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May 15, 2007

Look in the dictionary under "really incredibly pissed off" and you will see this little face

soba-face.jpg


We ran out of Meow Mix.
Now the cat is plotting my death.
I am sure of it.
Help me.

Posted by laurie at May 15, 2007 09:23 AM

Comments

That is one mad cat-LOL!!!

Posted by: marit in norway at May 15, 2007 09:29 AM

not much can be done with a look like that from soba.... i wish you the best! :)

Posted by: rhett at May 15, 2007 09:30 AM

my dogs love it when I run out of kibble... it means they get whatever I'm having for dinner. :)

Posted by: Brianne at May 15, 2007 09:30 AM

I saw that face this morning when I physically removed my Tangerine from the bathtub. I am definately on her doo-doo list today.

You'll be ok, Laurie. Just don't come home without the Mix!

Posted by: aj at May 15, 2007 09:30 AM

although - when my cat runs out of food - she makes a point to puke the first 2 days of a new bag.... every.single.new bag (of the exact same food she was eating before).

Posted by: rhett at May 15, 2007 09:30 AM

Was I really first??? And submitting such a stupid comment?

Posted by: marit in norway at May 15, 2007 09:31 AM

Word of warning ... DO NOT go home without a bag of Meow Mix. You won't survive.

Posted by: Carol - CSM Art Magic at May 15, 2007 09:32 AM

Yikes!!! For your own safety I would come home with a truck-load of Meow Mix tonight. Perhaps then Soba will be pursuaded to spare your miserable life.

If not, it was nice knowing you!! ;o)

Posted by: Liz R at May 15, 2007 09:35 AM

Oh boy, do I know *that* look! *shudder*

Posted by: Nancy Knits at May 15, 2007 09:37 AM

You can almost see Soba drumming her claws as she considers the most effective method of punishment. That's some glare she's wearing.

Posted by: Dana at May 15, 2007 09:38 AM

Lily and Daniel went to the v*e*t* today. They are *SUPER* pissed. I, however, got to see Dr. Jason: World's Most Adorable DVM, so I am having an oh, so pleasant day! It's amazing how a cute vet can make me overlook the fact that my kitties are probably revenge pooping in my shoes right now.

Posted by: Gussie at May 15, 2007 09:42 AM

My experience mirrors Brianne's. Tins of tuna are on hand for just such occasions. It's tuna melt for the bipeds, and haute kitty cuisine for the regularly mobile.

Posted by: Susan from Seattle at May 15, 2007 09:43 AM

maybe your local library and pet food store can go into some joint business together....automatic pickup and delivery.....

Posted by: Laurie (too) at May 15, 2007 09:45 AM

SOBA!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!
but i know that means nothing if i have no meow mix to offer you. :o)
hang in there my furry comrade. your mom will deliver the meow mix post haste!
have a great day laurie! :o) love you!

Posted by: kelpkim at May 15, 2007 09:45 AM

That look is SO familiar in our house. And it's usually directed at me. But not for food-related stuff (daddy handles that). I get it just because. I think it's a tortie thing.

Posted by: Mish at May 15, 2007 09:47 AM

Be sure to check your shoes before putting them on.

Posted by: Sara at May 15, 2007 09:48 AM

OMG Sara! I peed my pants (a little..for real!) when I read your comment!!!!!

Posted by: Liz R at May 15, 2007 09:51 AM

You mean you didn't offer tuna fish instead??? Honest to pete, Laurie, you should always keep some of the favorite wet food on hand for just such occasions. I'm surprised at you. Watch out for revenge poop or vomit in your shoes...

Posted by: Leslie in Mass at May 15, 2007 09:52 AM

Even 'tho she's pissed, she still is incredibly cute.

I think you have Stockholm Syndrome.

Posted by: MonkeyGurrl at May 15, 2007 09:54 AM

I am The Soba.
I am plotting your demise.
Meow Mix or else.

