Really, Ferris?

Ok totally random but I have the same teacup with the face! It used to freak me out as a kid. LOL

I accidentally catnapped our cat and nearly took her to work with the yesterday. Cats are devious creatures trying to make our lives more complicated – IMHO.

Hahahahaha.
I like the wormhole theory. But cats are cats, and we all know it’s the latter.

did you stand in the kitchen and say “Mewler? Mewler?”

Really? I told you to get rid of that damn squirrel. Juanita creeps me out. At night, she slips into your room and steals little pieces of your soul. She uses those to fund various junkets to club baby seals and spread meth to over-privileged children.

Hahaha.
I like the wormhole theory. But cats are cats, so we all know it’s the latter.

*sigh* Cats. They’re so beautifully good at being so deliciously bad. ;D

I think mine might be a bigger mother fucker than Ferris. This is where I found him the other day.

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=3297686130849&set=a.1984352258323.2119422.1528749797&type=1&theater

The reason I have a dog, okay and allergies but really, who wants a cat that is an asshole?
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My dog likes to hide right behind me, and then gets horribly offended when I step on her.

It’s creative. If I were able I’d totally sleep on top of the hutch, too.
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With your recent Matthew Broderick photos, I briefly forgot your cats name. Although this picture is awesome, I was mildly disappointed not to see Matthew Broderick dressed as a cat, perhaps playing with a ball of twine.
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They just want to lord it over us foolish weak humans. My cat likes to do this too, but first he makes sure to knock over at least one of the vases I have displayed up there. Cats are dicks.
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We once had 2 WEEKS where we were looking for one of our cats. The food would disappear, but we couldn’t find her for love nor money… turns out that she had made a ‘nest’ (for want of a better word) in the cabinet under my brothers bed.

ewww
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Go Ferris! My cat would hide all day, and I’d be convinced that he’d finally succeeded in one of his constant attempts to slip outside. Then after all hope was lost, hours later he’d casually saunter out of the extra dimension he’d been hiding in and be all casual, “Hey, what’s up?”. It was an especially fun activity for him when we were trying to do a nose count before leaving for a weekend trip.

Bad Ferris, bad!
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Visiting a friend with cats, she and I went out, left my husband there watching sports. Came back, he had spent HOURS searching for one of the cats, totally distraught and sure it had gotten out. We assured him they hide. He would NOT believe us, was upset, angry with our lack of concern. Finally Jean sighed, walked in the kitchen, picked up and rattled the cat food box and said in her very happy high come to dinner tone “COME EAT.” and out the cat came.

I don’t mind the hiding so much, but the full-speed launch attack when they tag you ‘IT’ is pretty disconcerting after all the quiet. Which is exactly why they do it.

Been there. My guys tend to burrow into the bottoms of recliners (yes, tearing out a corner of the bottom cover) when we have visitors.

My Grandmother fed our cat one Summer while we were on vacation. The cat got out, and she spent hours looking for him. And the entire time, he was on top of our fridge.
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I’m glad my little dog can’t climb things like cats can. I can’t imagine how many deteriorating milkbones would be in places I can’t reach.
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Yeah, my 2nd cat uses my clothes as a ladder to get to the top of my closet… I’m with you.
But he doesn’t bark or pee on the couch, so I let him live.

WG
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Sneaky sneaky kitty. He’s up there playing the worlds longest game of hide and seek. Game on Ferris Mewler!

Brilliant

hahaha!! Cats are evil creatures..they’re known to hide in “kitty space” places that you’ve looked and can’t find them, but come poking / crawling out 5 mins later.. i say shoot a spitball at ‘em! LOL!
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My cats are total assholes like that too. I feel ya, girl.
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Our cat crawled in thru my daughters open top drawer and was laying in the drawer below it. Yep… adorable fuzzy snuggly assholes. Thanks for the panic attack you furry lil dick.

Also I have that tea cup with the face too… LOL or my mother does in her cabinet… i smell a world domination plot. Or it could be the sleep deprivation talking…. either way.

When I first saw this, I thought of the Brian Wilson/Taco Bell/Black Ops commercial. You know why you couldn’t find Ferris? Cause he’s black ops!!

