I apologize for the format and this not being an actual photo of my cats. You see, the little twerps crashed my boyfriend's hard drive surfing the net for the best prices on catnip and expensive jungle gyms for cats, and all the graphics programs were lost. How they got my credit card number is unknown.

Why are they meankitties?

Psycho Isis seems quiet until flea bath time. Then she sees fit to try to remove your jugular with her razor sharp claws. She will curl up on your warm lap pretending to love you, and as you pet her she sinks her sharp fangs into your hapless flesh. She growls at other cats, a low, infernal, vicious growl that makes your blood run cold...

Stupid Osiris is in fierce competition with Psycho Isis for the world championship title of "stupidest cat alive" and he has a mean streak a mile long. Too much petting and you're apt to become his next meal (or so he thinks). He prostrates himself under your feet so you'll fall flat on your face. When he's not doing this, he and Isis party it up... in your bed.