Be glad she doesn't adopt Ed's technique: sit by the food dish and, if food is not forthcoming in a timely manner, attempt to remove the leg of the next passing human.

(Ed is doing OK btw. Last night Miss B nearly lost her chicken.)

Posted by: Lucia at May 15, 2007 09:55 AM

You are indeed in trouble. You have left 4 cats, with 1 very strong leader, by themselves all day to come up with a plot for your demise. My suggestion, when you bring the new bag of meow mix home, have catnip too. My Skitzy will forgive anything as long as there is catnip involved with the apology.

Posted by: nifer at May 15, 2007 09:57 AM

Whoa! Easy kitty, easy.

Posted by: Asa at May 15, 2007 10:00 AM

She isn't the type to eat her young is she?
Maybe Roy will share the bacon.
You bring home the bacon, don't you?

Posted by: psychomom at May 15, 2007 10:02 AM

What a riot!

Posted by: Mary in Virginia at May 15, 2007 10:02 AM

I would suggest coming home with Meow Mix and either the favorite type of toy or catnip or some other type of bribery because you know she can make you suffer like no one else can.

Unless she's going to make you suffer regardless. Then just bring the MM and save the rest of your money for library fines.

Posted by: ccr in MA at May 15, 2007 10:05 AM

Not to mention he's still angry that he's not on the cover of your book!!! Be afraid...be very afraid!!!

Posted by: Anonymous at May 15, 2007 10:06 AM

Definitely a shot for the cover of the manifesto.

Posted by: Jenn at May 15, 2007 10:06 AM

Oops...SHE (not he)...SORRY!!!

Posted by: Anonymous at May 15, 2007 10:07 AM

Quick, open a can of tune! Save yourself!

Posted by: Tracy at May 15, 2007 10:09 AM

My tortie, probably disgusted with my choice ot cat food, brought home her own bunny for dinner. You think Soba's look is threatening, try the one that Miss Fiona gave me when I buried her prize.

Posted by: Kathy at May 15, 2007 10:11 AM

It was nice knowin' ya... I don't think there's anyone who can help now...

Posted by: Frank at May 15, 2007 10:12 AM

Frankie, Bob, HIDE TODAY!

(I'm curious - do you feed them all Meow Mix? Or do you have to do the "different foods for different cats" thing?)

Posted by: Marilyn at May 15, 2007 10:32 AM

Oh Lord! Run!

Posted by: Dorothy B at May 15, 2007 10:33 AM

Duck and cover, Laurie...duck and cover.

Posted by: mollysusie at May 15, 2007 10:37 AM

You know there are "safe houses" around? Surely you must know someone who can put you up at one of those. Just in case...

Posted by: marit in norway at May 15, 2007 10:40 AM

Be careful. Meow Mix isn't good for boy cats. It can cause kidney problems.

Posted by: Veronica at May 15, 2007 10:42 AM

Yes, I know that look of contempt. Nutmeg made the same face when a gnome invaded her favorite window spot. Have a look...
http://bp1.blogger.com/_dSJPyPPxxHM/RknuUxcvTMI/AAAAAAAAALM/JfvhVAZPwAo/s1600-h/bhgnome2.jpg

Posted by: Carol M at May 15, 2007 10:43 AM

Oh my god, that face! You better bring home some extra treats and catnip, just in case!

Posted by: chris at May 15, 2007 10:46 AM

Aw, no, so cute and round! It's all for show. After all, she let you get close enough to take that picture, didn't she? I assume your face is intact? :)

Posted by: carrie at May 15, 2007 10:47 AM

We had three versions of that look for TWO WEEKS, because we had the nerve to buy generic dry cat food from Aldi instead of the Meow Mix. I finally gave up and got the good stuff. It's easier than being beaten to death every night by angry cats.

Posted by: Judy at May 15, 2007 10:52 AM

I certainly hope for your sake that she has not developed the habit that one cat I used to have had. She liked to take a dump in shoes.

