Tuesday Haikusday: Black Cats

I figure I’ll keep the black cat theme going this week. Eh hem…

Wherever I go, there you are.

This fellow is adoptable from Tree House. Ask for Lead Belly. Photo by the excellent John Boehm.

 Black cats are colored

like sleek ninjas of the night.

Footsteps in the dark.

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Hunting, eating, sleep.

They cannot be seen at all.

Mission accomplished.

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Dressing up nicely?

Black’s for any occasion.

You will wear their fur.

MAN I made them sound SO cool. Here’s what I’d look like if I were a black cat:

if crepes were blackAnd in case you missed yesterday’s video, we have reenacted one man’s story: I peed on my cat.

Has this ever happened to you? Because I had to play the cat that got peed on and man, that was the toughest role I’ve ever had to take on. It took all my strength as an actor not to laugh during that scene. Anyway, here it is.

Love,

Crepes.

Bachelor of the Week: Jean Valjean Plus An Extravaganza!

You guys!

Happy Thanksgiving to you all! I listed everything I was thankful for yesterday so that today I could focus on the important part of my site: Bachelor of the Week! Since it’s T-Day, I wanted to do something a little special. I’m going to present to you a wonderful kitty named Jean Valjean, followed by an extravaganza of photos from our last photo shoot with Tree House!  Special thanks to John Boehm for his beautiful photos! (Also, see the bottom for our Steamy Pups Giveaway winner!) Without further ado…

Jean Valjean. Un medium-sized amour.

Jean Valjean. Un medium-sized amour.

Meet Jean Valjean! Described by Tabby’s Place as a medium-sized tabby, we’d like to point out that sometimes medium is just right. It was perfect for Goldilocks and could be perfect for you, too! This particular Jean Valjean is far from miserables, but he is a little timid. He would prefer a home where the people are more medium-sized, rather than petit or small, i.e. children. Jean Valjean has FIV, although he’ll remain healthy as long as he’s well cared for. It kind of makes him sound romantic, though, doesn’t it? Jean Valjean, with the malaise of FIV, is looking for love, for his one, his only, his perfect fit, his medium soul mate. Will it be you? If you’d like to meet Jean Valjean, contact Tabby’s Place. Remember, distance means nothing if the love is true. Bon amour. Tres magnifique. Voulez-vous pet Jean Valjean sesoir? Le purr.

And now, let the T-Day extravaganza begin! If you see any kitties you like below, contact Tree House! Act fast! These little guys are gonna go like hot cakes.

 

Soda Pop

Soda Pop

Dennis Bergkamp

Dennis Bergkamp

Lead Belly

Lead Belly

Rayanne Graff

Rayanne Graff

Faldo

Faldo

Sarah Ferguson

Sarah Ferguson

Faith

Faith

 

Love,

Crepes.

PS. And the winner of our Steamy Pups is….. dah dah dah! Jan’s Funny Farm!  Congrats, Jan. The Honest Kitchen will be sending out your prize as soon as I collect your shipping address!

 

 

 

Bachelor of the Week: Lead Belly!

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Dapper, suave, eternal, like the flavor of a finely-aged wine.

World, meet now Lead Belly. For some of you that have been following my blog since the early days (which was actually earlier this year), you may remember Lead Belly. His original photograph showed him lying on his back waiting for pets. These photographs show his true self, which is why he deserves a second look. Aged like a pinot noir (13 years), Lead Belly has many fine notes. Sweetness and depth are pervasive without even a hint of tartness. Look into his eyes and you will see a fine soul that has mellowed with age.

Raised on the streets, Lead Belly is now ready for his constant companion. Someone who will hold his head and read Yeats aloud while sipping brandy near a warm, crackling fire. Lead Belly smacks of distinction, and occasionally he smacks feathers dangling brutishly from a wand.

Lead Belly has FIV, but he doesn’t care, and neither should you. Will you hold his head by the fire? Will you let him hold yours? Call Tree House and meet this lovely vintage today, lest you miss your chance and leave your cup feeling empty.

Please share his photos and tag them #magicats (I’m @refrigeratorcat) to help prove that black cats are amazing, magical animals. And they also pair well with a nice steak. I  mean, right before they eat it, anyway.

Love,

Creeps. (My Halloween name.)

I dare you to love me. I dare you.

I dare you to love me. I dare you.

Wherever I go, there you are.

Wherever I go, there you are.

Special thanks to John Boehm for his beautiful photos!