Cat’s make the best spies. Or ninjas. Or ninja assassins. Or assholes.
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The caption under the photo sums up what every cat owner has felt at least once since getting a cat. I almost spit out my soda. Thanks for the much needed laugh this morning, Ferris!!

My cat is an asshole for breaking all the eggs today and leaving me dead birds to clean .he also woke me up way too early like at 5am, he us having his nuts cut off on Thursday, justice elk be fine.

I have two cats and my little one, Nola, loves to hide in new and different places. The couch in my basement has a blanket over it (to cover up the old and ugliness of it). I remember the first time she hid under that blanket. She’s so little (only 7 lbs) that it took over an hour before I realized that there was a slight lump under the blanket. UGH!!! But, once I pulled up the blanket and saw her adorable face looking up at me, I couldn’t stop laughing. They may be assholes but they’re funny, fuzzy, adorable assholes!

The whole time he was laughing at you. You know that, right? “Haha, woman. Mock ME on the internet, will you?”

I have this fear of finding a pet that has died underneath a bed. It’s irrational, but I always drop something or clap really loudly when I see a dark lump of fur underneath a bed. It’s usually a stuffed animal which kinda sucks because the stuffed animals don’t MOVE. So I have to TOUCH IT. With a ninja sword, actually. My husband still has one from his “days of being a ninja” or, as I like to call them, “dorky days of junior high.”
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I’m not sure what that frog thing is in your cabinet, but it’s freaking me out.

And yes, Ferris is an asshole.
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I have SO been there. We have 4 cats. One of them is the same kind of asshole as Ferris. We went on vacation and my parents couldn’t find him the ENTIRE time we were gone. They were certain they had let him outside by mistake or something. We get home, my dad tells me this whole long story about how they’ve been looking for Boots for days, can’t find him, got flashlights, looked everywhere, etc.

Literally 2 minutes after my dad walks out the door, Boots strolls out into the living room from whereeverthefuck he was hiding and looks at us all like “what’s all the commotion?” ASSHOLE.

Our cat, Lucifer, quite enjoys getting up there and knocking down all of my pretties….something about shattered ceramics and glass make her happy.
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Nothing hides better than a cat!
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I’m with Ferris, actually. Juanita is kind of freaky scary.
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Obviously, he wants to make you think he’s magical
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I think your frogs are gasping for air. Maybe they’re claustrophobic.
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I know exactly how you feel. Diva wakes me up by knocking over the trash can in the morning and then hiding in the office chair under the desk.

*sympathy hugs*

Graylin
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You know he was up there laughing his whiskers off at you.
Cats are evil that way, (I can relate)

I love cats — they add so much ‘excitement’ to our lives

Bahahahaha! Thank you Lydia #8 – you started my day with coffee coming out my nose.

Cats in my life come running when I shake the little bag of fishy treats. They also wait until I’m asleep before they JUMP on me if treat bag was empty. Then they snigger.
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I am fostering my kids’ cats while they are apartment hunting. My own cat reacted to this in a manner reminiscent of Juanita, which would be irrelevant, except that when I try to give each of them space, the newcomers (or interlopers, depending on your POV) head for spaces my old cat can no longer get at and then ambush us. The first morning it was, indeed, the top of the kitchen cabinets. (I dust up there about once a decade, so I guess I should be grateful to have that job done for the next ten years or so, eh?)

My cat is a dick. He only runs out the back door at night. He’s black. And I never have shoes or a flashlight handy when it happens.

He´s on a cabinet! A LVING cabinet!
(Sorry, I couldn´t resist.)

He is clearly a double agent. A motherfucker double agent who believes that his best disguise involves blending in with cabinetry.

Perhaps Ferris Mewler was just jealous of all the attention that Matthew Broderick was getting for his awesomely random spatula & egg pics.
Speaking of which, my boyfriend actually suggested that I start an all-out random pic campaign on facebook to get you to accept my friend request. I told him I already sent you a pic of me with a camel & how, pray tell, did he expect me to top that? His suggestion was that we ask John Cleese for a random pic with a stoat to send to you. I didn’t even know what a stoat was, but apparently it is a weasel type creature and my boyfriend doesn’t think John Cleese would mind holding one for a picture to send to you. My obvious reply was, “Can’t we just find a stuffed one and buy it for her to add to her collection?” Alas, my boyfriend doesn’t think you can be bought with such taxidermied things. I agreed that you couldn’t be bought, but that you could probably be rented at least long enough to accept my friend request on facebook. Any thoughts?

