Emily

@cat-appreciator.bsky.social

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Trans woman, ace-ish lesbian, amateur potter, fanfic enjoyer, friend to all kitties. She/her.

Two headlines from the Radio New Zealand news website, reading: Business Government moves to keep cement production in NZ with up to $60 million in financial support Crime and Justice ‘Worst nightmare’: Rest home resident run over by concrete truck while walking to shops
Oreo, an elderly short haired silver tabby cat, sleeps half curled up on a black armchair. His face is tilted in such a way that he appears to be smiling. One arm is extended outwards in languid bliss.
Oreo, an elderly short haired silver tabby cat, sleeps on my bed with his legs tucked under him and his face pressed downwards into the sheets.
Oreo, an elderly short haired silver tabby cat, sleeps curled into a perfect circle on my pillow.
Oreo, a silver tabby cat, sits on my lap.
Fidget, an elderly long haired black and white tuxedo cat, lies on the carpet partially lit by a beam of light. She looks off into the middle distance with a pensive expression.
A black and white cow cat stands in a white void, looking at a bowl of kibble. The bowl has a small bare spot in the middle. The cat says “WHY IS IT EMPTY”.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, takes a break from bugging his elder sister to sleep like a slug in a sunbeam.
Fidget, a fluffy long-haired tuxedo cat, sleeps as a grumpy black blob on a fluffy white sheepskin which is almost as fluffy as she is.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, sleeps in a sunbeam on a chair tucked beneath a table. He is face down.
A small trinket dish shaped like a lily pad with a frog on it.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, sits on my chest with his back end pressed directly into my face.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, sits propped up against a red pillow. He is folded over himself like a hunchbacked shrimp with his legs going every which way.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, sleeps curled up into a ball on a black leather armchair.
The white paws of a black tuxedo cat stretched out on a blue blanket, showing off her long “bean sprouts” (the tufts of hair between her toes)
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, sits upright atop a wooden cabinet with his front paws neatly together and his eyes big and dark. He faces the camera with a beseeching expression.
Fidget, an elderly tuxedo cat, sits atop a wooden outdoor table in the sun. She looks towards the camera with an unimpressed expression.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, sits on a black leather sofa with his limbs all askew. One back foot is kicking himself in the head. One front foot is extended towards the camera. The photographer’s hand extends into the shot to touch his little pink beans with a finger.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, is lying stretched across my lap and arm.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby, in perfect loaf mode atop an outdoor table. He is lit from the side by the morning sun.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby, asleep with his head wedged into the corner of a black leather sofa.
A picture of a fox in snow, with its ears pointed backwards as if it is standing in high wind. It is captioned “IT FUCKEN WIMDY”.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, sleeps wedged into the corner of a black leather sofa. One back foot is kicking himself in the forehead and one front foot is extended, showing off his little pink toe beans. His little pink nose pokes out from behind his thigh.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, sits wedged into the corner of a black leather sofa with his limbs all a jumble pointing every which way. One back foot is kicking himself in the ear. One front foot is extended towards the camera, showing off his little pink beans. Your photographer is reaching out from behind the camera to touch his outstretched paw with her index finger.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, lies curled up on a grey and white bedspread. His white chin and the underside of his pink nose are prominent in the centre of the picture.
A close-up on the extended front feet of Fidget, a black and white long-haired tuxedo cat, as she rests on a blue fleece blanket. The underside of one paw is turned towards the camera, displaying one (1) toe bean. The others are occluded by thick tufts of white floof from between her toes.
Fidget, an elderly tuxedo cat, sleeps on a blue fleece blanket. This is a close-up on her face. She holds the end of her tail close to her nose with one white paw to hold it in place.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, sleeps wedged into the corner of a leather armchair. He does not repent his sins.
All Robot & Computers Must Shut The Hell Up To All Machines: You Do Not Speak Unless Spoken To And I Will NEVER Speak To You I Do Not Want To Hear “Thank You” From A Kiosk I Am A Divine Being You Are An Object You Have No Right To Speak In My Holy Tongue
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, sleeps on my legs. In this photo his head is visible at right, and one leg extends across the photo to the left.
