AwwIf It Fits, I Sits: 10 Adorable Photos of Cats in Flower Pots

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Exploits -- let's hear 'em!

Emma- (2006-2008)

It's all about- MEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Purred: Wed Aug 9, '06 7:16am PST


	So, last night Mom is organizing her beads (she fancies herself to be a "jewelry artist." Let's face it -- she's nothing but a two-bit firefighter, a smoke-eater, a hosepuller), and I spy with my gleaming little eyes this string of particularly pretty purple stones. I grab 'em and make a dash for it! (All the while Mom is crying, "Not the amethyst!!!") Thinking myself to be quite the little grifter, imagine my disappointment when, rather than creating the expected mayhem, Mom and Dad begin to laugh and out comes the videocamera! What the bleep??! I'm not trying to be entertaining, I'm trying to stir up chaos and maybe a little anarchy while I'm at it! I guess I'll have to come up with something less misdemeanor and more Class 1. sigh

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Emma- (2006-2008)

It's all about- MEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Purred: Sat Aug 12, '06 6:37am PST


	My antic today (am I the ONLY one who likes to brag around here??!)... Like the fool she is, Mom left a full roll of stamps (the kind with the self-adhesive backs) laying around where I could get to them. So, the next thing she sees is me zooooooming by followed by a trail of something (I was going so fast she couldn't quite make it out -- it looked like a blurry ribbon). Once she was able to apprehend me, she realized that I had somehow managed to get two of the stamps partially stuck to my behind, but because they were still also semi-stuck to the roll, I had the entire roll attached to me, like a second tail. Mom says that I was trying to mail myself off to Oma and Opa in Texas!!

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I'm kneady

Purred: Fri Mar 16, '07 6:51pm PST


	Sometimes when my mama goes over to her boyfriend's for the weekend, she leaves food out for me and my brother. Well, of course we eat it all at once, and then we're hungry for like the next day until she gets home. Well, Hunter (my bro), just skulks around all depressed. I, however, take matters into my own hands. So one time when mama left us alone, she came back to find that i had tried to make a chicken sandwich. I got a slice of bread out of the package, but i couldn't open the refrigerator door to get the chicken. So i ate most of the bread and i even left some out for Hunter, but he didn't eat his. Mama came home and saw the bread all over the kitchen floor and thought it was "cute" that i'd gone on "independent ops."

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