Until then, I will be sending you random pictures daily…because I care.

I sometimes tell my kids their cat got out and send them looking for him just so I can have some peace and quiet.
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That picture! Priceless. The cat’s name is genius, but I would expect nothing less of you Bloggess!
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Cats are evil. This is why you should just have a big dumb dog. You always know where they are because you are constantly tripping over them.
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Apologies if someone’s already shared this, but take a look at mycatisadick.com.

“The question isn’t ‘what are we going to do,’ the question is ‘what aren’t we going to do?’” In this case, your Ferris has decided to sit on the top of the cabinet and watch you freak the hell out. It could be worse – he could be joyriding in your priceless Ferrari.
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it was his day off…

I had the same thing once. I came home, walked into the kitchen, heard meows, and after awhile (15 minutes, but it was a small apartment) took this picture:

https://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LV94EteKn5vo6DsDh7G6ldMTjNZETYmyPJy0liipFm0?feat=directlink

lol, I only wish my dogs would disappear for about two hours…where ya going mom? what are doing in the laundry room, mom? can I stand at the sink with you while you wash your face, mom? can I stand in front of you while you pee, mom? Yes my dogs call me mom, and no they don’t care what Husband does unless he is in the kitchen.
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haha Cats are evil, but life might be boring without them. Our cats do the same thing. My husband’s cat has one way to get her out of any hiding place: open a can of wet food, her fat ass comes RUNNING from where ever she was hiding!
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I’m pretty sure he used the wormhole to get up there. I bet he has all of the missing socks from your dryer up there with him
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I love seeing the title of your post in a feed reader and wondering “will it be about her cat or about Matthew Broderick?” You are the best.

My cats are both well behaved angels.

*snerk* Sorry I couldn’t say that with a straight face. They’re awful little shits at times.
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Naughty cat!! My cats do that to me too. But they come out if I get out the bag of whisker lickins cat treats. I think they are addicted and I am going to have to have an intervention.

Normally, if I haven’t seen her in a while, mine comes running for the treats; but about 3 times a year, she just doesn’t. After I’ve gotten myself completely worked up (I’m unreasonably protective of her because she’s a bit “special”, so I kind of freak out… okay I freak out a lot) she’ll saunter in, yawn, and demand treats. I don’t know why they like making us want to throttle them, but I think it’s to make sure our devotion is abject enough.

Ferris Mewler’s Day Off?

It’s a Jedi mind trick. Just go with it and have a nice cuppa tea.

My cat does this. He actually has a hiding place that we have yet to uncover. He’s smart, too – waits until we’re on the other end of the house to come out so we don’t know where he came from. Bastard cats anyway.
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You can’t name him Ferris Mewler and not expect him to take a day off!

I don’t think, this counts as my cat being an asshole, maybe just a moron, we spent hours looking for her, we took a break and my brother sat down on the couch when she started meowing. So we went snd checked the attic. Nope, she had found a hole in the couch and was stuck in the couch… Another hour and full can of tuna later we were able to guide her out.

The Kilroy of cats.
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I just wanted to say that inevitably your posts make me laugh and somehow worm their way in to make me actually feel better for an amount of time worth noting (at least to me). I’m bipolar, and even on medication some days are a LOT harder than others. But sometimes, I need laughter that I cannot ignore more than I need a pill. Thank you for that! =D
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This is why you should put a bell on a cat’s collar. Asshole cat is annoyed, and he can’t sneak up on you. (Said by a person who is so intimidated by her cats she would never attempt such a feat).
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I returned home from vacation & was unable to find my cat. My first thought was that she got out when my friend came to check on them, my second was that she found some way into a spot & had died. After scouring the house in a panic, I found her IN THE COUCH. Alive too. Thankfully.

when I first got my cat I had to leave him with my mom for a summer. After 2 hours of searching she called me frantically telling me she had lost the cat. My response, “look up.”

