Smudge Wants to Know Just What, Exactly, It Is You Think You Are Doing
Posted on January 11, 2020 Posted by John Scalzi 29 Comments
To be fair, it’s a totally valid question.
Don’t lie to Smudge. He’ll know.
Whatever
FURIOUSLY REASONABLE
WHATEVER
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Looking at this utterly adorable picture of Smudge. Because I must.
Absolutely awesome shot of Smudge.
Robin can answer with confidence:
*Starving the cat.* (Again, and also always.)
Of course.
I can’t look away, though… too much intensity of cute!
Looking at absolutely the cutest kitty in the world. And planning my trip to Europe.
Laughing because it’s guaranteed we’re all tilting our head to look at this pic of Smudge! Very cute!
Ok. Okay, Smudge. Since it’s Saturday, I slept in and now I have taken over an hour getting dressed, reading email, and playing with my girl cat Nibblette.
Hopefully that answers your questions and you can go back to napping.
Smudge you are too damn cute but I am too damn tired to keep my eyes open any longer so I am off to bed.
Well, uh, Smudge sir, it has nothing to do with an unauthorized slash rewrite of The Android’s Dream to be sold under the counter in Singapore. How would I know of any such thing?!
Serving as furniture for my own feline overlord. Naturally! Also … hey, Smudge, you’re adorable.
Hah! I love it. This gets my vote as one of my favorite scalzi cat pictures, along with the Lopsided Cat picture in front of the laundry pile.
Well, as a matter of fact, Smudge, I am currently serving as a sleeping surface for another similarly named beast (Smudgely McDammitcat, to be specific), so I believe there’s my Saturday afternoon sorted, thanks.
Dear Smudge,
I am in the process of butchering a manuscript to make it more saleable.
(Art for art’s sake, money for god’s sake.)
pax /hatchetman Ctein
Watching football.
Right now I am eating ice cream and talking to my own cat, who is helpfully cleaning up the drips.
Yawning as I read other things on the Internet until I got to that portrait of you, Smudge. And about to go upstairs to supper, too, I think.
Seen this look from my cat. It confuses me.
Reflecting on the fact that my daughter’s dog, who is much the same size as Smudge, looks at me with an identical expression. I clearly am failing to live up to his expectations…
Consulting with my attorney as to the advisability of answering that question (I was nowhere near Dealey Plaza and I can prove it)!
How old is he now? I’m just wondering how long he’ll keep that kittenlike air.
Why Smudge, I’m conquering the galaxy of course. What else would I be doing on a Sunday evening?
Well, Smudge, I’m admiring an excellent photo of someone ELSE’s feline overlord, when I OUGHT to be admiring my OWN feline overlords. What a bad cat servant I am, alas.
Watching the wheels come off the Islamic regime in Iran.
More like ‘I wonder what you would taste like’. At least that’s what my family’s first cat looked like, right before he would bite you, hard enough to draw blood.
Pedro: “Watching the wheels come off the Islamic regime in Iran.”
Lol, no.
The US shot down an Iranian airliner in 1988, gave the missile frigate captain a medal, and we never formally apoligized for it. The wheels didnt come off our regime.
“Lol, no.”
For your analogy to have any chance of working, the Iranian airliner that the U.S. Navy shot down in 1988 would have to have been filled with . . . Americans.
We both know it wasn’t.
Sorry, right wingers had a hardon from when we overthrew the democracy in Iran for oil in 1953 until they kicked our puppet out of power in 79. There was some flirty behavior when we gave Iraq WMDs to use against iran in the 80’s. And shot down iran 655 in 88.
But lately Its been a couple of decades of erectile dysfunction. Oh, sure, they keep popping that little blue pill and fantasizing about some nuclear deal nonsense, but at this point, its a bunch of old white dudes who cant get it up telling everyone how virile they are.
So, again, lol, no.
Pedro, CasanovaFrankenstein:
Consider that you are having this conversation on thread which is literally about a picture of a cat, and then rethink having that conversation here, please.
Am I the only one that finds a disturbing amount of similarity between Smudge and a number of cats that were bred with opposable thumbs? Let me know, I’ll just be hanging out here in the gym…
Smudge is really just one ridiculously photogenic cat.