The Big Bad List: 50+ Cats You Can’t Get Enough Of

Cats. Love’em. Hate’em. You can’t ignore them. This week’s Big Bad List is the ultimate collection of everything feline. Keep your furry friends close while you treat yourself to some kitty cuteness.

(This list is in no particular order and is not exhaustive)


Life by Danilo Laynnes

Cat! who has pass’d thy grand climacteric, How many mice and rats hast in thy days Destroy’d? How many tit-bits stolen? Gaze With those bright languid segments green, and prick Those velvet ears – but prythee do not stick Thy latent talons in me.

(John Keats)

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Proud Astronaut by Durro

The animals were imperfect, long-tailed, unfortunate in their heads. Little by little they put themselves together, making themselves a landscape, acquiring spots, grace, flight. The cat, only the cat appeared complete and proud: he was born completely finished, walking alone and knowing what he wanted.

(Pablo Neruda)

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Cat Vader by Nicebleed
Slurp by Nicebleed

He looked a fierce and quarrelsome cat, But claw he never would; He only bit the ones he loved, Because they tasted good.

(Sarah F. Greenfield)

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I’m Watching You by Valentina Zummo

The trouble with a kitten is THAT, Eventually it becomes a CAT.

(Ogden Nash)

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Felonious by Pankaj Bhambri

My cat violates a vital code when she sleeps on the lid of my commode. It is all right for her to choose it, except, of course, when I have to use it. It seems to me a cat should know when you gotta go, you gotta go. I’m sure she also would be bitter if I slept in her box of litter.

(John D. Engle,Jr)

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Doily Cat by Gumani

The gingham dog went “bow-wow-wow!” And the calico cat replied “mee-ow!” The air was littered, an hour or so, With bits of gingham and calico.

(Eugene Field)

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A Cat Named Curiosity by Chris Moet

Oh, what a grand and glorious thing it is to be a cat! Yes, every day I live, I grow more positive of that. For all the great, big busy world, as is quite right and meet, comes humbly every day to lay its tribute at my feet.

(Author Unknown)

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Crazy Cat Lady by Bluinker

Puss loves man’s winter fire, Now that the sun so soon, Leaves the hours cold it warmed,In burning June. She purrs full length before The heaped-up hissing blaze, Drowsy in slumber down Her head she lays.

(Walter De La Mare)

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Dogs and Cats by Federico Cortese

The cat detractors can’t abide, The creatures overweening pride. Admirers of the feline praise, His occult, incandescent gaze.

(Author Unknown)

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Precarious by Debra Purcell

The sun slants in, its light a wedge Of carpet by the door. And to that slice of sunlight Goes my cat, now, to restore Herself. This nap is therapeutic (Like the tuna she devoured). She seems to need this daily bask. She thinks she’s solar powered.

(Lee Anny Wynn Snook)

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Smoke Cat by Emilie Darlington

And only then did I understand, It is Jeoffry—and every creature like him— Who can teach us how to praise—purring In their own language, Wreathing themselves in the living fire.

(Edward Hirsch)

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Cats and Roses by Akiko Kobayashi
I’m Cat. Who Are You? by Akiko Kobayashi

Cat, I would lend you this book to study but it appears that you have already read it. She looks up and gives me her full gaze. “Don’t be ridiculous,” she purrs. “I wrote it.”

(Cesare Pavese)

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Cat Lady by Allison Weeks Thomas

I should like to sleep like a cat, with all the fur of time, with a tongue rough as flint, with the dry sex of fire;  and after speaking to no one, stretch myself over the world, over roofs and landscapes, with a passionate desire to hunt the rats in my dream.

(Pablo Neruda)

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Cat Stories by Viplov Singh

Overseeing each exchange, Is the proprietress we all know, As the highly regarded feline – The Madame of Café Momo. Immune to flattery of any sort, She silently sips her wine From a shadowed corner table, At which she later may dine.

(Kelly Bodeaux)

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Feeling Lucky Kitty by Tessa Shearer

Old Ella Mason keeps cats, eleven at last count, In her ramshackle house off Somerset Terrace; People make queries On seeing our neighbor’s cat-haunt, Saying: ‘Something’s addled in a woman who accommodates That many cats.

(Sylvia Plath)

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Cats by Neethi
You feed me, I try to feed you, we are friends, says the cat, although I am more equal than you. Can you leap twenty times the height of your body? Can you run up and down trees? Jump between roofs?
(Marge Piercy)

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CMYKitteh by Xi Lu
Vegan Heart by Xi Lu

Psyche. The divine earthbound creature that she is to me, this rescued cat who tenderly touches my face as I had once lovingly stroked her wounded pads.

