Nom tha police!

Nom tha police
Comin’ straight from the litter tray
Young kitty got it good cuz I’m cute
And not a scraggy moggy, but police think
They have the authority to not pay me any attention.

NOM THA POLICE! NOM NOM NOM! Prrrrrup

 

Affectionate cat distracts policeman

Online Tenori-on

Well, sort of. It does a basic impression of the Tenori-on, but it’s very therapeutic. You can make pretty tunes up surprisingly easily.

Tonematrix

via @cadburywolf.

Ferret dance

This was in the B3ta newsletter. It is pure cheerup material. Some might say a little too pure.

Cat waking up

From Cuteoverload.com via @ratbanjos

Cheer me up, dead spider

My tag cloud currently appears to be “inventing titles for the next Mogwai album” as Nick put it. So I have created some album art for it:

No, I can’t draw.

Es gibt eine Katze im Studio!

This is an old one now but it makes me happy for no discernable reason, especially when the kitty starts licking his chin. Aw.

Weatherman interrupted by cat during forecast

I promise it’s not going to be cat-based every day.

Swirly pixelkitten

Swirly pixelkitten will either give you a drug-like boost of joy, or photosensitive epilepsy. Stare at the kitty for a while, then glance at your real cat, which will appear to be possessed by a lavalamp.

People! I have a porpoise!

Yes!

I’ve actually come up with a purpose for this blog. Things that cheer you up. Or cheer me up, anyway.  Up until now it’s sort of been about that anyway, what with the Ball of Trumpets, Marzipus (which I STILL haven’t eaten), and my Lame Observational Humour. I won’t actually be doing much of that I don’t think, because of my increasing awareness of how unfunny I am. The illustration was ace though!

So, things to cheer you up. I will start shortly. Yay.

I love you. Bye.

Pinkletweets!

I’ve set the blog to tweet my posts. It’s all looking terribly intentful (possibly not a word), all this. I’ve also got a widget that shows my latest tweets on the right. So when I post this, it’ll create a social networking black hole as my blog reports my tweet about my blog reporting my tweets, and I tweet my blog about my blog tweeting my blogs.

Dead blog

Pinklefish is dead. This blog is all that remains.

Considering bringing Pinklefish back from the dead, but I can’t remember why I killed her in the first place…

It might all come back to me once I’ve revivivivivified her. It might be too late by then of course. Hm.

Edit:

I remembered why! But it doesn’t matter. It was a silly reason to kill Pinkle, so Pinkle shall live.

I say that but I’ll probably not be able to think of anything to post. It might all change from ‘vaguely humourous whimsy’ to ‘ten page long rants’ but I’ll try to not let that happen.