the local gang

the local gang

For cats, wrapping one's tail around another cat's tail suggests that they're very close friends; it's equivalent to us placing an arm around a friend's shoulder. So this picture is equivalent to a gang of bros walking down the street arms around shoulders taking up the whole sidewalk.

I bet they are littermates!

"You came to the right neighbourhood, motherfucker."

For sure! They've got the same eyes and similar markings so so so so cute!!

When you're a Cat, You're a Cat all the way From your first catnip To your ninth dyin' day

Cat's eyes are relatively new, first invented in the 1930's in the UK. Prior to this, these animals were blind.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat's_eye_(road)

So this picture is equivalent to a gang of bros walking down the street arms around shoulders taking up the whole sidewalk.

So they're jack asses, got it.

He said cats don't have eyes and get them installed in the UK.

Left to right: Porthos, Athos, Aramis, d'Artagnan.

I am very lucky that my cat's eyes came preinstalled. There is no way I could afford a trip to England right now. That is why when it comes to cats, I always buy used.

i half expect them to start singing and dancing... looks like broadway.

Is this why cats sometimes twine their tails around a human's leg? They're giving us a side-hug?

If yes, you are about to make my day.

Lol what.

I have three cats who are littermates and this picture immediately reminded me of them. When people come over to the house they hide under the bed for about a half hour, then they work up the nerve to come out into the living room as a gang. They peek around the hallway first like the kitty on the far right.

purr purr purr! (that's me, not the cats)

http://imgur.com/TcTOSo4  reminded me of this

reminded me of this

We have a huge cat who hates us adults but loves our two kids. He's so big that when my daughter, age 7, sits on the floor, his tail wraps around her shoulders. He does this frequently. It's as adorable as you imagine.

Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs

It's a cat king

THE BOYS ARE BACK IN TOWN, THE BOYS ARE BACK IN TOWN

Hey, that's just like my cat!

What a bunch of pussies

When you're a cat you're a cat all the way

I'm gonna say yes just because it would make my day too.

4 cats 1 tail

They look way more threatening. And is that kitler on the right? He looks ready to fuck shit up

This makes me want to get no less than three cats at a time.

I could only afford 1 eye for mine.

I named her Turanga.


It's my crazy cat lady dream to raise an entire litter of kittens and keep them together their entire lives. But a small litter tho, like 3 or 4, I'm not 5 or 6 cats crazy.


I did.

A litter of two orphaned sisters. Not even 3 weeks old when I brought them home from the shelter to foster. And a mess when I got them. Stank to high heaven and fur was so matted it took me a week and half to finally comb the mats out.

I put them in the empty bathtub and warmed the bathroom up into the 80s. (It was winter.)

I'll never forget the feeling that first evening when I walked into the bathroom with their food and they let out that cry that hungry kittens do when they see their mother returning. I felt like momma.

I had to bottle feed them every three hours while they covered my hand with fine, stinging scratches. I had to teach them how to eat wet food without swimming in it. To teach them to eat dry food and drink water.

I had to medicate them when they were sick. Show them how to use a litterbox. It was at the other end of the tub from their nest, but it seemed an enormous distance to kittens who couldn't even crawl very well.

I shared their moment of triumph the first time they climbed to the top of the scratching post. Saw them try and try to get out of the bathtub until one day they were big enough. 

Watched as their play drive awaken. Made a castle out of ramen noodle boxes -- this cardboard creation which they would climb in and out of and through the holes I cut and jump off. It finally collapsed because they had grown so big it couldn't take the weight.

Became their safe center of their world as they explored new spaces. They'd circle back to me constantly as they explored a new room.

I was their napping spot. Their favorite plaything.

And by the time they were healthy enough to be turned in to the shelter, I couldn't stand the idea of some stranger adopting them and never knowing what happened to my babies. 

But I also couldn't pick one as people would tell me. So I kept them both. 

Which is how I ended up with three cats. More than I ever thought I'd have. But three's my limit.

The strange thing is, I thought the two sisters would be best friends for life. But they're not. I'm their primary bond. (The primary bond of all three cats.) After spending their early kittenhood snuggled together, the only time they even sleep together any more is because they're sleeping with me. And they fight over who gets the prime spot on me.

