#crazy old cat lady

[jazzyrazzy157]

They shopping because why not

[majoracats]

For celebrating this March 8th, i decided to make an special illustration with all the adult villains in KND (including my ocs and my sona)

[darkdreamtheorist]

Lady in Whiskers & Slippers (Updated 11-19-23)

(Sling Set, 19. October) Back in Cinci-Oh, I struggled to earn small wages doing odd jobs in my awkward teen years. At Human age 13, my limbs shot up like bamboo n my paws were whopee cusions, yet Im still kitten sized compared to Big Rhonda n Aunt Jane (Circene screwd my mom's genetics more than dad screwed her in the motel 6 pool that birthed me! srry TMI). Two of my best gigs boiled to babysitting and the Cactus Joan Revue at Cincinnati Zoo. Sure I liked pouncing thru loops made by my preternatural tail Slink n wranglin livestock by the petting zone in Aunt Jane's Cowgirl dress from her Paris,Texas Runway last spring when she toured w/Coco Banana, the sitting jobs fared better cuz I met some critters as odd as I am, like that pygmy hippo boss baby Benny and his growth formula down by Wall Street, or that shadeling Taz Devil Vincent from Brisbane, Australia. But my recent sitting gig had some skeletons I hadnt noticed til then, n it all came to my sitee Last July.

I took care of a literal cat lady and her litter of 35 for 3 wks in her rustic Rhode Island shack. Her name was Julie Phyllis. 30yrs ago, she was a former resi of Spooner Street with a handful of cats, plus a large tabby w/black stripes she calls Mistress Bengal acting as security for the few dogs that dare cross her sidewalk n lawn. Lately some rowdy kids spouted off tall tales of her becoming a cat herself or that Bengal would take her place if she wasn't fed well enough. Wutever the case, she had gradually gone from Crazy Ol Cat Lady to Crazy Ol Cat IRL 'round Halloween time. They hadnt figured what caused her transfur, say for some strange glowing plants by her yard. Her cats musta rubbed on the leaves which carried bits of Circene spores in'em, then she rubbed her face n hands on their fur, turning her to this light orange Tabby I saw my first week of Nana-sitting, or maybe Ms. Bengal had been Mobilized n took Phyllis' place. Like any bothersome pets in the suburbs, her neighbors had shooed them far out of town, living their next nine lives in that shack. Few things to know bout my time w/Ms. Phyllis 2/3 weeks in: 1-Her signature clothes were a periwinkle bathrobe,small round glasses, n peach slippers in stockings. But as a Barban spinster housecat who could shift from anthro to feral at random, she rips her pantyhose clawing n stretching her toes apart when going full cat. Otherwise she's naked in both her Mobile and Wild stance sans a grey-blue collar on her neck with a tag reading "Bagel" whn goin out,wearin it as if she was that same cat that passed not too long ago. And I no shame luv it! 2-Her cats see her as Queen of the Litterbox given her girth from eating too much Meow Mix n cream, but I see a deluded fat-ass pussy, which is no different than other cats, playin round the scratch post, lappin that saucer of cream n tuna. 3-Litterbox stank n dander everywhere was unbearable 4-A pantry stocked full'o'tuna cans, milk & cream yet she forgets to feed them while gourging on the rations herself, chowing so much Meow mix like Trail Mix n guzzling gallons upon gallons of milk!

All that said, she wasnt a bad client, forgetful n piggy yes, but not awful, n still tho...I cudnt help but shake that we were kindred in some way, dark stripes n glasses aside. Few times we went Out to walk, Julie hung with her Golden Girls by a small pet friendly café, sharing gossip from the pets on Spooner street n out of state, comparing pills n claw lengths, wooing would-be mates at the Petsmart n VFW home. She was almost like family to me, rekindling our bonds after we havnt seen one another for a long time.