Posted by: Miss Wendy at May 15, 2007 10:54 AM

I know this look!! From a diabetic cat on Very Expensive Fud. Eep! Fear for your furniture!! Be Careful what you step on!!

Sar

Posted by: SaraJ at May 15, 2007 10:56 AM

AWWWWWWWW - what a cutie pie!

Posted by: Carmen at May 15, 2007 11:02 AM

No! Not the Meow Mix! Run, Laurie, run! ;)

Posted by: Kelli at May 15, 2007 11:02 AM

I'm with Soba on this one. You yourself have said it many times--they eat, sleep and poop. You have single-handedly eliminated two of their primary daily functions and activities--oh the shame of it!

Course, the good thing is that can all be easily restored--although Soba's good will may take some extra coaxing--or cat treats.

Posted by: pam at May 15, 2007 11:06 AM

I discovered this intriguing book for cat lovers with a sense of wanderlust at:
http://www.cairocats.com/
I have not yet bought it, but it seems appropriate to share it here since we're all enjoying photos of cats.

Posted by: Sharon at May 15, 2007 11:11 AM

Uh-oh. The pissed tortie look.

Tuna and catnip, hon. It works.

Posted by: dez at May 15, 2007 11:21 AM

Oh no, Soba's look of death melted my computer screen!

Posted by: RobynE at May 15, 2007 11:23 AM

Carefully carry the food in front of you when you enter the house. Hopefully it will distract the hordes...

Posted by: Jennifer at May 15, 2007 11:24 AM

Two words: Science Diet. It's the best!

Our old cat, Entropy, threw a major hissy fit the last time we took her to Frank's. She moped under the bed, but she was just pretending to be mad; at night, when the humans were asleep, she'd sneak out and explore. But during the day, she'd mope because Frank would bring her roasted chicken and other treats. Her two fur-sisters got in a fight, and she came out, all excited, to see what the fuss was about - caught sight of Frank - stopped dead in her tracks and immediately put on the "Poor witty kitty" expression. But now Frank is on to her game.

The kitties make the permanent move to Frank's house on Saturday! Wish us luck!

Posted by: OtherLisa at May 15, 2007 11:31 AM

Is this the look she gives?
http://tinyurl.com/2khc8y

Posted by: June at May 15, 2007 11:31 AM

It must be the day to piss cats off. I pissed my eldest off because I, without giving him any warning, wrestled him into the cat carrier for a visit to the vet's this morning. I was damn sure he'd ripped my windbreaker because I heard his claws make the fabric scream as he tried to climb up and over my shoulder. Fortunately he didn't rip anything and he forgave me after we got back home when I filled his dish with mini-cat treats as a reward for going and getting all felt up and stuff by a stranger.

Posted by: Samantha at May 15, 2007 11:57 AM

Here's my best recent Fred madness. She was so mad at that snake for, well, being a snake.
http://blog.superartists.net/blog/uploads/fredsnake407.jpg

Posted by: CAA at May 15, 2007 12:26 PM

That is so funny, I have 5 cats and we ran out of cat food on Saturday evening... I was so lazy on Sunday that I put a little bit of dog food in their bowls and they kept giving me the dirtiest looks and refused to eat it... although when they have cat food, they have no problem eating dog food from the dog's bowl!

Posted by: rhonda at May 15, 2007 12:33 PM

It could be worse, my darling, you could be at my house where kitties are fed organic, holistic kibble instead of the sweepings off the factory floor which they'd probably prefer.

Posted by: Kristen at May 15, 2007 12:47 PM

you are in for it now!
I wish you luck. lots of it.

Posted by: suetreiber at May 15, 2007 12:52 PM

Oh yes, Caligula (my cat) gives me that look on a regular basis. What is it with calicos and tempers?

