Dear Jeffrey Boussolini,
I understand that you’re a bit of a cat lady. Me too! As founder and sole proprietor of the Center for Feline Studies, you’ve transformed your apartment into a kitty laboratory. As a catspert (can I call you that?), you observe and analyze the intricacies of cat behavior.
In this Vice video, you show off your cat knowledge, noting that humans love cats — and kittens in particular — because their big eyes remind us of human babies, and we’re naturally prone to care for and love human babies. You even demonstrate your cat-on-human yoga techniques. Very impressive. Keep reading »
This is Colonel Mustard. He’s often the first thing I see in the morning and the last thing I see at night. In the evening, he likes to sit on my chest while I’m in bed and trying to read a book. He’ll swat at the pages until I pet him, and when I do, he purrs like a lawn mower tearing down some tall grass. In the morning, he follows me into the bathroom and talks to me while I’m trying to brush my teeth. He is a small, furry, very demanding child.
I have had Mustard — he also goes by Moo Moo, Moutard, The Colonel, The Kern-Dog and Dijonaisse (when he’s feeling saucy) — for going on three years. He was a rescue that I took on as a foster, but when I saw his huge paws — he’s got 7 toes on each front paw and six on the back — I knew I had to keep him. He sheds a lot, and twice yearly, he gets his bushy Maine Coon fur shaved into a lion cut. He also talks a lot. Like, all the time. And when he’s not talking, he’s purring, very loudly. It is crazy. Keep reading »
Is there anything cuter than cats in costumes? Maybe babies in wigs. But George the cat, who is dressed like Walter White from “Breaking Bad,” is still pretty cute. At last we finally know the answer to what cats are up to all day when we’re at work: cooking meth. [Laughing Squid]
No boyfriend? No problem. All you really need to celebrate this tres romantic Hallmark holiday is a feline friend or two. Just ask this gentleman, who spends much of his free time serenading his cat with Seal’s classic love song “Kiss From A Rose.” No shame in that, guy! If all else fails, and your cat just isn’t satisfying your emotional needs, why not browse the Purrsonals to see if you can find a mate for life? Just make sure your cat approves first. There is such a thing as emotional cheating. And listen, things could be worse; you could be Henri. Here are five things I’ll be doing with my cats this Valentine’s Day — I urge you to follow my lead and take your meow machines out to a beautiful candlelit dinner. They sure deserve it for putting up with your shit. Keep reading »
I wasn’t really into Monopoly as a kid. There were just too many friggin’ rules (like, why can’t you just grab the money when it’s right there?), and if I couldn’t have the Scottie, then I was not down to play. How cruel of the game’s creators to only offer one single desirable token, pretty much guaranteeing that this was not a game you could play with your siblings lest there be blood spilt over who had to be the thimble or the wheelbarrow. Maybe that’s just how they got rid of people back then. Population control and all.
In January, Hasbro finally heeded this obvious oversight and launched the “Save Your Token” Facebook campaign, which is exactly what it sounds like: a brutal fight to the death where only 7 of the 8 classic tokens would survive. And who got the boot but that boring-ass iron! Clearly that token was made for the ladiez way back when, and we no longer have any use for it. (Did we ever?) Because of, you know, feminism and stuff. Not only did they replace the most sexist Monopoly token of all, but they replaced it with the best thing possible: a cat. It’s a pretty handsome one, too! So step aside, Scottie, I know which token I’m staking my claims on next time I play Monopoly. Which, in all honesty, could be never. [BuzzFeed]
The Japanese are generally better at everything — including cats. For years, they’ve had cat cafes, where overworked people with not enough space can go to pet kittens. Now some cat-tastic enterprising Londoners are trying to take that idea global. They want to open a lovely space called Lady Dinah’s Cat Emporium, where cat lovers can go to sip some tea and enjoy the company of their furry friends. The furniture and style will be classic Victorian, though hopefully in some scratch-proof fabrics. And all the cats will be procured from local shelters. The owners are currently running an IndieGoGo campaign to get this cafe on its metaphorical four feet, and they need all the help they can get. Donate, if you feel so inclined, and help spread the kitty love across the pond. [IndieGoGo]