I hope people still follow this feature, though I recognize that d*g lovers and other such miscreants may want to skip it. At any rate, here are a bunch of bad cats narrated by “Ozzy Man”. The worst one is the one who kicks the duckling at 0:21. I like the narration, so turn the sound up.
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From France Today we have a selection of stone cats from a wonderful medieval village (click on screenshot):
The story (indented) and some cat sculptures. All photos courtesy of the La Romieu Office of Tourism.
They are the work of artist Maurice Serreau who moved to this quiet village to retire. One day in the early 1990s, he decided to sculpt a cat. Then he made another and another. He made a cat for the butcher, the baker, and if there was a candlestick maker, I’m sure he got one too. Monsieur Serreau just couldn’t stop himself making cats and soon they were appearing all around the village. When people began to ask why the town had so many cat sculptures, he explained that he had been inspired when he overheard a grandmother telling her grandchildren about a legend. It was the legend of Angeline and her cats that saved the village, and it goes something like this…
In 1338, a little girl called Angeline was born in La Romieu. While she was still very young, both her parents died suddenly, and she was adopted by a kind couple that lived nearby. As Angeline grew, so did her love for cats and there were always a few that followed her wherever she went.
During this time, two years of severe weather caused a famine and the townspeople were hungry. They were searching everywhere for anything that was edible. Soon the village cats started to disappear as the starving villagers resorted to eating cat stew. Angeline was horrified and begged her adoptive parents to let her hide a couple of cats in the attic. They couldn’t say no to the poor child. She had already lost her parents and they didn’t want her to suffer the loss of her beloved cats as well, so they agreed. Since Angeline hid one male and one female, her kitten collection increased steadily.
Finally, to everyone’s relief, the weather improved, crops flourished, and food was again plentiful. But because there hadn’t been any cats to patrol the village streets, the rats had overrun the town and were ravaging the crops. The townspeople held a meeting to try to find a solution. Everyone was surprised but happy when Angeline announced that she had twenty cats (as the cat population in her attic had increased tenfold) and they would be more than happy to help with the rat problem. All were in agreement and the cats were let loose in the village. The rats soon disappeared and the crops were no longer threatened.
Village life returned to normal and Angeline went back to helping her adoptive parents work in the fields, always surrounded by her cats. But as she grew older, something very strange happened to Angeline: people say her face began to take on the appearance of a cat and even her ears transformed into pointed cat ears. A bust of Angeline, looking very cat-like, can be seen on one of the buildings in the village.
Here’s that sculpture. Has anybody been to this village?
Like Angeline’s cats of long ago, it’s Serreau’s cats that are helping La Romieu today. His cat sculptures have become a popular tourist attraction bringing in much needed revenue to the village coffers.
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Several readers sent me this article or the equivalent elsewhere. Nobody wanted this jerk cat, Perdita in North Carolina! (Click on screenshot):
Here’s a video of Perdita and a staff member at the shelter where Jerk Cat resides:
Here’s the ad put out by the shelter:
From HuffPo:
“Perdita, we thought she was sick, turns out she’s just a jerk,” the Spruce Pine-based shelter captioned pictures of the 4-year-old black and white puss they took in on Christmas Eve following the death of her owner.
. . .It’s unclear how tongue-in-cheek the shelter is being with its ad. It did not immediately respond to HuffPost’s request for further information.
“She pretends like she wants you to pet her and love on her. As soon as you pick her up, she starts growling. She will swat you,” said Taylor, adding: “She definitely makes you laugh. One minute she wants you, and one minute she’s over it.”
As the video notes above, over 50 applications have been received from people eager to adopt Perdita. Perhaps they see her as a challenge.
h/t: Christopher, Winnie
Perdita sounds like a Mark-1 standard issue cat. Leg at each corner ; spare leg somewhere near the non-bitey end ; strong axial trend in bitey-ness (does anyone know which Hox gene that character resides on?)
Yes, please keep the felid trifecta coming. Since both of our cats have shuffled off their furry little mortal coils in the last year or so, I need to get my cat fix somehow.
It just wouldn’t be Caturday without the felid trifecta.
Perdita sounds a bit like my kind of cat.
Still reading, still enjoying! Don’t stop.
“. . .It’s unclear how tongue-in-cheek the shelter is being with its ad. It did not immediately respond to HuffPost’s request for further information.”
Yeah, I wouldn’t respond to HuffPost if they contacted me either.
“‘She pretends like she wants you to pet her and love on her. As soon as you pick her up, she starts growling. She will swat you,’ said Taylor, adding: ‘She definitely makes you laugh. One minute she wants you, and one minute she’s over it.'”
This actually sounds like my cat: hates being picked up and only wants pets/scratches for about 1/2 hour of the day (at night, some time between 9:00 and 10:00 PM when he comes and sits next to me on the couch). Otherwise, he’s asleep under the bed in the master bedroom (there’s a heat vent under the bed, so the bed skirt makes it like a sauna under there) or on the heated floor in the master bathroom. Or he’s staring out the window.
I may be a reprobate cynophilist myself, but I still peek in every Caturday.
Keep them coming, please, PCC(E), this is one of my favorite features on your website – I have no idea how you find these!
I’m admiring the cat sculpture. It looks like something I would do. Notice the stone appears to be the same type as the surrounding architecture. A limestone I’d say. You may be able to find fossils embedded in the cats. Wouldn’t that be cool.
“…. said Taylor, adding: “She definitely makes you laugh. One minute she wants you, and one minute she’s over it.”
Seems like normal cat behavior based on my two girls.
Okay, was the cat in the “cat antics” article a domestic, wild or something contrived? I am talking about the one huddling on a limb, shelf or something.
Perdita’s a wuss compared to the two cats a friend of mine has. They are not at all friendly. They stare at you with murderous intent like a psychopath. They follow you around looking for the slightest opportunity when you’re vulnerable to attack, even while preparing their food. They go for the eyes, face, and of course hands and arms. I’ve had to cat sit when my friend was away and when I went to bed, I kept the door securely shut lest they attack me in the middle of the night. NOTHING placated them.
The only other animal like this that I’ve encountered was a macaw with human murder on its mind.
Don’t abandon Caturday! Or else I’ll find you and sic my friend’s cats on you.
I didn’t mean that threat to be taken seriously.
Watching the cat antics on Caterday help me accept that my cat is likely normal. I’m thinking of – no respect for personal space, swiping everything she can on the floor, regular throwing up down heat register, ear rubbing only and getting bit when I quit, stealing food whenever possible. It never ends. She is 12 years now and I worry – what will I ever do without her.
Throwing up down the heat register, lol, their mothers must teach them to do that when they are kittens.
Jeez, yes – that’s where it must have come from!! It may even be an inherited gene. 😺
I always look, but rarely comment.
That Ozzy Man narration was f’n funny. 🤣
Angeline, during a time of dearth, when starving people had to eat cats, found enough food each day to feed twenty cats, and no one noticed. LOL. But the legend lives on.
Always look forward to Caturday and forward it to several of my friends. So don’t stop!
Hysterical. I just laughed so much because it’s so true! Cats are professional bastards!
I always look forward to the Caturday felids!
Cat Scratch Fever? Not a joke – I caught it from a stray I was trying to be nice to, followed by a recrudescence as my immune system is non-functional. Very painful buboes.