I don’t think I’ll ever lose Phoebe. Usually I’m trying to get her to not sleep directly on my face.
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I once shut my cat in the coat closet on my way out the door to work. Poor thing was in there the whole day and tore out a HUGE chunk of carpet scratching to get out. Surprisingly, she didn’t pee or poop on the floor in retaliation. I do believe she peed on the bed in retaliation for not getting fed that day.

I had her declawed the next week. Cause I’m an asshole like that.

(She lived until she was 13, so don’t judge me. And I don’t declaw anymore.)
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I sure do love cats.

Sookie loves to hide. She scared the shit out of me when I made the bed yesterday morning. I pulled the duvet up. She was between it, a laundry basket, and a crap basket. All I saw were eyes as she looked up and meowed. Definite ‘win’ in her column.
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But also, can we talk for a second about how I’m kind of in love with all the creepy ceramic animals living inside your china cabinet? Because I totally am. The end.

This is why I don’t look for my cats.

Granted, I had two cats (one two years ago, one six years ago) run away and I didn’t realize for a couple of days. Those were VERY UPSETTING EVENTS that I’m really not over yet. Nonetheless, day in, day out, I have much less anxiety because I don’t spend hours looking for cats.

My sister spends hours looking for her cat and gets upset when she can’t find him. Then she finds him. I think I’m happier.
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That cat has a major attitude problem. He could probably use some kitty Valium or weed. Side note, I have the same frog vase. Majolica rocks.

Such is life with cats. One of mine opens and closes doors for sport. I wish he did this instead.
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This is why I love dogs. I like organization too though, so I can appreciate that Ferris can be neatly tucked away on top of a cupboard.

No way! I have the same little face teacup as well! Spooky O.o
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Not unlike his namesake…

Of course he’s up on the hutch. All the better to look down upon his lowly subjects, the humans.

My peaches does that … even better, she discovered that there is a zippered compartment on the bottom of the cocktail ottoman in our living room, managed to unzip it, and then climbed inside for a nap … little brat!

Ferris Mewlers Day Off.

I have five cats, and the realtor came yesterday to give the house the once-over. She counted four. Then she recounted and also got four, but it was a different four, and she didn’t realize. She did this several times before I corrected her. Cats love to dick with people.
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My sister’s cats do this when I check on them when her family is on vacation. They have ten cats (not a typo), so it can be hard to get a visual on all of them. One of them sent me into a panic when he not only hid from me on every visit, but he also took a few hours to surface when my sister’s family returned home. I thought for sure they would eventually locate him by smell. Damned cats.

My family believes that every now and then when our cats just completely disappear that they tesseract to somewhere else a la A Wrinkle In Time. What we have dubbed “Tessercating.” Though, in your case, it I definitely think that Ferris is a jerk.

Ours scaled the wall studs in the unfinished basement laundry room, and got between the ceiling and main level floor of the rest of the house (rest of the basement was finished. Only to crash through the water access panel in the adjoining bathroom. Once we secured that, she couldn’t get down on her own, and would meow through the vents upstairs for us to come rescue her. Cats ARE assholes.

Awesome. My own little miss Monkey-Fur Pants Delirium ‘Vulgarus’ loves to sit on the top of things. Especially if they have things for her to knock upon the floor.
Oh fur-children, how colourless and boring our lives would be without them.
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I find it amusing that completely unrelated to your blog, my husband started calling our cat “feris Mewler.” I tried to explain to him that he got it from you because of some inter-spatial mind linkage, despite his claims that he didn’t even know you exist (he does, I’ve shared many conversations with you and Victor, which he assumes were between a same-sex couple because, unless told otherwise, he assumes all speakers are male so he can better relate to them and I had apparently not informed him otherwise) and that even though you came up with it first, it’s his idea. So are robot chickens. At which point I had tried to explain that no, it’s robot TIGERS and METAL chickens, but then my mind blew up at the possibilities of a Robot Beyoncé. army.

Whew. I kept looking for his body inside the cabinet.

