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What a sweetheart Miso is she looks like my furry nephew so that makes her tops in my heart.
Awwww, how sweet, but where are her ears??!! ๐
me want some miso!!!!!
technically, miso is a type of japanese soup, which is quite common there. in this case, though, i agree with you.
I know a cat with gorgeous eyes
And her name is Miso
She knows she owns the camera strap
And evermore it shall be so.
Hey Ivory Bill, you are a very nice addition to the TDK group. Love your little poems.
Miso is delicious, love the close up.
Happy New Year to all ๐
I look forward the Ivory Bill’s poems everyday.
I do too! Keep it up Ivory Bill.
Miso looks like a very sweet girl. I like the close up of her face. You get a very good look at her “m” and all hundred whiskers!
*~Sushi FUzz~*
Aaahhhh Miso. Best salad dressing at my fave sushi boite. Best kitty eyes I’ve seen to-day. hee!
Lovely markings on her face. I wish my cats would pose for pictures like that, but bringing out the camera is a signal for them to run. A kiss to Miso.
she looks like my sweet allie katz!!!!!
Aw, Miso is such a cutie. Looks like my new feral kitten, Lucky. Except heรขโฌโขs only about 10 weeks old and has ears ๐
Such a pretty girl! She’s got a good “M” mark as well! ๐
Such great big eyes she has, all the better to see the world with. Love the “M” marking. She reminds me of my late great Stogie. Much love to Miso.
Miso is so cute! She looks a bit like my boy, Boots, with the big eyes, white collar and toes. Such a sweet girl. Hugs & Kisses to you Miso.
To Andi, the one whose voice teacher is looking for a home for her siamese. Where are you located? Hope she finds a good home for him/her. I would love to have another siamese but I already have several cats. My heart goes out to you.
Such a sweet little Miso! Bet she owns the household, huh? It’s so great that she found her human parent, & you found your fur-child–it’s always a perfect match!
What a beautiful tabby! I want to squish those paws! Hope everyone enjoyed the Holiday.
Hi Dee,
Did you read my comment yesterday? Petey is mine all mine! I tried to refuse but they insisted knowing how much we love each other. It is a great CHristmas the best ever.
That is fantastic, Susan! But, I thought your nephew refused the notion of your having a cat. Has that been worked out? If he has a problem with Petey, just have him speak to all of us! haha! You sound delighted—I’m very happy that you received such a great Christmas present!
Well since I have lived in this apartment for nearly three years and he has only been here once. I figure what he doesn’t know won’t hurt me! If he does find out and throws a fit Petey can go back home to my brother’s it won’t be like when he got rid of Domino and Taffy three years ago next month.
Hi Dee! How was your holiday? TDK has been a little low on its postings with all of the regulars on vacation. I was here everyday, at some point.
Hi, Renee! I’ve missed the site—skimmed through the posts of the past few days. The “dumpster kitten” sickened me–but what a happy ending! Did you do a lot of cooking over Christmas?
hmmmmm, I wonder if this is for real….(HUGE litter of puppies)
http://www.k9magazine.com/viewarticle.php?sid=15&aid=1712&vid=0&npage=
Holy Moley! All I can say is owwwwwwwww!
Hi Ivory Bill !
I like your cute poems, they are interesting. What state are you located in? I was curious, could it be Arkansas, since that is where the Ivory bill bird is supposedly found.
I love this!
Most men worry about their own bellies, and other people’s souls, when we all ought to be worried abut our own souls, and other people’s bellies.
Rabbi Israel Salanter 1810-1883
Hi Dee,
I did some cooking but not as much as usual. Mostly some dessert. Fruit salad & Banana pudding. Alot of people were supposed to show up at my mom’s but they didn’t. I did not mind. Lots of people showed up at my mother-in-laws. Her house was packed!
I notice you call it banana pudding in my family we called it Arkansas Pudding. No one else calls it that. I don’t know if some of my relatives made it there (Pine Bluff) and the name stuck even tho we lived in Chicago. Whatever the reason it is lip smacking good.
Susan, in my family, it has been called banana pudding since my mom was little. My grandpa called it that. He liked lots of vanilla wafers and bananas in it. So do I. Several years ago before he passed, he said I made good pudding! What a compliment. I live on the other side of Fort Smith but I know where Pine Bluff is.
My mama and her sister were both born in KS, Franklin and Mullberry to be exact. I have others running around in Carthage, MO and a bunch from TX.
I never did know why we called it Arkansas Pudding and didn’t realize till I moved to GA that others didn’t. That was nice of your grampa to compliment you that is a treasured memory for you. Too often we keep those thoughts to ourselves when we should share our thoughts and compliments.
