Not to make this about dogs, but Domino's position and expression in this photo totally mirror my hound's at this moment.

shortstop -- ever the contrarian

Inkblot looks like a pensive lifelong Democrat looking down at the events of this horrible week in our party's intrasquad blood letting.

While Donmino looks like a very expensive NY working girl entertaining her favorite (ex) governor. What a sex kitten!

Kitties! The only bit of sanity in this week of anything but.

Have a good weekend, Mr. Drum. I'll be home in four hours, spoiling my kitties with toys and well-deserved beatings ("I'm sure you did SOMETHING wrong while I was gone!"). ;)

Every Friday, Keven Drum provides us with photographic evidence that the deep American dream - that black and white will some day live together, play together, be photographed together, and even have their bellies scratched together - has already come true.

shortstop -- ever the contrarian

No, thersites, it was intended as an "animal lovers unite" post. Sorry that my husband's cat allergies are much too acute for me to be able to produce a feline pet for you.

Cat pictures bring such peace of mind...and Lord knows we need it this week. Thank you, Domino and Inkblot.

Okay, shortstop. I apologize for thinking you were being divisive. (Or is it divisive?)

Well, I guess we can see what type of reading our Inkblot tends towards.

Diane Mott Davidson...mysteries of the cat and mouse sort.....delicious titles: Dark Tort, Prime Cut, Dying for Chocolate.

I think it may be such books that give that animal ideas about certain other animals in the house. Lurking around the litterbox, awaiting ones intended victim, thwacking said victim, and running away during the ensuing screech, such sweet fun, but...has no one tried doing in their victim by pouncing from the top shelf of a ceiling-high bookcase?

Look! Kevin has cottage cheese ceilings!

Hey, my cat reads John Grisham novels, too!

So how does Inkblot get up there? Is it a straight boost up using the bare side of the shelf (as my cats used to get on top of the fridge from a counter-- a 4-foot vertical) or does he use the shelves?

I had a high window shelf for my cats that they *could* leap to cleanly, but being the nice guy that I am I put in a "step" for them halfway up.

I always thought that Inkblot believed he was "above" human literature. Now it's confirmed!

Inkblot looks like he's on two tabs of LSD.

Your cats are insignificant.
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Kevin, instead of catblogging so early, as a good atheist, you could/should be writing about the latest annual installment of Shroud of Turin believers' bullshit, the annual New Mexico Penitentes or Filipinos who get themselves crucified or similar.

Or, is this an Amy Sullivan story?

Look! Kevin has cottage cheese ceilings!

Yes, but how did he get Domino to stick to the ceiling like that?

I hope that bookcase is anchored to the wall.

Thersites,
With gorilla glue of course.

I've intrigued all along by Domino's white whiskers. I've never seen white whiskers on a black cat. It's totally striking.

Anyone else know a black cat with white whiskers?

Tabs of LSD? Get real.

Now I understand.

John Grisham? Diane Mott? What, no Barbara Cartland? How about some quality formula fiction like P.G. Wodehouse?

(Yes, yes, I'm sure Grisham and Mott are superb and excellent and have zillions of fine qualities.)

Uhh, Kevin, the equinox was yesterday, 10:48 a.m. your time.

"And the Inkblot, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the oaken shelf for Grisham just beside my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted — Nevermore!"

lampwick @ 5:11pm wins!

nice kitties.

uh, Kevin? There's really not a lot happy about Good Friday. I appreciate the sentiment, but, uh, well, you know.

TJM... that was supposed to be Amy Sullivan's blog post.

Look! Kevin has cottage cheese ceilings!

Hey! Some of us inherit these things. As in -- buy a house, even an old house and there they are. Relentlessly cheesy. (And I thought calling them "popcorn ceilings" was bad.)

Thanks for those photos, Mr. Drum. It's very comforting after a week of "make the stupid people STOP, please...".

Kevin spread all his damn comic books out on the floor again...

Over at Talking Points Memo, Josh Marshall is giving some extra publicity to the super-dumb opinions of some Hillary defenders. Not that everything they're saying is stupid, but a lot of it is. A lot of it is pissy, over-the-top, cretinous exaggeration. And the claims that Obama, personally, cries "racist" if his term of a mere two years in office is criticized, etc.: ridiculous, no?

Not to dis the generally super-smart, genius comments from comment threads, but the opinions of his emailers belong there, in comment threads, not with klieg lights and undeserved respect. Or is everyone going to give the writers' assininity a close and intelligent analysis? ...I doubt it.

Domino: Can't believe it. All of the harddrives. Destroyed. Attorneygate over. We can't impeach them now. Too! late!

Oh my God, Kevin stuffed Inkblot and stuck him up on the book-shelf!!

How could you, Kevin?!?!?