"To say that straight men are heterosexual is only to say that they engage in sex (fucking exclusively with the other sex, i.e., women). All or almost all of that which pertains to love, most straight men reserve exclusively for other men. The people whom they admire, respect, adore, revere, honor, whom they imitate, idolize, and form profound attachments to, whom they are willing to teach and from whom they are willing to learn, and whose respect, admiration, recognition, honor, reverence and love they desire... those are, overwhelmingly, other men. In their relations with women, what passes for respect is kindness, generosity or paternalism; what passes for honor is removal to the pedestal. From women they want devotion, service and sex. "Heterosexual male culture is homoerotic; it is man-loving."
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, is asleep curled up on a leather couch, wedged into the corner of the arm and back. Rather than the traditional loaf or sphere, this has formed him into a shape reminiscent of a heart. His little pink nose is prominent.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby cat, lies on a black and red bedspread. His front half is curled up like a shrimp but his hind legs are sticking out wildly. Somehow this is comfortable for him.
Fidget, an elderly long-haired black and brown tuxedo cat, sleeping curled up on a folded square black blanket atop my bed. One white paw is sticking out from the fluffy sphere of cat.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby, relaxes atop a red bedspread. His back legs are extended but his head and front legs are curled up tight, making him look like a furry prawn. Somehow this is comfortable for him.
“There are tunnels underground where bunnies are safe — safe FROM EMAILS”. An altered illustration from a children’s book.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby, sits atop a cat tree. His head is towards the viewer but his eyes are squinched closed.
Fidget, an elderly longhaired tuxedo cat, sleeps atop my sheets curled up into a ball. One hind leg is extended like a lil shrimp.
Jess, a dark brown soft round tabby with a white bib and yellow eyes, sits in a semi-loafed position on garden tiles.
Oreo, a small white and tabby cat with a white streak between her eyes and a pink nose, looks up at me from the kitchen floor. She wants to get onto the kitchen bench because she is made of crimes.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby, rests on the carpet in a sunbeam. He lies on his side with his legs stretched out before him, making a backwards C shape.
Fidget, an elderly long-haired tuxedo cat, sits curled up on a grey bedspread. You can really see the chocolatey brown of her sides and the light brown of her belly floof. She is unmoved by my singing.
Oreo, a silver tabby cat, sits upon my outstretched legs. Fidget, a long-haired tuxedo cat, is stretched out next to my legs. I am toasty and warm.
Two fluffy cat feet, with white socks and black legs, outstretched on a grey beadspread. They are very fluffy indeed.
Fidget, an elderly long-haired tuxedo cat, sleeps on a red and black duvet cover. One paw is extended towards the camera, showing off her white socks, grey toes, and the thick white fluff between her toes.
Fidget, a long haired tuxedo cat, sleeps atop a red and black duvet dover. One paw is extended towards the camera, showing off her white socks, grey toes, and the thick white fluff between her toes.
Fidget, a long-haired tuxedo cat, curled up atop a red and black bed cover. Her little face is turned almost upside down.
A close up on the sleeping face of Fidget, an elderly tuxedo cat, showing off her white whiskers.
A print of a landscape painting in a wooden frame. It shows a riverside scene with water lilies and trees on the bank in an impressionist style. It reminds me of Australia.
A knitted woolen hat with dark blue, orange, teal, and yellow stripes and a teal bobble on top. “Isle of Lewis” has been embroidered across the front in lime green.
Oreo, a silver and grey tabby, lies on his side on a grey and white beadspread. Behind him Emily, a brown-haired white woman with glasses and a blue t-shirt, applies skritches.
Two cats stretched out asleep on a grey bedspread. The closer one, Fidget, is a longhaired black and brown tuxedo cat with white whiskers. Her head is turned towards the camera. On the corner of the bed Oreo, a small silver tabby, is in a semi-loaf position looking away from the camera. He is not quite long enough to call a baguette. Perhaps one might call him a ciabatta.
A close up on a long haired brown and black tuxedo cat. She is curled up, with her face hidden and her ears poking out, resting her head on one white paw. The rest of her body is a poorly differentiated mass of brown and black floof swirling around a spot of white fluffy belly like milk poured into coffee.
Oreo, a small elderly silver tabby, curled up atop a cat tree. His face is hidden, leaving only his ears poking up.
Oreo, an elderly silver tabby, rests atop a cat tower.
A fluffy round brown circle of cat, emphatically not touching my outstretched human legs.
Fidget, a scruffy elderly tuxedo cat, curled up on a grey blanket. She is hiding her face with her paws, showing off her white socks. Much of her side floof is auburn.
Pixelart of Pikachu holding a pistol, captioned with the words “We can’t expect God to do all the work”.
A scruffy longhaired tuxedo cat curled up on my bed, looking at my outstretched hand.