All this talk of banana pudding is “forcing” me to make some homemade butterscotch pudding tonight! (don’t feel like going to store for bananas…) Talk about the power of suggestion…
Susan, where in Chicago did you live? I’ve lived here almost all my life, and I love it…I can tell you miss it!
I was born and lived until I was 21 yrs. old in South Shore at 78th just two blocks from Rainbow Beach. I went to HS on the East Side and then moved to Belmont and Harlem area. I moved when I was 40 yrs.old to Augusta, GA. And yes, I miss Chicago very much. As I said I live in GA but my home is in Chicago. Where do you live?
Dee, I posted a comment to you but I seem to be having trouble on the site. It is posting it down below instead of after your comment after asking for a code to be submitted.
Carpet saleswoman FUZZ
**Firefighters Use Tech To Rescue Cat**
POSTED: 12:41 pm PST December 27, 2006
BLOOMSBURG, Pa. — When coaxing didn’t work, firefighters used some high-tech gear to rescue Kitty the cat.
Lois Kessler said her pet fell through a hole in a closet floor and got lost behind the walls of her Bloomsburg home.
Firefighters used a thermal-imaging camera to pinpoint Kitty’s exact location.
Rescuers then cut through the wall to free the cat.
Assistant Fire Chief Don Long said his crews are always rescuing cats. But he noted this was the first time they’ve had to pull one out of a wall.
Tofu and Seaweed Fuzz!!!
How great is this?
**Man Proposes Via Lighted Christmas Display**
POSTED: 10:41 am PST December 27, 2006
KENOSHA, Wis. — Melissa Gemig said she always knew her boyfriend’s marriage proposal would be unique.
But she never expected Brian Steinseifer to design a large, lighted Christmas display that read “MELISSA WILL YOU MARRY ME.”
The pair took a stroll Sunday night on so-called Christmas Lane, a stretch of street known for its colorful holiday displays.
Gemig, 21, asked her mother just before the couple set out for the walk what the chances would be that she’d be engaged by next Christmas. Steinseifer came over the night before to ask permission.
“I thought, ‘Little did you know you’d be engaged in an hour,”‘ said her mother, Kathy Gemig.
Steinseifer, 23, a designer for a Milwaukee advertising agency, said he got the idea a little more than week ago, through he wasn’t sure he could pull it off. He took a large piece of poster board and black construction paper and drilled dozens of holes through it, then arranged white Christmas lights to construct the proposal.
The last piece of the puzzle was securing a spot on Christmas Lane. Steinseifer’s mother asked her old high school friend, Sandy Poltrock, if her son could use their front yard for the proposal. She obliged.
Gemig also said yes.
Did anyone see “Primetime” last night? How very interesting!
**Cat’s New Year’s Resolutions**
My human will never let me eat her pet hamster, and I am at peace with that.
I will not puff my entire body to twice its size for no reason after my human has finished watching a horror movie.
I will not slurp fish food from the surface of the aquarium.
I must not help myself to Q-tips, and I must certainly not proceed to stuff them down the sink’s drain.
I will not eat large numbers of assorted bugs, then come home and puke them up so the humans can see that I’m getting plenty of roughage.
I will not lean way over to drink out of the tub, fall in, and then pelt right for the box of clumping cat litter. (It took FOREVER to get the stuff out of my fur.)
I will not stand on the bathroom counter, stare down the hall, and growl at NOTHING after my human has finished watching The X-Files.
I will not fish out my human’s partial plate from the glass so that the dog can “wear” it and pretend to be my human. (It is somewhat unnerving to wake up, roll over in bed, and see the dog grinning at you with your own teeth.)
I will not use the bathtub to store live mice for late-night snacks.
I will not drag dirty socks up from the basement in the middle of the night, deposit them on the bed and yell at the top of my lungs (Burmese LOUD yowling) so that my human can admire my “kill.”
I will not perch on my human’s chest in the middle of the night and stare into her eyes until she wakes up.
We will not play Herd of Thundering Wildebeests Stampeding Across the Plains of the Serengeti over any human’s bed while they’re trying to sleep.
Screaming at the can of food will not make it open itself.
I cannot leap through closed windows to catch birds outside. If I forget this and bonk my head on the window and fall behind the couch in my attempt, I will not get up and do the same thing again.
I will not assume the patio door is open when I race outside to chase leaves.
I will not back up off the front porch and fall into the bushes just as my human is explaining to his girlfriend how graceful I am.
I will not complain that my bottom is wet and that I am thirsty after sitting in my water bowl.
I will not intrude on my human’s candle-lit bubble bath and singe my bottom.
I will not stick my paw into any container to see if there is something in it. If I do, I will not hiss and scratch when my human has to shave me to get the rubber cement out of my fur.
