Do y’all remember back in March, when Sourpuss told us about how she’d ordered the cat pie plate for her own cat and had it delivered to her BF’s house with the intention that she’d pick it up the next time she visited? Turned out that BF thought she’d ordered it for his own cat, and his cat – who loved NOTHING – absolutely adored it. You can read the story in Sourpuss’s own words here.
Well, that kitty has since passed, but Sourpuss passed along these sweet pictures of the old guy enjoying HIS pie plate. His name was Oliver, by the way, and he was 20!
“What? I fit!”
“I YAM IN MY PIE PLAAAAAAATE!”
Thanks for letting me share the pictures of that sweet baby, Sourpuss!
And for the rest of you, if you haven’t gotten your pie plate, it looks like they’re in stock on Amazon pretty regularly now, so go get you one!
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“What you doin’ down there, weird lady?”
Ken’s huge back feet just crack me UP.
Chanandler Bong fighting with the cat bed, while Princess Consuela sits on the window sill having an existential crisis. “What does it all MEAN?!”
Princess Consuela on the top of the scratcher, doing some more pondering.
Ken Adams seems to be having a problem getting those big ol’ feet into the cubby with the rest of him.
Chanandler and Princess Consuela stop their window sill tussling to ask just what I want.
Bert Macklin looks very Bill the Cat here, no?
Princess Consuela has such an expressive face – and she’s 100% over my shenanigans.
Sisters at nap time. (I’m pretty sure Princess Consuela would like me to just go away.)
Susie gets her ::thlurrrrrp!:: on.
I feel like you can just sit and watch Art Vandelay’s ears grow and growwwww. Along with his feet!
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When I got that Whisker + Box (yes, they’re rather expensive – it was a gift), I thought “This is much smaller than I thought they were. I’m not sure the big cats are going to fit in there…” So naive, I am. As you can see, they make it work. They LOVE it!
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Previously
2015: Have you ever seen a lazier pile of monkeys?
2014: “You gonna lay down and read so I can bite your book, lady?”
2013: Aslan’s eating style is what I call “crumb catching” – long after everyone else is done eating, he’s still there licking up what’s left.
2012: The Downfall of Senator Stanley J. Boogerton
2011: The little hussy.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: She kicked Sugarbutt’s butt but good.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
Oh my gosh! That is exactly Bill the Cat! All he needs is an “Ack!” and it would be perfect! Forget Bill the Cat for president, I’m votin’ for Bert Macklin!
The Loonster fits anywhere he wants! He’s classified as a liquid, right?
So sorry for the loss of Oliver, Sourpuss. 20 is a great age for a cat and he wore the pie plate well!
Bert Macklin + Ack! = Bill the Cat.. FOR SURE!
These kittens are at their ‘gangly’ age!
Oh, Jake, that ‘box’ is sooooo YOU! I love me some Jake!
Happy Monday, ya’ll! Have a great week!
Thanks, I’m going to miss him but I have to agree that 20 is a good long life for a kitty and to see him rolling around like a kitten in that pie pan was a joy!
I love Chanandler’s ears akimbo in the window-tusslin’ pic!
RIP Oliver. How wonderful that he got to enjoy his own pie plate!! My kitties enjoy theirs…and it was the 14-year-old who was in it first!
I don’t know what it is about that thing but it’s truly awesome!
The Loon says: I fits everywhere
Dear Oliver, I’m so glad you got to enjoy “your” pie plate before you went to The Bridge! Sourpuss, isn’t it funny how sometimes accidents happen for the right reason? 🙂
hehehe, it was so typical of him to ignore/dislike anything I gave him so OF COURSE he wanted the thing that wasn’t for him… CATS!
Oliver was such a dignified gentleman, wasn’t he? So glad to see him so pleased in his pie plate.
He really was! He had no time for nonsense, which is why I love that pie pan so much… it brought out his long-dormant silly side and that was a wonderful thing to witness!
I have two of my mother’s cats staying with me while she is in the process of moving near me later this month. One of them, Olive, delicately put, is a pretty large, round girl and it turns out that she loves the pie plate too! I just need to get a picture of her in it. You should start a new hashtag so we can all contribute pictures of our cats in the pie plates!
I need to get my own pie plate – Robyn’s kittens (and everyone else’s cats) seem to love it!
Every time I see Ken, I say Hi Moe! You will need to put that on his adoption card.
if I sits, I fits..
I love the Sourpuss photos.. they made me both very happy and bittersweetly sad at the same time. My condolences to Oliver’s people at his passing.
Thanks for that. He was quite a character and his utter disapproval of me just made me love him even more. My BF took it pretty hard but he now has his ashes on the mantle and feels a bit better that Oliver is still with him in a way. 🙂
That second picture of Ken Adams — are you sure he isn’t Thumper’s long-lost brother?
Do want a pie plate, but one may not be enough knowing my brood….
Sorry for the loss of Oliver, but wow 20 is a good long life for a cat, and you — intentionally or not — made him happy in his last weeks of life. That’s something to be proud of.
You have no idea how happy it made me that he enjoyed that pie plate so much in the time he had left. It’s a cherished item now!
So sorry to hear about Oliver’s passing. I’m glad to see pictures of him enjoying his pie plate hangout. It’s great he had a little extra special something in his last days to make him extra happy. He was a handsome dude, too. Good life for 20 years, but even that’s not long enough. Fly high, Oliver! Hope you find a nice comfy pie plate across the bridge.
Thank you 🙂 I thought he was incredibly handsome, too! My BF just didn’t get why I kept gushing over how beautiful he was, lol. Even my mum & sister marveled at his gorgeous features!
Oh, Sourpuss-you cutie!! Wow, he looked great at 20! So glad he enjoyed his pie plate!
I have a question for Friday-and I know you have gone over this before…but I need a bit of advice.
My daughter adopted a year old cat a week ago. Right before her finals-and she came home yesterday, to a 2 cat, 2 dog household. I was pretty unprepared for this, but our beloved cat Simba (who from first glance, many years ago, fell headfirst in love with my daughter, and never wavered in his affection) died in January. She told us 3 days ago about the adoption, and honestly-now that I see this adorable face, I can totally understand how she couldn’t leave her college town without this cat.
My question is this-the cat was in a free range shelter, and was fine with other cats. We put up a baby gate so the new cat could see the dogs, without being bothered-but the problem was she saw one of our cats, and they seemed to hate each other on sight. She saw the older cat (19 yrs old) earlier, when we let her wander around the living room when the dogs were outside. She didn’t pay any attention to him, but the young female cat? Growling, flattened ears, hissing.
I realize now, we rushed things, she only got to our house yesterday. I consulted several sites, and I realize that we should have moved much slower. BUT…our young female cat isn’t friendly at the best of times, but she leaves everyone alone. This was a level of aggression from both cats I am not used to, because we have only had 3 cats in 30 years, all brought in as kittens.
Sorry this is so long, but I would really appreciate any thoughts on how to integrate the new cat into the household. Luckily, she seems happy to hang out in my daughter’s room for now-but I would love for her to have the run of the house at some point in time. The two dogs really aren’t the problem, it is the 3 yr old female cat I am afraid will cause the problems.
Thank you!
Ken and Art are going to be big boys!
Sweet Oliver! I adore grumpy old man cats – they remind me of my Vinnie, who wasn’t really such a grump – he just knew what he liked. And I think he would have liked a pie plate! My two current girls certainly like theirs — even though someone threw up in it.
I bought my two spoiled brats his and hers pie plates, so they wouldn’t have to share. They won’t have anything to do with them unless the plates are on the coffee table. *eyeroll*
I love the pictures of Oliver. RIP, buddy.