EDIT: Photo of them as babies. http://maggieameanderings.com/images/2014/Foster_kittens_Elf_and_Beauty_fuzzy_border.png They spent their early kittenhood wet because they ate their "soup" (wet food and milk formula put through the food processor) by sticking their head, chest and front legs into the bowl. So every three hours, after I fed them, I had to wipe them off. Later I had to literally hold their chest and paws out of the bowl to teach them to stop doing that.

It's my crazy cat lady dream to raise an entire litter of kittens and keep them together their entire lives. But a small litter tho, like 3 or 4, I'm not 5 or 6 cats crazy.

I did.

A litter of two orphaned sisters. Not even 3 weeks old when I brought them home from the shelter to foster. And a mess when I got them. Stank to high heaven and fur was so matted it took me a week and half to finally comb the mats out.

I put them in the empty bathtub and warmed the bathroom up into the 80s. (It was winter.)

I'll never forget the feeling that first evening when I walked into the bathroom with their food and they let out that cry that hungry kittens do when they see their mother returning. I felt like momma.

I had to bottle feed them every three hours while they covered my hand with fine, stinging scratches. I had to teach them how to eat wet food without swimming in it. To teach them to eat dry food and drink water.

I had to medicate them when they were sick. Show them how to use a litterbox. It was at the other end of the tub from their nest, but it seemed an enormous distance to kittens who couldn't even crawl very well.

I shared their moment of triumph the first time they climbed to the top of the scratching post. Saw them try and try to get out of the bathtub until one day they were big enough.

Watched as their play drive awaken. Made a castle out of ramen noodle boxes -- this cardboard creation which they would climb in and out of and through the holes I cut and jump off. It finally collapsed because they had grown so big it couldn't take the weight.

Became their safe center of their world as they explored new spaces. They'd circle back to me constantly as they explored a new room.

I was their napping spot. Their favorite plaything.

And by the time they were healthy enough to be turned in to the shelter, I couldn't stand the idea of some stranger adopting them and never knowing what happened to my babies.

But I also couldn't pick one as people would tell me. So I kept them both.

Which is how I ended up with three cats. More than I ever thought I'd have. But three's my limit.

The strange thing is, I thought the two sisters would be best friends for life. But they're not. I'm their primary bond. (The primary bond of all three cats.) After spending their early kittenhood snuggled together, the only time they even sleep together any more is because they're sleeping with me. And they fight over who gets the prime spot on me.

EDIT: Photo of them as babies. They spent their early kittenhood wet because they ate their "soup" (wet food and milk formula put through the food processor) by sticking their head, chest and front legs into the bowl. So every three hours, after I fed them, I had to wipe them off. Later I had to literally hold their chest and paws out of the bowl to teach them to stop doing that.

I'm the outcats 4th wheel to the right.

it's like when you and your bros all go to the bathroom together and pee into the same urinal

snap snap snap

You mean they all go in the cat litter at the same time?

Yep. It's complicated, but basically, if a cat likes a person/animal, they'll add their own smell to it using mild scent glands, generally the ones in the cheeks and tail.

So yes, a tail wrap is about the kitty equivalent of a side-hug.

Mine. No I'm lying he is in a gang. No I'm lying I don't have a cat. No I'm lying I had to move back in with my parents and they have a cat which means I have one now. No I'm lying they don't have a cat they just feed a cat that comes around sometimes. I honestly don't know if that cat is in a gang.

It's my crazy cat lady dream to raise an entire litter of kittens and keep them together their entire lives. But a small litter tho, like 3 or 4, I'm not 5 or 6 cats crazy.

This kinda reminds me of the Marauders group from Harry Potter. Mooney the calico, James the central orange cat, Sirius the gorgeous long haired tabby, and Wormtail peering around the corner.

Oh that is so got damn cute. You gotta take a quick pic next time this happens. Blur your man Cubs face out if you don't want her face all over the internet because that pic if taken will take over /sub/aww for sure.

Except leftmost is most likely Constance/Queen/Milady.