If I bite the cactus, it will bite back.
It is not a good idea to try to lap up the powdered creamer before it dissolves in boiling coffee.
When I am chasing my tail and catch my back leg instead, I will not bite down on my foot. This hurts, and my scream scares my human.
When it rains, it will be raining on all sides of the house. It is not necessary to check every door.
Too funny. Thanks for the laugh on an otherwise dreary day!
love the close up of Miso. Looks like my Biddy.
Loved the Cat’s New Year’s Resolutions! That was hilarious. I laughed myself silly. Thanks Dee.
HA this time I went to the bathroom first! I laughed myself silly as I have seen so many of those things with the variety of kitties I have had. Especialy the chase the wildebeast one Domino and Taffy used to pull that one. Now Taffy was only 9 lbs but Domino was 22 lbs. I had been stomped on many times.
ROFL!!!! This is wonderful! Well done!
too funny! Some of these would make uncannily good resolutions for my meezer-boy Decibel!
5 adorable pics of “best friends”
http://news.yahoo.com/photos/ss/events/lf/122606booger
I emailed the photo to many people last night I thought it was so cute.
haha!
**Brussels sprouts cause turtle fart alarm**
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
A turtle given a Christmas treat of Brussels sprouts caused a Boxing Day emergency when it set off an alarm at a sea life centre รขโฌโ by passing wind.
Its bubbles in the water tank were sent up a tube to the surface, where they popped and splashed water on to a sensor.
Marine biologist Sarah Leaney rushed to the 500,000 litre tank in Weymouth, Dorset, assuming it was overflowing.
‘Sprouts are a healthy Christmas treat for sea turtles,’ she said. ‘But they give similar side effects to those experienced by humans.’
If I had a punk band, I would totally name it Turtle Fart Alarm.
**Max has maximum appeal among dog names**
Thu Dec 28, 9:40 AM ET
NEW YORK (Reuters Life!) – If you’re in a New York City park and tell your dog Max to fetch, you might find a strange pooch retrieving your ball.
That’s because Max was the top dog name in New York in 2005, according to the city Health Department.
The name Max was engraved on 1,228 dog licenses of the 101,274 issued last year, the department said.
All top five names remained the same as in 2004 — Max, followed by Lucky, Princess, Rocky and Buddy.
Mixed breeds outnumbered any other variety, with 7,374 licensed in 2005, the department said.
More Labrador retrievers were licensed than any other breed, followed by pit bulls, Shih Tzus and German Shepherds.
All dogs must be licensed and have a tag on their collars while in public, according to state law. However, the health department estimates only a fifth of the city’s dogs are licensed.
Poor Denver! Are you doing ok over there, James??
Things are okay, here. It’s 3:15 p.m. and my company is sending everyone home. Snow day! I feel like a little kid! Good day to snuggle with a kitten as cute as Miso. Yummy soup FUZZ!
OK, time to fess up—-who bought Christmas/Hanukkah gifts for their pets??
Yes I did all five cats & 2 chihuahuas got a gift ,by the way my cat’s all weigh more the my chi’s love today picture a real cutie!
Yes, my aeryn got some new springs and a ball of rabbit fir to play with. My family got her some cat treats and this toy whip. She also got a new litter box. She and her little sister got a toy that it like a hideout tube with two levels.
Not only my Knucklehead kitty, but all the ‘nephew and niece’ four foots too… All canine…..
I did. I bought Petey that red nylon pop up cube house with the three round windows. I have it next to my puter if I am in my recliner he is in my lap.
What did you buy now fess up Dee we know you did?
“Santa” gave them new scratching pads, and a “purr pad” and “zoom around the room” catnip (they went NUTS over that! Tiny Emily bit my fingers when I was trying to get more out of the bag for her!) and a small toy for each (Gabriel tore the eyes off of his play mouse within a minute…).
My kits got a katnip pickle with a bell on one end and red fringe on the other. It hangs in a doorway and is great fun, especially for the kitten.
GREAT VIDEO!
I posted this last week—don’t think many people saw it. It’s a GREAT update on Bo-Bo the abused chihuahau—take a look at the new video footage of him. I’m worried about the fact that he is not up for adoption. They are not thinking about giving him back to the thing that did this to him, are they?
http://www.wbir.com/news/local/story.aspx?storyid=40677
I know it’s Dee who generally posts the links around here, but this was just sent to me, and it’s an amazing story: http://tom-chivers.blogspot.com/2006/12/jimmy-jemima.html
What a beautiful story! Thanks for the post, Kittenmaster. And yet another ringing endorsement that many cats are just as sociable and affectionate as dogs. The story reminds me of the movie “Harry and Tonto”. Here is a brief review. Great movie.
http://imdb.com/title/tt0071598/
Thank you Kittenmaster for the touching story and thanks for joining us today.
