January 21, 2011

Ship's Cat

Man, Wockle looks like a somnofabitchin badass. Look at those back claws. For those who don't know me, I have a mean cat. Sort of the meanest cat. Meaner than you're thinking. But I may have now found her perfect mate, born too early.

Venice, Italy, aboard the USS Flusser
1924 or 25

7 comments:

John M. said...

excellent find

It's interesting that in some sea lore, cats are considered bad luck and in others, good. I guess that the need to keep the vermin down trumps superstition.

downtown guy said...

Superstition is hard to maintain in the face of a hold full of rats.

Ms. Moon said...

I would not pat that kitty cat. No way. No how.

downtown guy said...

Aw, but he wants to cuddle.

Sarcastic Bastard said...

I LOVE MEAN CATS! Seriously. If they are random attackers and biters, it thrills me.

I have a random biter named Mercer. I dig her.

Radish King said...

I have a mean cat. THE EVIL ORLANDO. Seriously she'll rip your ear off then open your drawers and unbundle your socks and then eat your flowers. And she's only 8 pounds.

downtown guy said...

All I'm saying is that I intend to give my cat Baggy a viking funeral when she passes, because she's earned it.