Kitty Love, Kitty Hate

Dana Hunter

For those who love V-Day squee:

Image shows an orange tabby kitten kissing a gray and white one on the mouth. Caption says, "I love you."

And for those who don’t:

Image shows an angry-looking super-fluffball white kitten on a pink blanket. Caption says, "I hate everything."

I’m celebrating the day with some misandry by making B stay home with his single homies while I eviscerate a 19th century MRA. I might eat some bonbons and chuckle darkly at times, even. We’re avoiding all the sappy stuff, because neither one of us is particularly fond of it, even if I do enjoy sewing fluffy hearts. And some friends he never gets to see were coming over, so I let him off the V-Day hook. I’m just that nice. And bloody busy trying to do ten thousand things simultaneously.

Anyway. Couldn’t pass up the change to give you kissing kittens. Whether you love, hate, or are indifferent to the day, you’ve gotta admit the kittens are cute. Unless you don’t like kittens, in which case, I’m not sure what you’re doing hanging about here…

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Kitty Love, Kitty Hate

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5 thoughts on “Kitty Love, Kitty Hate”

  1. rq
    1

    MISANDRY.
    For the record, I am at work, and Husband is out in the country with two of the kids (MISANDRY!) while my mum is baby-sitting Eldest at the theatre. I’m pretty sure this whole situation is full of misandry.
    The romance is high in our family. Have fun with the 19th century MRA, looking forward to the blood and the guts and the heart-rending refutations!

  2. Trebuchet
    2

    I just got up from a fairly long nap with the Kitty, who was under the blanket between my legs. She lets me know when it’s time to do that because, you know, KITTY. Now that I’m up, she’s between my wife’s leg, under the quilt. We do love our kitties.

  3. Onamission5
    3

    Speaking of misandry, I made Spouse get off work early and take me out to a café which serves Indian street food even though that is not his favorite thing to eat. (In my defense it is my birthday.)

  4. Hank_Says
    4

    Dr Wife worked all day on V-Day (uppity misandrist she-devil) and I stayed home with Miss Junior Misandrist. But after DW returned from her shift in obstetrics (SEETHING HIVE OF MISANDRY) I got my manly revenge and went to a manly house party full of loud manly music.

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    Interesting note: my browser, Firefox, keeps underlining “misandry” in red because it doesn’t recognise it as a word. Which only confirms that the interwebs are controlled by misandrists trying to cover their (no doubt cloven) tracks.

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