Posted by: pussreboots at May 15, 2007 01:09 PM

If the cat starts licking you - it's tenderizing!

Posted by: AmyP at May 15, 2007 01:23 PM

my calico has a crazy temper as well and attacks me drawing blood if breakfast is 5 minutes late!

Posted by: Coral at May 15, 2007 01:30 PM

Imagine it the other way around. What if the cats were in charge of buying the coffee, let it run out, then went off for the day leaving you staring into an empty cup?

Now that you're in the right mindset you can prepare yourself for what you find this evening.

Posted by: KarenJoSeattle at May 15, 2007 01:38 PM

OMG you were out of the earthquake stash, too???

BAD BAD Laurie!

Here's where mine told me off:

http://www.twango.com/media/Bratfink.public/Bratfink.10046

And a moment later:

http://www.twango.com/media/Bratfink.public/Bratfink.10047

But mine don't write manifestos, although I have had to deal with dead baby bunnies.

Remind me again why we keep cats...

Posted by: The Other Ruth at May 15, 2007 01:49 PM

my torti girl accidently got left in the garage a couple of nights ago....she got even with the culprit by pooping right next to his car door so he stepped in it when he went to work the next morning...i LOVE girl kitties tee hee!!!!!

Posted by: vickig at May 15, 2007 02:00 PM

Oh, Soba. You are such a little demonic diva, yet how can one resist your charms?

Posted by: jen at May 15, 2007 02:05 PM

We have a tortoise shell who could be Soba's twin. DH named her Karmalian, but it was I, the victim of her teeth in the back of my calf, who coined Carmel Alien and Psycho Puddy.

'Nuff said, you can imagine the rest.

Posted by: shelly at May 15, 2007 02:07 PM

Oh, Aunt Purl! We'll miss you ... *sob*

Posted by: La BellaDonna at May 15, 2007 02:53 PM

Oy. SCARY....

Posted by: Andree at May 15, 2007 04:01 PM

You're toast.

Posted by: Anna-Liza at May 15, 2007 04:04 PM

Will they publish your book posthumously??

Posted by: Liz R at May 15, 2007 04:15 PM

As a fellow tortie caregiver, I can attest that no one gets the good sulk on like a tortie. However, the good news is that cats cannot eat you unless you die a non-violent death. (Don't know why, but I learn these things from TV and such.) Maiming however, carries no such restrictions. Thank god the grocery store in my building carries cat food.

Posted by: RandomRanter at May 15, 2007 04:33 PM

She needs to meet my rabbit http://www.flickr.com/photos/cmtigger/495411045/
My cats left me a present this morning. They threw up outside my bedroom door last night, but somehow managed to drag a plastic dustpan off of the broom, and threw up in that. Wonder if I can teach them that trick for the next time they throw up?

Posted by: Jocelyn at May 15, 2007 04:37 PM

NO! How could you run out of Meow Mix? I never let the cat food run out for fear of what B&N might do to me.

Posted by: Dagny at May 15, 2007 05:36 PM

You are a brave, brave woman. In the 14 years I have had my cat I don't think I've ever been brave enough to run out of food. I know that I would be smothered in my sleep. An 18 lb Siamese cat does not like to be put off his yums schedule.

I know better.

And what a glare she has! I laughed for 10 minutes! If looks could kill! (That Motley Crue song kept running through my head.)

Please post tomorrow so we all know you lived through the night.

Posted by: Sandy at May 15, 2007 05:52 PM

I rarely comment, but that picture is just adorable! She really does look pissed!

Posted by: Kim in CT at May 15, 2007 06:03 PM

I'm going to have nightmares! If looks could kill you would be dead! ;o)

Posted by: Monika at May 15, 2007 06:48 PM

Yup. You'se a double criminal--running out of the staff of life *and* putting that camera all up in her face!!!!