Once when we moved we ran around looking for our Tigger for and entire day. He was happily sleeping in the linen cupboard oblivious to the fuss. Bastard.
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My asshole cat likes to run into the closet (as I’m closing the door) in the morning while I’m getting ready. He doesn’t come out until I find him later…after he’s been shut in there for 12 hours…and has peed on things.
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Did he escape to your grandmother’s house?
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Cats are so weird. I have to check all of my closets before I close the doors to them because our cat has gotten inadvertently stuck inside them on many different occasions. And then I spend hours looking for her, and when I find her locked in the closet in my daughter’s room, I pray she hasn’t shit somewhere inside.
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Why is it personal that he’s in a place that you, by the way, can’t find him? Cat’s think even less about what you need and want than people do…

Funny because I just saw this: http://www.thisiswhyimbroke.com/pet-hoodies and INSTANTLY thought of Ferris Mewler!

I still think wormholes could be to blame. He was really gone for hours in another dimension where he was chased by rabid tuna and cake. Then he finally found his way back and his ears are really saying “YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT I’VE SEEN”.

All I’m saying is poor kitty.

Once I freaked out while looking for my kitten – white with black spots, not hard to find. Looked everywhere. Turns out he was IN the box that I moved out from under the bed while looking for him. He had climbed inside it and my husband found him after I tearfully called him at work because I’d ‘lost the cat’. They are SO sneaky that way.
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I can’t have cats because I’m allergic– but this cat is rad as shit.
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Also, is it wrong I feel a strong, almost uncontrollable urge to straighten the shit in your china cabinet?
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I once spent an hour looking for my cat Robin. Then I gave up and decided to grab a soda from the fridge. There he was sitting on top of dessert. No one was entirely sure how long he’d been in there. He seemed to be okay. Maybe a little miffed that his plans to cryogenically freeze himself had failed.

@websavvymom I was playing hide & seek with my nephew the other night until I told him I had to go home to Winston (my 98lb American Bulldog). My nephew asked me if Winston likes to play hide & seek. My brother started laughing and said “Buddy, I don’t think Winston would be able to find anyplace big enough to hide him.”
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Thats hilarious! Thanks for making me laugh, not having a good day.

For weeks, I could not figure out why my jars of salt and pepper kept falling off the top of my microwave oven. Then I saw something remarkably similar to the photo you just posted in my own kitchen. Apparently, my spices were getting in the cat’s way. (*&$#(*& cats. Good thing they are so… wait, doesn’t Ferris Mewler like to attack things that walk by the Christmas tree? Has he found a new launching pad? Beware, Bloggess, beware.

Clearly, it was Ferris Mewler’s day off.

So sorry, couldn’t help myself. And my cats, before they weighed about 75 lbs, did the same thing. Now they are anchored to the earth.
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Cats are assholes. I put out some butter to soften for baking one day, then realized I’d forgotten something and ran to the store. When I came back I found tongue prints in the butter. I’d lived in that house for three years and that was the first I knew I had that the cat had been jumping on the kitchen counter, which she knows DAMN WELL is not allowed.

Now we have a ridiculous little dog that the cats hate, so no more coming into the kitchen for them!

My cat is never more than 5 feet from me while I’m at home. He’s like a guard dog, but twice as courageous. Saved my life once, I tell ya. Actually just finished an article about it to be posted in about 2 weeks.

He’s a manly cat among cats.
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@Sedge

And that’s why we put up with the occasional asshole behavior. When I had my total breakdown both my cats were right there. At least one of them was within arms reach the entire time. If I was still she was in my lap, if I was moving she would shadow me. They even took turns eating.

They talk about dog loyalty, but nothing compares to what those cats did for me.

He is just waiting for that shiny cat on the top shelf to move.

And then ROWWRR HHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSS SLAAAAASHHH!

Who’s your Daddy, teacup?
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What does he think of all of the taxidermy animals it what I’d like to know. That shit would freak my pets out!
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You were SOOOOO meant to have Ferris Mewler. He truly is the perfect cat for you.

I love that you were able to catch him in the act!! Don’t you just love the furry four legged family members!
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I have a chihuahua that half the time I “misplace” her, she is walking behind me. She’s so little that I don’t even hear her footsteps.

The pugs… not so much. I know where they are at from all their grunting and snorting.

Ferris is a clever cat, yes he is!