(Elissa Michele Zacher)

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Angel Cat by Nina Collere

In sunlit lands, in hotter climes, long long ago, in other times, I ruled in temples rich with gold snd Pharoahs came, and warriors bold, with tribute and with gifts implore that I should bless them with my paw.

(Terri Beckett)

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Catstates by Swayampravo Dasgupta

Cats are intended to teach us that not everything in nature has a purpose.
(Garrison Keillor)

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Love Cats by Leonie

I know a little language of my cat, though Dante says that animals have no need of speech and Nature abhors the superfluous. My cat is fluent. He converses when he wants with me.

(Robert Duncan)

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Curiosity by Andy Westface

St. Jerome in his study kept a great big cat, It’s always in his pictures, with its feet upon the mat. Did he give it milk to drink, in a little dish? When it came to Friday’s, did he give it fish? If I lost my little cat, I’d be sad without it; I should ask St. Jeremy what to do about it; I should ask St. Jeremy, just because of that, For he’s the only saint I know who kept a kitty cat.

(Author Unknown)

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The Cat Family and Their Heirlooms by Rucha Dhayarkar

You have now learned to see, That cats are much like you and me. And other people whom we find Possessed of various types of mind.


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The Dark Good Luck Charm by Pratap Chalke

Winter. Time to eat fat and watch hockey. In the pewter mornings, the cat,  a black fur sausage with yellow Houdini eyes, jumps up on the bed and tries to get onto my head. It’s his way of telling whether or not I’m dead. If I’m not, he wants to be scratched; if I am  He’ll think of something. He settles on my chest, breathing his breath of burped-up meat and musty sofas, purring like a washboard.

(Margaret Atwood)

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Drop The Bass by Nicklas Gustafsson

There’s a danger you know. You can’t own just one, for the craving will grow. There’s no doubt they’re addictive, wherein lies the danger, While living with lots, you’ll grow poorer and stranger.One cat is not trouble, and two are so funny, The third one is easy, the fourth one’s a honey,The fifth is delightful, the sixth ones’s a breeze.You find you can live with a houseful, with ease. So how ’bout another? Would you really dare? They’re really quite easy, but Oh Lord, the hair!

(Author Unknown)

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Yawn by Dejareve

Within that porch, across the way, I see two naked eyes this night; Two eyes that neither shut nor blink, Searching my face with a green light. But cats to me are strange, so strange – I cannot sleep if one is near; And though I’m sure I see those eyes, I’m not so sure a body’s there!


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Mr. Fuzz by Richie Montgomery

The tabby turns translucent eyes on me As if to tell me, “There! now do you see? If not for you my tail would still be dry. Why can’t you humans be as calm as I?” And cleaning caffeine off his copious fur, He curls into a ball, begins to purr. A call upon his dreams he plans to keep, So he proceeds to promptly fall asleep.

(Sharon Brown)

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The Egyptian Cat by Haidi Shabrina

Did you know, when you walked among men, And heard the silence in the wake fall, That there was someone who would love you, And give the worship which your graces call? But alas O cousin of the Sphinx, The answers to my questions lie beyond your stare, In ancient Egypt it was as it is today, The dreams of cats are not for men to share.


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Bad Cat by Seok Ji

As he begins to wash his whiskery face. He will not keep his wandering tail in place. And while it’s waving wildly in the air. I try to track it down-it’s never there. It wiggles to the left as I reach right, And rebounds again in rhythmic delight. I resume my reaching as it rises up, Then comes down to coil in my coffee cup. The tabby turns translucent eyes on me As if to tell me, “There! now do you see? If not for you my tail would still be dry. Why can’t you humans be as calm as I?

(Sharon Brown)

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Cat By The Window by Megha Vishwanath

I am the cat of cats, I am The everlasting cat! Cunning and old, and sleek as jam, The everlasting cat! I hunt the vermin in the night, The everlasting cat! For I see best without the light,The everlasting cat!

(Author Unknown)

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Cat Rage by Diiartworks
Cat Fun by Diiartworks

There once were two cats of Kilkenny, Each thought thought there was one cat too many So they fought and they fit, And they scratched and they bit, Till excepting their nails And the tips of their tails, Instead of two cats, there weren’t any.

(Author Unknown)

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Cat and Cupcakes by Abhishek Mankotia

Of all the names in the world, why did you have to call me that? Recall the tale of a boy named Sue, well now you done it to your cat.I can understand when we first met, I was little and pretty with lots of hair. You thought, “Ah yes, we’ll call him Fluffy.” But can’t you see that wasn’t fair?

(Joy Jones)

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Trashy by Ketki Jadhav

Would you care for me, as I care for my cat? Oh, I know she is treacherous and her thoughts go no higher than mice and milk and a place by my fire.

(Author Unknown)

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Hi mister Kitty by Divya Tak

Little Ghost cat, Your footsteps pit-pat In the hallway of my mind. The kiss of air, whisper-soft purr; I hear the echos of your purr; See your pouncing shadow everywhere….And smile through my tears.

