#NationalCatDay, huh? Well I ain’t got so much as a post to scratch for all the rats I’ve taken down. Nothin’ but “git” & “scram” for me when today oughta be full of naps & Q-Tips—rememberin’ all the lives I lost. So I’m sorry I’m ungrateful, kitten, but wake me if there’s tuna.
5 gigs I done a bit of:
1. private eye
2. cop... in FELICIDE. T’ose 6 months were the worst 20 years uh my life
3. vice informant
4. purred for money
5. hawkin’ newspapers on 8th, down by the Dog District. That was “ruff” 😹
Ok, ur next: @m—
*goons bust in*
HEY! Get ou—*SAPPED*
“Happy birthday to me, Sweetheart. Tonite’s shindig is gonna be the pajamas. If you’re lookin’ to find me, I’ll be doin’ my number. Dance your toe beans over to the piano... Best seat in the house.”😼💃🎉🚬🍸
Happy 11th Birthday to the staaaar of #CatNoir! The one & only EMMA!
“I looked into the abyss and saw what everyone said I’d amount to—a big nothing. Laid out like a reflection. I knew I had to go in. Had to fight back and get these dirty paws dirtier. Afterall... what‘s a nothing cat like me got to lose?”🕵️♂️
#CatNoir#ColorEdition#CatsOfTwitter
“I was stuck between a rock and a hard place without a drop of milk in sight. If I didn’t get clever quick, I’d end up deader than all the missing mice who found their way into her unforgettable paws.” ☠️🙀 #CatNoir#Caturday#CatsOfTwitter#catslife
“The cat mayor looked up at me with regret, her eyes pleading for me not to tell. But with a story as juicy as wet food, I couldn’t keep quiet. Kittentown needed to know. And I needed that corner office at the Meowzette.” 🚬🗞📰#CatNoir#Meowzette#CatsofTwitter
“Never thought I’d see the day a mutt like you and a cat like me could sit, claws-down, and meet all civil-like.”
Poppy Pup smirked, her sharpest tooth snagging her upper lip as she did so.
“Who said this was gonna be civil.” 😦🐕🐈💥
#CatNoir#Caturday#CatsOnTwitter#Pets
They dragged me in and threw me to the floor. I lifted my head and saw him standing over me. I was finally looking at... Mister Scrumptious Pants.
“Well well well... Look what the cat dragged in,” he said. “I hear you’ve been lookin’ for me.” 🔫#CatNoir#Cats#MrScrumptiousPants
“I knew the city like I knew my litter box... but once in a blue moon, it showed me something I never expected to see in a place called Kittentown...
‘Hiya, Madge,’ I said.”
#Catnoir 📸🔦🐕😼
“The door groaned as the Catmissioner entered, gun in paw. He knew she was alive; knew she’d run to her private cat tree upstate. If he didn’t shut her up, she’d be meowing to the papers in time for the morning edition. And flexing her paws over his lousy picture.” #CatNoir 😾🚨
“They said there were no witnesses. That no one could remember what happened. That the three types of whiskers found in that closet didn’t match any suspects. And that here in Kittentown, justice has a way of working itself out, without the law nosing in.”🕵️♂️🚬🥃#CatNoir#Caturday
“Nothing but a good hangover brought me to Duckie’s pond. Something in that water had healing effects. That or the pond was filled with giggle juice. Either was just fine by me.” 🥃