Posted by: Suzie at May 15, 2007 07:12 PM

Make ammends, take her to the vet! (Just kidding)

Posted by: Christine at May 15, 2007 07:50 PM

Hmmm... Perhaps you ought to rethink the paying of overdue library fees if it means no Meow Mix. You don't live with the librarians, and I know from personal experience that cats can be far more devious. Good luck!

Posted by: Stephanie at May 15, 2007 08:37 PM

What a fantastic photo! Thanks for sharing. And my sympathies to you. One of my kitties literally runs from me and boycotts eating if I run out of her favorite.

Posted by: Nano at May 15, 2007 10:01 PM

Kitty haiku!!!

Posted by: Lisa at May 16, 2007 03:41 AM

That is one pissed off kitty.

Posted by: Migraine Chick at May 16, 2007 04:55 AM

Bwahahahahaha! Love it! That is my favorite cat picture EVER.

Posted by: Jessica at May 16, 2007 06:07 AM

My Tortie Katie wasn't even mad when I took this picture:

http://knittergail.com/gallery/v/cats/katieontheprowl.jpg.html

I think she was just sending a warning, just in case.

Posted by: Gail at May 16, 2007 06:49 AM

Lol yeah cats can get like that! :)

Posted by: Suzanne at May 16, 2007 09:35 AM

Looks like my cats when they run out of Cat Chow.

Posted by: alicia at May 16, 2007 10:02 AM

Laurie, you haven't posted yet today. Did Soba get you in your sleep? Your fans are frantic with worry!

Posted by: Donna at May 16, 2007 10:06 AM

maybe someone local should go knock on her door.

Posted by: Laurie (too) at May 16, 2007 10:37 AM

ACK! No Laurie this morning... what has happened to her?

Posted by: Ginnie at May 16, 2007 11:43 AM

oh dear oh dear oh dear....we did try to warn her....surely Soba loves her human enough to not do too much damage, right? oh dear oh dear oh dear.

Posted by: nifer at May 16, 2007 11:52 AM

My cat Fay pulls this face. Seriously, and she's a torty too, just like Soba, I almost thought this was her. hhhmmmmm 'though this would be one of her alternate personality's (Trixie Firecracker) moods.......

Posted by: nanacindy at May 16, 2007 10:44 PM

We've been weaning Petey off the wet food. Oh the pain! He needs cat methadone to make the transition.

Posted by: V-Grrrl at May 17, 2007 04:42 AM

That is a really, REALLY fantastic shot! Dispite the look in the eye....

Posted by: Shelly at May 18, 2007 10:40 AM

That cat don't look so scary to us.

sincerely, Siegfried Fischbacher and Roy Horn

Posted by: Melissa at May 20, 2007 07:29 AM

Hey Laurie, the last comment, just above this one is from my idiot husband, posting as me, he didn't clear out my name or email. I told him I was not going to take the blame for his silliness!!! He loves Soba, she looks just like our Sabrina and it must be something about these cats, Sabrina has definite dominatrix issues and is quite, hmmmm, high strung.

Posted by: Melissa at May 20, 2007 01:46 PM

Oh great, thats easy for you to say. Maybe you should speak for yourself Siegfried!!!!

Dear Crazy Aunt Pearl,

Please remove the terrifying and flashback inducing image from your blog.

In the name of all that is holy,

Roy Horn

Posted by: Melissa at May 21, 2007 06:21 PM

Great info on feeding cats here:
www.catinfo.org

Soba, honey, you may love Meow Mix like I love french fries... but it's not good for you, sweetie. Think yummy food in cans - it will keep your kidneys, urinary tract, and gastro-intestinal tract healthy, and decrease your chances at obesity or diabetes.

Posted by: Lynette at June 6, 2007 02:49 PM

I had a tortishell named Myrtle who looked just like that only it was when I switched the cat litter to Feline Pine...she got her revenge and I never got my security deposit back when I moved cause of it...you get my drift

Posted by: Scrapper at June 12, 2007 10:47 PM