I love wonderful kitty stories like that. Thanks Kittenmaster
Thanks Kittenmaster for the really nice story. So sweet.
After watching “It’s A Wonderful Life” for the umpteenth time, I was reminded of a beautiful poem Jimmy Stewart wrote about his dog Bo. In the 1970s, he recited it on The Tonight Show with (the great) Johnny Carson. It made Johnny (and Jimmy) cry. DO NOT read this beautiful, bittersweet poem unless you are prepared for a cry.
**My dog, named Bo**
by Jimmy Stewart
He came to me when I would call,
unless I had a tennis ball
-or he felt like it.
But mostly–he didn’t come at all.
When he was young,
he never learned,
to heel, or sit or stay,
he did things his way.
Discipline was not his bag,
but when you were with him,
things sure didn’t drag.
He’d dig up a rose bush just to spite me,
and when I’d grab ‘im he’d turn and bite me.
He bit lots of folks from day to day,
the deliv’ry boy was his favorite prey.
The gas man wouldn’t read our meter,
he said we owned a real man-eater.
He set the house on fire,
but the story’s long to tell.
Suffice to say that he survived,
and, the house survived as well.
And on evening walks
(and Gloria took him),
he was always first out the door.
The old one and I,
brought up the rear
because our bones were sore.
And he’d charge up the street
with Mom hangin’ on,
what a beautiful pair they were.
And if it was still light,
and the tourists were out,
they created a bit of a stir!
But every once in awhile
he’d stop in his tracks
and with a frown on his face, look around.
It was just t’make sure,
that the old one was there,
to follow him where he was bound.
We’re early-to-bedders in our house
I guess I’m the first to retire,
and as I’d leave the room, he’d look at me
and get up from his place by the fire.
He knew where the tennis balls were, upstairs
and I’d give ‘im one for awhile
and he’d push it under the bed with his nose
and I’d dig it out with a smile.
But before very long, he’d tire of the ball
and he’d be asleep in his corner in no time at all,
and there where nights when I’d feel him climb up on our bed
and lie between us, and I’d pat his head;
and there were nights when I’d feel this stare,
and I’d wake up and he’d be sitting there
and I’d reach out to stroke his hair;
and sometimes I’d feel him sigh,
and I think I know the reason why.
He’d wake up at night,
and he would have this fear
of the dark, of life, of lot’s of things,
and he’d be glad to have me near.
And now he’s dead.
And there are nights when I think I feel him
climb up on our bed,
and lie between us, and I pat his head;
and there are nights when I think I feel that stare,
and I reach out my hand to stroke his hair,
and he’s not there.
Oh, how I wish that wasn’t so,
I’ll always love a dog named Bo.
The great Jimmy Stewart 1908-1997
I remember that show and I remember I cried also. He wrote a few funny peoms too and Johnny would have him recite them whenever he was on. I know I am getting old but somehow I just don’t get that excited when the new actors come on. With all the hair flipping and inane remarks.
Sorry poem. I do have to proof read first not after I send it.
this inspired me to write something about my old darling Charley
Paige will you share it with us or is it too personal?
I will share it. It doesn’t rhyme– it’s been a very long time since I wrote anything. Tomorrow is the 6 month anniversary of when he passed.
“My One True Love”
Sometimes, really early in the mornings
I think I feel him there
Next to me in bed
Warm against my side
And sometimes, when I come home from work
I forget he won’t be standing there to greet me
And make me smile
Sometimes, I wake up from dreams
That it was all a nightmare,
It never happened
It’s all okay
And sometimes, late at night
I know he’s there
I hear his bell
hear his purr
‘Cause Charley’s there
in my heart
My one true love
Charley 1988-2006
Miso, you DO look edible! ๐
awww what a beauty she is!
Close up kitten!!!!!!! How cute!!!!
Miso is so cute! I just want to squeeze her. ๐
I really like the low kitty perspective of the photo. Well done!
Cute girl!
Y’all take care, and have a Happy New Year!
Miso has a beautiful face and big beautiful bright kitty eyes
What a sweetie!
She’s got fun kitty trouble in her eyes. She’s got to be a real treat.
Gorgeous kitten! Looks like my Diana when she was a baby… ^.^ She’s an old girl now, my sweet Diana but she remains a frisky thing after 15 years. God blees your kitten and make her life as long and sweet as my Diana’s.
my cat named Snickers looks so much like Miso its uncanny. if your cat is adorable as mine is now, we’re very lucky people! ๐ i adore the way they’re colored up.
sooooooooooooooo cute
Are you sure she’s 6 months in the photo? She looks no older than 3.
that kitten is vary cut ilove it