Showing posts with label cats of toronto. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cats of toronto. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

do you recall?

do you remember a few months back there was a beautiful, full figured gentleman cat named Jang featured on this very blog?  No?  Well, maybe this will jog your memory:


OH YEAH!!!  That beautiful creature!

Well, Jang is so incredibly photogenic and pleasurable to look at, that he now has his own blog!  Rejoice!  

We all suspected it, and now it's confirmed - Jang's a feminist!!!  "Woman's Wisdom"!!  Great half paw tuck.

so debonaire. 

Jang's mama Cara sure makes a mean blog!

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Your Honor, would this face lie?

The face that launched a thousand ships

You can tell I love my mother because I have an "M" on my forehead.

Lenny knows that the camera loves him, and especially loves his leather pads and black velvet under-paw.

"Hey guys! It's me, Lenny (or Aslan).  I'm available for adoption at Toronto Cat Rescue!  
Just imagine if you brought a sweetie over to your pad and s/he saw this mug waiting for you.  
That's why they call me the wife-catcher. 
See my profile here! I hope you pick me."

Cat Lady of Parkdale sez: In a just society, we owners would be advertising ourselves on line for the cats to choose from!  Please support TCR by adopting, fostering, volunteering or donating!  Thank you.  

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Orange surprise!


This kitty is all shocked that photographer Margaret Kwan would dare set foot on his property and capture his likeness without an offering for his large urn collection!

On the other hand, this might just be an "I can haz cheezburger?" face.  They're similar expressions.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

My fellow cat-whisperer

God Bless the Innanet for connecting me with the inimitable Margaret Kwan, fellow cat-whisperer and Torontophile, whose beautiful blog, thirtyonekm, documents her work, life and inspirations in this fair city.

Lucky for us, Margaret travels Toronto over, making feline friends and snapping pics of her encounters with these beatific beasts.  Wait til you guys get a load of these guys.

So proud!  Margaret caught this guy protecting his Toronto bins as though they contained the Mummy-soul of the late, great King Tutankhamun himself!  I hope I have some little Cat God to protect me when I finally make my journey to the paradisaical underworld.

Am I Rite?