Monday, October 3, 2011

Mancat Monday (or a Stella O' fix...)


Disco December 2006 (when he was still 'fit')

Disco November 2010 (sporting 'Love Handles')

Disco August 2011 (a Hunka Hunka Burnin' Love!)

16 comments:

  1. We think you look great in all of them.

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  2. The Mommy has gone crazy! She lufs the Disco! She says that there is just more of him to luf! SQUEEEEE!!!!!(i'm switchin her to decaf.) xoxo

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  3. Theese are rockin' pics of Mr. D! Ms Stella will be beside herself for sure!

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  4. *scene*::

    The house is dark, it's so late, it's early. All are asleep, save one. Enter the dining room, the only light just visible is the ghastly garish glare from the old CRT screen.

    It is not entirely quiet, a small strange noise is heard intermittently. It's the tiny ticking of a claw on the keyboard and the rattling of the desktop detritus. The cause of the rattling is emanating from the sole sentient occupant on the desk. A cat.

    Her whiskers are vibrating vigorously and her stare is intent on the screen in front of her. Her long usually animated tail is lying flat out behind her motionless. Her claw ticks on a single key. If it were still visible, you would see the letter D. Quite a groove has been worn into it by now.
    *tap*.
    *tap*tap*tap*...
    *tap*.
    *tap*tap*tap*...

    A pearl of moisture is barely visible suspended from her lovely whisker humps. It too is vibrating gently, in it is reflected the inverse image of what holds her luminous eyed gaze. She is rapt.

    She will eventually be found in the morning, That Woman will come in and find her curled up sleeping, dreaming, with her head resting delicately on the keyboard. Her small body gently rising and falling in deep sleep.

    *end scene*

    We can only imagine what occupies the dreams of cats. Though for this particular gloriously mature feline, my moneys on the one featuring a Handsome Nekkid Mancat in naught but his charming collar and scrawled across the wall of their chamber are the words...


    Do.

    Not.

    Disturb.


    Is it any wonder that the word verification is 'bitings'? (no, I didn't make that up, it really is!)

    xoxo

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  5. What a handsome mankitty! Me and Charlie are swooning!! Take care
    x

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  6. Billy & Edward miss their 'Uncle Disco'!! Bill is walking on my bare leg right this minute, with his cold little piggy pads - just flipped on the heat - 67 in here when i got up - meow! =^..^=

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  7. Hmm, what's wrong with love handles? :-P

    Looking great there, Disco!

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  8. You sure are looking might fine at any age!

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  9. Disco, you know my mommy thinks you are THE one! She has always thought you were a cat among cats!

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  10. Woo hoo hoo! Those pictures sure make me want to squeeze Disco...

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  11. Dear Unkle Diskers, We aspire to be just like you when we get BIG, which will neffurr happen because MOM STARVES US! You are such a handsome mancat and all around great fella.

    We hope all is going purrrfectly with all of you kitties and CurlieTeriflower @ the CurlieSwirlie domain. Our mom has been so busy doing nothing and certainly not helping us visit blogs.

    big huge BONKS and BRONKS from the Cornish boys on the Clover Meadow cuddling together (separated by the bloo blankie of course) in the NON-sunny room.

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  12. MOL just read Stacy/Stellaflower's comment. I do not think that Miles should read that... he is not old enough to understand and I am not explaining --> you know since Unkle Diskers is, well, the Unkle and little mancats, well, you know.

    BIG bonks

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  13. Disco you are a handsome mancat. Those love handles just mean there is more of you to love.

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