Ha I thought he meant cat box litter. "Cats who cross tails together, shit together."

Cat town funk you up

Birmingham to be precise.

My ex-boyfriend used to think that they made actual cats sit under the roads, with just their eyes peering up keeping track of traffic. And that they clocked in and out just like a regular job. (He thought this when he was a child, not while we were dating).

Is he in a gang?

I'm not 5 or 6 cats crazy.

You'll get there, just give it time.

No all at the same time.

Relevant video

This is exactly what I came here looking for.

The whole Rat king thing is disgusting though.

From your 1st dirty rat

'til your last shit in clay!

Obviously! Whose isn't?

We make a point of always getting siblings. If for no other reason than they are less territorial together than our rando parings. They fight over the heating pad on the couch sometimes, but otherwise will sleep together and groom each other peacefully (two things I never saw our random spca cats do).

It's Himmler, Goering and Hitler. With Goebbels and Borman bringing up the rear.

I sort of hate that comment and that you wasted my time in me reading it, but the whole absurdity of the whole thing and how much work you put it to it made me laugh so I gave you an upvote. Congrats, I guess.

Ps- that cat is totally in a gang

Worm tail is clearly the odd one out

I always find it weird when one goes to the litter box (an it's a dome style) so the cat inside will have it's head sticking out but the other cat just sits outside the litter box staring right at the other cats face that's trying to do it's business. Like dude privacy holy shit.

um kind sir, could u please untie our tails please?

He is the Prompto of the FFXV cat-verse bro force.

Peter Page: Four, if you count d'Artagnan. Gary King: Well, nobody knows how many there were, really, do they? Oliver: You do know that "The Three Musketeers" was a fiction, right? Written by Alexandre Dumas?

I think these are siblings actually! Momma cats with the calico pattern will pass that pattern onto their female kittens (kitty on the left) and her male kittens will be either ginger or black and white (all the other ones pictured).

you're never alone, you're never disconnected.

you're home with your own, when company's expected, you're well protected!

It's like the opposite of Vulpix.

Oh no! They're stuck in that 3D maze screen saver from the old windows computers.

Ken M's CAT FACTS!

My mums partner had 2 cats he got at the same time from different people, they were inseperatable, always groomed each other, slept together and what not, really sad when the male died, the female stoped looking after her self and became all matted and barely left the house anymore.

Wait a second...

It's like those ducks in the floor that blow out hot air.

11/10, good cat

...except for that stray 4th wheel over there at the side...there's always one of those...poor guy.

I've heard of a rat king, first time seeing a cat king.

Can confirm. My great, great, great, great grandfather was as blind as a bat, if bats were blind.

Day. Made.

Cat King C.O.L.E.

Chris

Oscar

Louis

Eric

They'll be dropping the hottest K-Pop Boy Band Album of 2017.

Those look like littermates

New cats on the block

It's a cat king.

🎵 I want to ride my chocobo all day 🎵

Too late, she's already up to 7.

Came here to post this. snap snap snap

No, it doesn't quite work that way. Cat coat colour is carried on the X chromosome. A female calico has one orange X and one black X. That's why the male kittens can be only black or orange but not both. Female kittens will get either the black or orange from mom, but if dad is the other colour she could be calico/tortoiseshell.

A play of words with Westside Story. Jets become Cats.

"Shhhhhhhh, here comes our next treat"

"Ackchualy"

The cat king!

Someone should tell that guy with the one-eyed cat from yesterday.

When you're a cat, let them do what they can

#SquadGoals

Their squad pics are better than mine 😩😫

*Purrthos

He's just shy

Cat king

You've got brothers around

You're a family cat!

I can't tell if you just pulled that out of your ass or if you're some kind of cat expert. The number of upvotes suggests the latter but then again this is /sub/aww, the locals aren't exactly renowned for critical thinking

Can anyone else back this up?

There is. It's called Cats. It's very famous.

Calicos are almost exclusively girls, though. So that would be Lily, I guess.

TIL-Women are like a gang of cats

Death to the Jews, rite meow!

/sub/awwducational

🎵🎶Everybody wants to be a cat! 🎵🎶