I brought my adorable little cat when my family moved nearly 2000 miles, Idaho to Kentucky. It was a one-way trip…we aren’t going back.
Day 1, we traveled out of Idaho and through Wyoming, stopping in Wyoming for the night.
My kitty (Lily, Tiger Lily when she’s in trouble) got carsick for the first time and I freaked out and called my grandma for advice (“Granny, Lily’s foaming at the mouth and what’s going on is my cat dying??????”). Keep in mind, this was in late July of last year, and it was boiling hot out, so I kept spraying her from a squirt bottle. She was understandably very angry at me.
Day 2, we got into Nebraska and stopped in Nebraska for the night.
We were all in one room and agreed to let Lily and our dog, Oddball, roam the room overnight. Oddball spent the entire trip loose in my dad and brother’s car, but Lily was in her carrier with me and my mom.
So, overnight, there was a really big storm…the thunderclap woke my parents up. It didn’t help that my dad got partially woken up by a cat running across his face.
The next morning, we’re all woken up by my dad crying “Lily???? LIL-LEEEEE!!!!” and when my mom asked him to be quiet (it was about 7am and we were asleep) he yelled that he thought the cat had gotten out. He had been going in and out of the hotel room and out to the car, and all she had to do was slip past his legs, out the room door, and follow him outside.
I was awake instantly, running around the room everywhere. By the time I pleaded with other guests to let me know if they saw her, I was bawling. “She’s…she’s a very small, tabby cat, she’s gray and black and she’s small, her name is Lily, she’s really sweet, oh god I’m never gonna see her again…” I walked about three blocks in every direction from the hotel, calling for her, tears streaming down my face. There was a huge field out in back of the hotel. It was around 9am when I finally told my dad that I understand…we need to get a move on. He had to be at work in the new town on a certain day. We couldn’t delay our trip. We need to go.
That was when my mom came running out of the hotel yelling that they had found her. The stupid fucking (forgive the language) cat was under the bed. Who knew that hotel bedframes aren’t solid! I do, now. The mattress my brother and I shared had slid down just enough that Lily slipped under it and into the nice quiet dark place when that big thunderclap scared her. When the nice hotel maintenance guy helped my mom and brother lift the bed, she came sauntering out, just as calm as you please. I spent the ENTIRE rest of the trip alternately sobbing and craning around in the seat to stare at her and reassure myself that she was still there.

Of course, at the next hotel we stopped at, she was a pissy little witch, but that was because my brother, who is a moron, dropped a fucking three-inch-thick book (about the size of your average huge dictionary…about as big as a Harry Potter book, probably) on her. We made a new rule that before anyone left the hotel room they would have at least two sources keeping an eye on the cat or else she was in her carrier, the carrier was locked, and both of those facts had been triple-checked.

By the way, she’s perfectly fine now, peeing on my bed when she’s bored and wants attention and chasing bubbles. I found ice-cream-scented bubbles at a store recently and right now I’m using the chocolate-scented ones. Dual function of room freshener and kitty exerciser. Unfortunately she hates the sound of the automatic bubble-blower and the catnip-infused bubbles sink straight to the ground, they don’t give her a chance to run after them very well. I wish she liked the catnip bubbles…I’m terrified I’m gonna get pulled over sometime and a cop is gonna look through my purse and find a suspicious baggie full of catnip. How the fuck do I prove it’s catnip??!

Thank you for providing me with yet another great reason to prefer DOGS, and continue saying no when my kidlet asks for a cat.
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Have you checked to make sure there aren’t any stuffed rodents missing?
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sigh* ….. cats freakin’ cats……. >^.^< of course are you sure that's not Batman atop your hutch??

and as to song lyrics – oh no you are not alone: my stepson (bless his little heart) was super good for lyrics rearrangements: AC/DC (ask Victor, he'll know Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap – try Dirty Deeds Thunder Chief – cause that makes sooo much sense. Or another song by Linkin Park – lyrics "these wounds they will not heal.." new and improved version "…these worms they will not leave.." or his sister with the Joan Jett classic "I love Rock-n-Roll" "put another dime in the shoebox baby (cause you know she didn't know what in the hell a Jukebox was -uggh) Soooo there you go

There is absolutely no reason why it can’t be both. He used the wormhole to hide BECAUSE he’s an asshole. Sounds like a cat to me! Mine stole the milk out of my breakfast cereal this morning; sounds like a cat, yeah, except it was SOY MILK. I should send a testimonial to the company that they make soy milk so much like real milk, even the cat drinks it.