Near the end of week 2, I saw some frames of Phyllis with her 'tiger cat' Ms. Bengal almost one n the same at this point, even wearin the confounded collar with the wrong name Bagel. Another frame of that cat corners my eye, with a Persian and Siamese by her side, but she wore an enchanting Viper Green collar. Funny how they look a bit like my aunt n uncle on my mom's side, Muffin & Finch. Dad told me they had another tabby as a friend by name of Bagel, looking way too same-ish as Julie on that big orange Snick couch there by the TV set with all the other cats huddled over for daytime soaps or Price is Right like my inlaws did at the adoption center– ⚡️👓⚡️😳 Oh my...I blocked that thought out as a cub some point, not giving 2¢ about it, but it factors into my lineage with Ma when she left our lives. I was too bashful to blurt out my discovery in front of her cats lest they attack their False Queen in shock. Tho given her short-term memory loss, she wudnt hav known herself much post-TF. Was she Ms. Bengal or Julie Phyllis? TBC

[webdiggerxxx]

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[krazycat6167]

So @somerandomdudelmao made a version of their sona in a dystopia (inspired by @tapakah0 doing the same to theirs) and the person in this ask named the robot C.A.S.5 and I thought, ‘well then there’s at least four other C.A.S. units out and about in the world’ leading to this being the end result! It was a lot of fun to come up with the different customizations each C.A.S. unit has.

also, the design for C.A.S.4 (Cash) was partially inspired by @mobiitez post.

Doodles:

[foretokenart]

Now that my pneumonia is gone and it’s my birthday have a little troll art dump treat.

I never got around to finishing these, but since I have competed another trip around the sun I’ll do what I want. Lost a baby branch, some late summer Broppy, and some tangled au doodles.

[dixieandherbabies]

Dixie and her babies.

Getting some belly rubs from our human servant.

It’s risky business because I have some sharp parts & I go a little wild for the belly rubs!

[lurafita]

When the group needs to sneak into the police station again, they use Magnus as a distraction this time, because Alec sucks.

(Alec: "Hey! I wasn’t that bad."

Izzy: "I'm sorry big brother, but you were. You really, really were."

Magnus: "Don't mind them Alexander. If it were me, you could distract me all day. These mundanes just don't have any taste.")

So Magnus overly dramatically storms inside claiming his cat is missing and needs to be found.

("I'm sorry, Sir, but you can’t file a missing person report for your cat."

Magnus: "This is outrageous!")

At random points while the others are sneaking around, they will hear Magnus exclaiming things like

- "Well, call in the FBI then! And maybe also the CIA, we need all hands on deck!";

- "You don’t understand, Chairman Meow is my *baby*!";

- "I have a list of suspects who might have kidpnapped him!"

"Sir, this is a phone book."

"*Everyone* wants my cat. He is magnificent!"

[bumblingest-bee]

so i didn't get the part in assassins but my day has just been made because i looked up the cast list to see if this awesome older woman i auditioned with got cast as moore, and i shit you not she is playing the BALLADEER. sarcastic old lady balladeer is third-eye-open level casting. this is the best day of my life

[jazzyrazzy157]

This is kind of bonkers, but I’m satisfied with the end result

[millerflintstone]

The dating world seems so crazy to me. I watch reactions / listen to a morning radio feature across a couple of stations called Second Date Update. The person who calls the station has usually been ghosted and the goal is to understand what went wrong and to get a second date.

The number of people (mostly dudes) who double down on how they aren't wrong is amazing to me along with just awful communication and assumptions on both sides.

This morning, for example, the gal who ghosted the guy who called did so because she felt forced to go out on a rainy and cold hike. They had agreed to a hike for the date but the weather ended up being crappy on the day.

It didn't sound like either of them had talked about alternate plans for bad weather. The gal hates being cold in general. Why she went with the dudes inflexibility and suffered is beyond me. They met up at a Sbux so she could have safely left.

She was not happy that he was inconsiderate. The guy just doubled down on why it was a perfectly fine date and that she was ill prepared, which she admitted she was. It's not surprising that he did not pick up that she wasn't enjoying herself on the date but after hearing why, he didn't do anything in terms of trying to save the potential relationship.

