The kitten & cat thread
#1141
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Location: Central Florida
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The most Miataturbo day ever:
Braineack loads up his turbo 1.6L Miata with his long-haired cat (on a purple leash) and his photo equipment to take a nice drive to the park. There, Braineack sets up his full photoshoot gear: lighting umbrellas, tripods, etc.
To take pictures...
of his cat.
On a leash.
And it never occurs to him to think that might be anything other than perfectly normal.
For serious, great photos. It's just some weird imagery picturing the actual operational reality of that scene.
Braineack loads up his turbo 1.6L Miata with his long-haired cat (on a purple leash) and his photo equipment to take a nice drive to the park. There, Braineack sets up his full photoshoot gear: lighting umbrellas, tripods, etc.
To take pictures...
of his cat.
On a leash.
And it never occurs to him to think that might be anything other than perfectly normal.
For serious, great photos. It's just some weird imagery picturing the actual operational reality of that scene.
#1147
yours truely presents: After work cat grooming
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#1152
Boost Pope
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Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: Chicago. (The less-murder part.)
Posts: 33,052
Total Cats: 6,615
^ This is srs bsns.
When I was maybe 12 or 13, we lived across the street from a man named Joe Melton. Mr. Melton was retired, and spent his days puttering around town in a little white pickup truck, doing odd jobs here and there.
One winter morning (winter = 60° in that part of Florida), Mr. Melton went outside and started his pickup truck as he did every day, and heard a series of unusual and somewhat startling noises from under the hood.
As it happens, a cat had climbed up onto the warm engine the previous night, and fallen asleep in such a position that its midsection was more or less perfectly perpendicular to the path of the alternator belt.
When an adult cat is drawn sideways through the accessory drive system of a running engine, the results are spectacularly and almost uniquely gruesome. Fortunately, the front half of the cat did not live very long thereafter.
When I was maybe 12 or 13, we lived across the street from a man named Joe Melton. Mr. Melton was retired, and spent his days puttering around town in a little white pickup truck, doing odd jobs here and there.
One winter morning (winter = 60° in that part of Florida), Mr. Melton went outside and started his pickup truck as he did every day, and heard a series of unusual and somewhat startling noises from under the hood.
As it happens, a cat had climbed up onto the warm engine the previous night, and fallen asleep in such a position that its midsection was more or less perfectly perpendicular to the path of the alternator belt.
When an adult cat is drawn sideways through the accessory drive system of a running engine, the results are spectacularly and almost uniquely gruesome. Fortunately, the front half of the cat did not live very long thereafter.