Cats of Oxford

The robots are in charge. This is what they think a cat celebrating New Year in Oxford would look like. Enjoy!

When your catsitting customer definitely doesn't want you to leave.

“Look, it’s bad enough we’re weeks behind and I’m guaranteed to get spoilered, without you also Being In My Spot”.

"Yeah, in college we have a guy for that. Would you mind?"

Merry Christmas from Cats of Oxford!

“Oh well, if anyone asks, tell them I’m a boy”.

"No, you're not listening. I didn't say I disagreed with the JCR wanting to ban plastic straws in the bar. What I said was, I'm not convinced this is a practical alternative".

"Alright Dave, everyone knows you came top of the room ballot, everyone knows you got the balcony. There's no need to be a dick about it".

Woman passing with daughter: "What a lovely kitten. Is she part Burmese or Siamese?" Me: "I have no idea I just met her. She looks a bit Abyssinian to me" *Door opens* Homeowner: "She is Abyssinian and she is supposed to be indoors" Me: "Yes I will take my prize as cash please"

"Hey you're always making such a big deal of that three legged cat. Look at me, I've got five legs". "You do not, that's just a trick of the, erm, OK how are you doing that and how is it comfortable? I don't think cats are supposed to have working elbows". "Told you. Fancy legs. Five of them. My great grandmother was an octupus". "Really?" "Well, she ate an octopus".

“It’s not the despair, Laura. I can stand the despair. It’s the hope!”

“Yes thanks for that, I am indeed now fully appraised of your views on key geopolitical issues and the philosophical underpinning of intersectional social justice, but what I said was, and noting that this is a local election, “What are you going to do about the bins?”. They’re all lumpy and the temperature control is shocking”.

We are at home to suggested band names. The worse the pun, the better.

“Living a full life despite people’s preconceptions about your disability? Yeah, I can raise a paw to that. Now, theoretical cosmology, I have to admit I never quite got my head around. Still it could be worse, I did a term of quantum mechanics and this weird Austrian guy kept trying to put me in a box. Did not end well for him, did not end well at all”.

“Troy, for the last time, being born in Abingdon does not mean that you “Come From A Land Down Under”, now will you please stop singing that infernal song”.