Atari and Konami

My two cats, Atari, 14, a diluted tortie and Konami, a fifteen week old ginger kitten.

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Konami looks about ready to go a punk concert.

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When you return from the kitchen to find your kitten on your chair, you don't just simply move them away.

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I had to take drastic measures after Konami turned off my PC for a third time today.

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Her paws are crossed like the good little Chritten she is.

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Konami chilling in her new travel bag. Letting her get used to it before we take her on walks to grassy fields.

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Draw me like one of your French cats.

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Konami and Mötley.

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Potential birb friends everywhere.

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Konami’s first adventure outside.

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Blep.

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Konami is 50% hind leg.

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RETREAT!

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Konami rolled a natural 20 on her athletics today.

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When you finally find that one toy your elderly cat will play with, so you buy them in bulk.

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Atari's pupils can dilate to encompass the entire planet sometimes.

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Cat intensifies.