(Author Unknown)

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Friends by Sandhya Prabhat

I remember our first visit, I was coming to you free, hoping you would take me inand keep me company. I wasn’t young or handsome, two years I’d roamed the street. There were scars upon my face, I hobbled on my feet.I could sense your disappointment as I left my prison cage. Oh , I hoped you would accept me and look beyond my age. you took me out of pity, I accepted without shame. Then you grew to love me, and I admit the same.

(Author Unknown)

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Corruption by Atilla Leszl

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray this cushy life to keep. I pray for toys that look like mice, and sofa cushions, soft and nice. For grocery bags where I can hide, just like a tiger, crouched inside! I pray for gourmet Kitty snacks, and someone nice to scratch my back. For window sills all warm and bright, for shadows to explore at night. I pray I’ll always stay real cool, and keep the secret feline rule. To NEVER tell a human that…the world is really ruled by CATS!

(Author Unknown)

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Black Cat by Alexander Paulini

When the tea is brought at five o’clock, and all the neat curtains are drawn with care, the little black cat with bright green eyes is suddenly purring there. At first she pretends, having nothing to do, she has come in to merely blink at the gate, but though tea may be late or the milk may be sour, she is never late.

(Harold Munro)

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Skull Cat Pink by Francisco Valle

In Hans’ old mill his three black cats watch his bins for the thieving rats. Whisker and claw, they crouch in the night, their five eyes smouldering green and bright. Squeaks from the flour sacks, squeaks from where. The cold wind stirs on the empty stair, squeaking and scampering, everywhere.

(Walter De La Mare)

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Cat by The Moving Diary

Be a little less mouse and a little more cat. The world will always ask you tog o with the flow. But drop everything and go for the kill.

(The Moving Diary)

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Meow Love by Singhroha Art

Sandpaper kisses On a cheek or a chin – That is the way for a day to begin! Sandpaper kisses, A cuddle and a purr. I have an alarm clock That’s covered in fur!

(Author Unknown)

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Cats by Chilla

I have stalked the centuries a mistress of my skill; arched back, padded foot, an aristocrat of the jungle. Black fur, wide eye, a queen of the dark. Needle claw, spike tooth, a hunter of food.

(Vivien Steels)

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Little Kitty by Tasneem Amiruddin

The only escape from the miseries of life are music and cats.
(Albert Schweitzer)

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Happy Kitty by Infinite Monkey

I meant,” said Ipslore bitterly, “what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?” Death thought about it. CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.”

(Terry Pratchett)

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Kitty by Lakshmi Nair

You have stepped out into your garden of grace to observe trees, birds dancing like leaves, watch grass shifting in waves and to sniff wetness on flowers after rearranging dark earth, paws scrabbling at roots.
Now you slink gently as silence venturing into conservatory, then house, assume patrol position on wide windowsill to ensure all your great outdoors is in its place then you come to me, butting me with nose and side of cheek, licking my hand and arm, purring friendship all over my knee.

(Vivien Steels)

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Cat On A Bike by Karen Little

The cat is not finished with this unwelcome guest… He has just entered into a “mouse hunting quest!” He can be found most often over by that cabinet door. Or lying with his nose real close to that tiny hole in the floor. So Mr. Mousy you better “beware”… Mr. Biggio’s watching for ya to come sneaking around there!!!

(Martha Franks)

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Cat by Annapurna Wadhwa

When I was young, on the carpet I wee’d, I spent all my Sundays getting de-flea’d. The sofa was always my best scratching post, and my favourite food was the scraps from the roast. As I grew up I found all sorts of places to loll, but the best was always my Mum’s fruit bowl. Now I am bigger and know the house rules, I make sure I do all this when they are out… the fools!

(Jane Webb)

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Black Cat by Jake Giddens

There was a weight, a pressure on my brain. I tried to move and only got neck strain! Then I realized and under my breath said, “Oh good grief, I have a cat on my head”. A tail lay covering both of my eyes, a foot on my nose, chin covered with cat thighs. A 13 pound tabby was perched on my head. Why did he pick here? He has the rest of a queen size water bed.

(Terri Crawford)

Discover more of Jake’s work here.



Cheshire by Shelton Lobo

You can tell a Cheshire Cat By the size of his grin, You cannot help but love him, Even though he wants to sin.

(James S. Newcomb Lang)

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Feels Like Home At The Seuss House by Tara Chandi

We looked! Then we saw him step in on the mat! We looked! And we saw him! The Cat in the Hat! And he said to us, “Why do you sit there like that?” “I know it is wet And the sun is not sunny. But we can have Lots of good fun that is funny!

(Dr. Seuss)

Discover more of Tara’s work here.

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