I was sitting on the bed talking on the phone the other day while folding clothes and was scared shitless when one of the cats crawled from the open fourth drawer of my dresser into the open third drawer and jumped out. Don’t know when she got in there or how long she was, but that wormhole theory is awfully interesting.

What really freaks me out about this picture is the teacup. IT’S LIKE YOU’RE DRINKING BRAINS. Are you secretly a zombie? cos if so then you’ve really been leading us on about that. And probably about how to kill them too. Maybe fire and beheading really give zombies magical superpowers like a fricking giant Hydra, you know you chop of one head and it grows 3 back. That teacup is a horcrux.

my cat Neige-neige was the mistress of hiding out… in the 15 years we had her we never found all her hiding spots… we knew some… but she could hide out for up to 3 days IN the house!
that pissed me off b/c I like to do Cataccounting before leaving the house locked up…
all the cats were indoor cats… but better safe than sorry… and I didnt want them lock into a room either barred from their litter boxes…

or, he’s just a cat being a cat…

hahahahahahahha

omg well played FM well played
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What a hiding spot.
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I had a similar problem with my black cat. Couldn’t find him anywhere, and we live in a two bedroom house! Finally, I gave up and went to bed. I tossed my clothes into the laundry basket, and that’s where the furry little bastard was sleeping. I couldn’t see him because he was on top of bunch of black socks… He knew what he was doing – camouflage kitty.

AH HAHAHA!! You KNOW he’s been watching and thinking, “Juuuust keep on looking, bitch…keep on looking.”

Ferris is such a damn cat.
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My daughter took an almost identical picture tonight of my cat (whose full name is Sir Wellington Fandango Destroyer of Worlds) on top of my kitchen cabinets, surveying his kingdom. The guy from ‘My Cat From Hell’ would say it means they are ‘tree dwellers’. i think it just means they like to scare the shit out of their owners by jumping down at them in the dark when they are getting a midnight snack from the kitchen…

Large dog, harder for them to hide…. small dog, loud and yappy and can get stuck in railings but not inside furniture…

Hamsters are evil. Period.
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The thing is, those little guys think they’re so clever, but then they forget something obvious, like that their ears stick up higher than their heads (or that their tails extends beyond the end of their bodies).
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He must be related to my cat.

PS: Still laughing at the “did you stand in the kitchen & say Mewler? Mewler?” comment. Bravo.

My cat does that all the time. But in his defense, Hawkeye is pretty brain damaged so …if he doesn’t respond to being called (and I find him on top of the kitchen cabinets) I figure it must be because he’s slipped into some kind of alternate dimension in his mind. And most everything is forgiven. Except the daleks. I’ll never forgive the daleks.

– that guy with all the dogs (and sometimes a cat) Pine @ To Dog It May Concern
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Dogs have owners…. cats have staff. Just sayin’ …

We should trade cats. I once put mine up on top of the entertainment center because the kids wouldn’t leave him alone, he cried like a baby until I got him back down. Evidently my cat is afraid of heights.
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Aww. The cat just needed some “mew” time!
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My bitchy bengal was meowing from UNDER THE STREET, in our new neighborhood. My neighbor came over with a crow bar and helped me remove the sewer grate, so I could jump in and bribe her with treats. She did not take the bait…we gave up, and awaited the smell that would tell us she died in the labrynth of our local sewer run offs. But THAT would have been too easy. I was very embarrassed ten minutes later, when she popped out of a different grate, down the block, in front of the good neighbors house….I used to think she would die at the hands of a rabid coyote (we have those), but now I suspect she will drown under the street, when she goes there to take cover from the rain. That cat IS ironic, so I suppose that would be a fitting end.

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Perhaps there are mice on top of the cabinets…
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I love this! cats are such sneaky little fuckers. Mine hides on top of my top wardrobe and then cries when he can’t get down, which is the only way I know he’s there.
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Fuck. I love cats.
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Found Mewler!

http://www.flickr.com/photos/leeray/6815790592/in/photostream

Ha!! He’s awesome. Maybe he just hid up there because he knew it would result in a fantastic photo op.
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This is why I have horses and chickens. Shit like that lives outside.
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At least he’s not the kind of asshole cat mine is. She peed on a towel that had hidden itself in the middle of nowhere, and by the time we tracked down the smell, it had eaten right through the finish on our hardwood floor. Asshole.
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Speaking of lost and found…
http://www.thestar.com/news/canada/article/1142351–found-giant-chicken-didn-t-just-cross-the-road-it-skipped-town

Bwahahahaha!