I don't know. I don't get it. Why force the original plan if your date is showing reservations? Why go through with a date if you aren't trapped and can get away? I do understand that dudes can be unpredictable and dangerous, so protecting yourself until you can safely get away is key if you have any inkling a guy is going to get angry with you. But that didn't seem to be the case here.

Communication was just bad all around.

[jikothemartian-z]

Look what I was watching today

[jamethinks]

So, regarding my previous post: the 3 cats Nightfall has are based on each of the Forgers (not on purpose)

Kot is the adult male Siberian weighing in at about 9kg. His exact age is unknown since she had him since he was an adult. It is known that he is a bit older (notably older than Anya). She got him as a kid, and to avoid talking about her backstory, let's just say at some point she went back to Russia for him. Because of his age, he's not as energetic as most Siberians but definitely more energetic than a normal cat. He's got bone problems and has to take lots of meds.

He's the Loid of the cat team. Very serious, observant, and has no time for Koshka's shit. Because he was alone for so long, he actually prefers solitude. Finding a nice high place to perch up on and watch over everything. He's not openly affectionate and only prefers to cuddle with Fiona. He is a very patient cat though making him the perfect companion for Anya. She loves to pick this big heavy cat up and walk around with him and he just sits there with a grumpy face and everyone is worried she's annoying him but he's actually just chilling and kinda likes her.

The next is Kit. Kit is a purebred Sphynx that Fiona got from a gang of traffickers. It was a bunch of these chicken cats that they were trying to take to the use to sell to breeders and skinners. She rescued all and decided to keep one. Kit is very very affectionate and snuggly. He loves cuddling with Fiona at night and following her around during the day. Whenever she's not around her berries himself in Kot's fur and sleeps right there. He's not very suited for the eternal Ostanian fall so he has to be kept properly warm and is very pampered.

He's obviously the Yor parallel. Initially seen as weird and unusual, most people prefer to avoid him, and some even scream and run. In reality, he's actually the sweetest, most gentle cat of the bunch. Again, he is super affectionate and very extroverted. He's very social and warms up to the Forgers immediately. He even gets along with Bond loving to really get caught up in the big dogs endless fluff. Yor at first was creeper out by him but ended really warming up to him, and he spends most of his time there just following her around and accepting so many pets.

Koshka is the baby. Nightfall got her from the old man spy. He saw how sad she was because Twilight was too busy with Operation Strix and thought she just needed a baby for herself and that she did. Koshka is extremely energetic, like constantly bursting with energy. Stuck in an eternal state of zoomies. She's actually albino with a thick white coat, blue eyes, and partial deafness. She was born on some breeding farm and deemed defective and was set to be put down before old man spy got his hands on her. She's only around 6-9 months, so really a baby.

She's again meant to parallel Anya, I think he description alone shows why. Interestingly, though, she's Loid's favorite. He never liked cats because he thought they were mean and very solitary animals. He liked dogs because they're more social and just seemed more useful. Koshka absolutely broke his brain with her very dog like personality. She was super clingy and nagish just like Bond and would actually start climbing him if he didn't tend to her in time. She would be bolting back and forth through the house, jumping all over the furniture like an energetic puppy. At first, Loid found it annoying, but it also felt so familiar. Because she's so young, she hasn't been trained, so he enjoys dealing with this unpredictable little kitten.

[transbro]

Original blinkies from crazycatdollz

[voidzphere]

see the thing i hate abt migrating from tiktok onto here is not knowing who the fuck im already mootz with or not

like " holy fuck is that. wait. no nevermind .. wait. is it ?? "

[batri-jopa]

"Finally, I’ve made this point many times before, but it is worth repeating: Being single doesn’t necessarily mean being alone or being lonely. Most single people do not live alone, and even those who do live alone are often not lonely – they live alone because they want to, and have vibrant personal communities of family and friends. Of course, there are people for whom single life is not at all what they enjoy or desire. At heart, they are probably coupled. I don’t often discuss the downsides of single life on this blog because you can find that anywhere. It is the conventional wisdom that single people are miserable and lonely, and for most singles (based on scientific research), that wisdom is wrong"

Bella DePaulo Ph.D.