo & Radiation treatments around my feeding & medical schedule.
Thank Mew to God for sending me to America (from San Juan) and giving me the purrfect family.
Sophia would say:
Sun’s up. Moon’s down. Time to feed me.
Yikes – we almost forgot to enter! If the cats could talk, I’m sure they would say “Why do you need to go to work when you could stay home with us!”
P.S. We donated to Angels for Animals earlier in the month – hope you raise a ton of money for them!
Max (fat, orange tabby) That was the drawer with the can opener.
Emmy (grey tabby) I loooovvvveee yoooouuuuu. Alotttt. Do you love me? Love meeeee. More. Moreeeeee. I’ll love you more too. Now I’ll go love Max. Love you Max. Love youuuuuu. I’m back mommy. I love youuuuu. Love me back again. More. Moreeee. I love you toooooo. Love you Otis the dog. umm OK…I’ll stop.
My cat Kushi would say:
“You would look in the mirror all the time too…if you looked as good as I do!”
Stitch would probably say something along the lines of:
“Do NOT leave the end of my tail fluffy when you shave me. Actually, just don’t shave me AT ALL. I know where you sleep and I will put terrible things in your mouth next time you do. That is all. Now go.” *slow tail twitch*
My cat would say:
“HELP! I’ve been catnapped!”
Because, you see, I do not own a cat.
oops – I meant to give you the cat’s name too…
Sugar would say:
Free dog.
Free dog.
Per Daffodil: “NEVER take me to see Grandma & Grumpy again, that other creature is so mean to me! Grandma and Grumpy should come to me, like proper worshipers should. Oh, and where’s dinner?”
Wallingford would say:
I am the boss of you, and her, but not him – he is scary.
my mistress has, finally, read some poetry to me that, at last, contains some resonation.
since i am a Scottish Fold..this poem, “Making a Poem”, by a Scottsman, presents something to tingle my Scot makeup.
“Make tea like skaters’ leaves.
You’re never free.
It’s blue dark night again.
Below the panes
in quietness.
Take a pencil
like the milkman’s horse
round and round.
But you must agree
with it, and love it,
even when it grows
too fierce for favour.
It comes, and the cat shines.
And make the poem now”.
©Edwin Morgan (1968)
Purrr…….