Aren’t they cute? Perhaps. But maybe something devious is going on in those little minds. Caption the catdog!
Aren’t they cute? Perhaps. But maybe something devious is going on in those little minds. Caption the catdog!
“okay, okay, you caught me red handed!”
Cat: Do you see my paws moving slowing?
Dog (moaning): Yeeeessss…
Cat: Okay, now…SLEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!
Hey Bi fella, are you looking for a fight!
And Bush says to Dick shouldn`t I be on the throne
Your sure your a male, I still don’t see it.
You have been eating out of my litter box again haven’t you scruffy?
chomp, gulp.
Cat:(singing)Im to sexy for my shirt
Dog:Go baby work it work it
cat:do you think I should take this up professionaly
dog:defently your very good
cat:o stop it stop your so flattering
I TOLD you… YOU get the floor, *I* get the COT!
Now get down from there, or I’m poppin’ the top on this can!
No pussies allowed!
I`m not touching you….
Um… have you tried flossing?
This is what happens when animals are introduced into politics. The dogs, or the liberals, just want a free ride. Or in this case, they want the entire bench. The cats, or the conservatives, just want their rights as Americans to be respected and protected. Or in this case “, Get off the bench you overgrown mangy furball, flea infested, demoncult worshiping, dog!!! This is my house!!!”
The truth is the conservatives are always the underdogs; or should I say undercats?
Cat: I’m going to punch you because you’re a dog.
Dog: Then I’m going to eat you!!!
I’m going to punch you.
This is what Batman and Catwoman would look like if Batman was a dog.
Cat: Peekaboo!!! I see you!!! AHHHHHHHHH!
Dog: Ruff!!! Dinner time!!!
Cat: Not if I can help it! CAT WOMAN! HELP!
I am going to scratch your nose off. Then I’m going to punch you.
Alalalalalaleeeeeeeehhhhyyyaaaaaahhahaha!!!! Xena the warrior cat princess (or prince).
David versus Goliath
Come Here!!! You nasty big dog!! I’m goning to give you such a punch that you’ll be born a feline.
You can not run from your problems. You must face them.
Are you talking to me? There is no one else here, so you must be talking to me.
If I don’t move, he can’t see me…
The pets are cute and there are some good responses, but I can’t help but notice how weird (or should that be “dirty”) the previous two captions are.
…so then the mouse said….to the Trumpet Player ….
I’ll gladly turn on the Water Tap for you to drink , L’il Kitty !
“How many paws do you see?”
gimmy your tuna and I’ll let You up.
“Come on Ralffie. Pull yourself together. You got a big fight coming up. Now get out of bed and let’s go run some laps.”
“Damn . . . You DO have a ninth nipple.”
“Told you.”
“Grrrrr, Arrrrg!” “Nope, Gilligan, still not scary.” “Aw, heck!”
…and …and …and the mouse was this bloody big!!