Oh, if i had a nickel, and I know exactly how you were feeling, all scared and twisted up and just knowing he was somewhere watching and laughing up his furry sleeve. Which he was.

All cats are assholes, no matter how much you love them.

One of ours (Pyewacket the Puker) likes to sleep on the top of our bed furniture unit (about as high as Ferris is there) and jump off onto my stomach while I’m sleeping. She weighs about 9 and a half lbs. Motherfucker indeed!
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I think our cats are related. One of my cats is currently bathing on top of my china cabinet but when she lays down, she is invisible from the ground.
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Yeah, one of mine got into a top kitchen cabinet and CLOSED THE DOOR ON HIMSELF. This was while I was loading the car to move. Freaked me out as I thought he’d somehow gotten outside and lost on the day I was leaving the state. Sometimes they are assholes. But when they are cute and cuddly and lovey it’s hard to remember the assholery.

I love you. I really do. I should have put this under the Matthew Broderick spatula post, but this has less comments, so maybe a higher chance you’ll see my declaration of love here. Beyonce got me hooked, things like Ivagination keep me coming back for more. I wish I had your brain. In a non-Hannibal Lecter way. Just to be clear.

You spend a lot of time looking for Ferris Mewler. Doesn’t he know you have shit TO DO? Like…look for him… That’s right. He’s a cat. Cat’s don’t give a fuck. My bad.

All cats are assholes, I think it’s mandatory. Our cat use to hide on top of our entertainment stand, wait for my husband to get comfy in the recliner and close his eyes…then as he started to nod off, normally after being in the field for a week or two, Oreo would flying squirrel from across the room and cat bomb him. It was fantastic! I would always give her extra treats after those encounters
Oreo passed away 2 weeks ago at a ripe old age of 15, she was a great cat and an annoying asshole and I miss her daily.

ummmm, the wormhole lets out on top of your hutch, just sayin’

We have a cat who slides in under the duvet on the bed when kids come over, and actually – no kidding – spreads himself out flat so there’s hardly any lump. We also believe that cats can hide under the paint on the wall. It’s the only explanation for where they go.

I have 4 (long, not-so-funny story unless you like tales of near roommate homicide!) and they are indoor cats who have always had a whole house to run around in. Well, we moved and they’re scared of the rest of the house so they just stay in my bedroom. And one of them (I suspect the boycat) just LOVES to run across the bed at about 2am and step right on my boyfriend’s nuts. Doesn’t step on me at all, doesn’t even wake me up! (I suspect penis envy.)

Ferris Mewler? Girlfriend, you just totally dated yourself — from a fellow Bueller fan. Nerds, geeks, tools, skanks, bimbos, metalheads–they all love him.
Love your blog. I added it to my blogroll. My goal is to be as fucking hilarious as you one day.

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Hahahaha…I have two cats that do the exact same thing! I rotate between calling them motherf*ckers and assholes; just depends what day it is..
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This is why I prefer cats over most people. I think Ferris Mewler needs a fan club. I’d join it.

Maybe he needs a ghost cat friend to play with. I found someone on Etsy who sells them. I bought one earlier this week. The ectoplasm is in the mail. I am so excited for he/she/it to come. I thought it might be the kind of thing you’d be interested in. Might be a nice gift for Victor. http://pocketfullofprose.blogspot.com/2012/03/my-ghost-cats-in-mail.html
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You should check out
http://mycatisadick.com/
It’s hilarious! I’m going to go look through all of the pics again…

I have those Bailey’s Irish Cream cups too!

#6 Reason I don’t have a cat.
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I love cats. You know he was probably up there laughing his ass off while he watched you search the entire house for him. Cats are assholes like that.

Oh god, that made me laugh. And also, as previously stated, a good argument for dogs, although my dog has still been known to surprise and/or elude detection.
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Shit. I so totally KNOW. We have one that does that, too, and my G-D it’s annoying!! Our super fatty hides behind the DRYER! The DRYER for effs sake!! Sigh. Good thing we love them.
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