ROTFLMAO!

I hear ya.  We've  got deadly kitten emissions around here, too. ;)

Theresa
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Just like babies.  Isn't it truly amazing how such noxious smells  can be
produced by such an apparently sweet entity.

Jo

LOL!

My Doc loves peanut butter, and it has the same effect on him, only to a
lesser degree.  One time I let him have more than I should have, and he
was sleeping under my chair.  I kept getting just a suspicion of a whiff
of a bad smell, but it was gone before I could even be sure I'd smelled
it.  They were teeny tiny little kitty farts.  

He, too, seemed happy to let them go.  

Chak

Ü ogosh,it's waaaay too early to laugh this hard,i hurt meself trying not to
wake hubby & child!

I'm glad I live over 300 miles away from you. ;o)

That reminds me, someone once told me that the best translation of a purr is
"I am inoffensive".

*sends clothes peg to Helen*

Love

Jeanette

LOL! That's exactly what Caliban used to do when he first came to me. he
also liked to come and cuddle up to my face in bed, and then let rip.
I'm so glad I managed to cure his gas problem.

I remember last year when Scarlett and Rhett were getting used to
regular cat food with real meat (they ate Kitten Chow for their first
month before they came here), and toxic doesn't even come close to
describing it.  WoooooEEEEEEEE They rarely pass gas now, so it does
get better.  ;)

Scritches to your baby cat.  I just love reading your stories about
her. She's one lucky kitty!

ROTFL!!!!

Whoever thought that those innocent little faces concealed the souls of
biological warriors? =o)

Well, now you know to keep the Thai food away from Lily!

Melissa

Had a cat long ago that had the farts and the poops.  He was a 2 day
visitor, and when he went to the litterbox, you could see the green
cloud envelope it then float into the living room.

He'd also get up on you and rip one in your face.  Poor guy!

As I said he was just a visitor, was watching him for someone.

rofl

gad, i hope i never encounter this with my kitten
especially before breakfast

After we adopted Roxie and took in our fosterling Brian, I learned that
Petco gives a book of coupons to anyone who brings in a pet adoption
certificate. They have great deals on kitty furniture, toys, and several for
free bags of cat food.

It was not a pay week and we needed food. The book could not have come at a
better time. One of the coupons was for a huge bag of Royal Canin chow,
enough to carry the kids for several weeks! Bast was surely smiling on me;
Freya, who drives a chariot led by cats, nodded her approval. Of course,
Loki can't be far behind when Fate decides to go Viking on your a.s...

Within 48 hours we needed hazmat suits to go into the house. The chow change
was creating methane cyclones in all three of the kids. Roxie, surprisingly,
was the worst offender. Roxie, the dainty, slender, prim Victorian Buddhist
has a rectum that could tear cities asunder. Rectum? Damn near killed 'em!
Louie got up and threw her out of the bedroom at one point because she kept
backing into his face and letting them fly. Poor Roxie couldn't quite
understand. Isn't it a friendly gesture to offer someone your butt? Even the
males, ordinarily the poor souls usually to blame for the malodorous airs
that assault our collective nostrils, couldn't keep up.

Brandy is now the house Farteuse. She can be most devious. Plump,
button-eyed, cute-as-hell Brandy will come up and love allover you,
positively gush kitty-love, and then let loose with an SBD that could get
Osama out into the open. And she's so stinking INNOCENT about it! She's
almost two years old, and still behave like a kitten. A juvenile delinquent.
The kind of juvie who's dragged against her will to a wedding reception for
someone she doesn't know, and takes great delight in the revenge of ripping
one right by the pretentious champagne fountain.

Blessed be,
Baha