By David Futrelle
Did you all know that Freddie Mercury was really, really into his cats? I did not. But he was, and here is photographic proof. I ran a couple of the pics here through some filters because I sort of like to do that.
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“Don’t Stop Me Meow”
@Mish, she’s called Chai. She has pale cinnamon splodges, and the effect is rather like chai tea with lots of milk. It’s only been 48 hours, but I swear she’s grown.
She has an amazing appetite for her size. She’s 300g of apex predator, working on getting to 350g
Look at that face!!!
That kitty could spin me the thing about needing petrol money and I would totally buy into it.
(Does she need petrol money? I can Western Union some.)
So cute!
She does kind of look like she’s desperately sad about not having tuna in front of her right now. She looks like she might become even better than most cats at manipulating her humans.
Chai is the perfect name for her, and yep, that wee face is going to have legions of hoomans doing her bidding, as is only fit.
Beatiful cat, Sheila. I’d share pics of our cat, but it’s hard to get a good pic of a black cat.
@Sheila Crosby
That might be one of the cutest kittens ever! Thank you for that. We need all the cheer we can muster these days. Enjoy raising your kitten; it is a singular joy.
oh my gosh she is adorable
Further proof of Freddy’s amazingness. What talent, what personality, what a heart!