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more like space greatest hits :: the power of tard

last night was a sort of religious experience for me. i tweeted out my happy birthday wishes [along with a picture of seth, looking pretty adorable in his own right] to my favourite internet star, grumpy cat, and she actually retweeted me. not only that, she followed me on twitter. my heart still hasn't stopped fluttering. i'm all star-struck.

it's one year since i posted this originally and i'm still smitten with tard, her truculent face, her impassive, unimpressed stare, her endless grumpy aphorisms. i don't really have anything to add to what i wrote originally, although i should have cited the source for much of my information, which is this article here. very sorry for that oversight and i'm happy for the chance to correct it.

so here once again is my ode to tardar sauce, the grumpiest thing ever to make me feel full of happiness.

feel free to follow her on social media for photos of her many adventures and a chance to meet her in person at her official birthday party april 29. on twitter and instagram, she's @realgrumpycat .

happy birthday, miss. may you make the twos more terrible for all of us!

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the internet's sourest puss turned one this week and she's not really interested in what you think about it.

i've posted pictures of grumpy cat(tm) before and alluded to my fascination with her, but let's be clear: i adore tardar sauce. there is just something about that indignant little face that warms my heart. any time that i'm feeling run down, any time i'm having a rough day, dom knows that he can just shoot me a pic of her with some appropriately grumpy caption and i'll be cheerier.

of course, the rumour is that she's not actually that grumpy and, in fact, that she's amenable to being picked up and coddled, but if that is the case, she's got an amazing poker face.

this IS my happy face
but the little lady isn't just an internet meme. she's a media personality whose starring in her own commercials. she kept long lines of patient fans waiting for the chance to see her in the fur at sxsw. she's made appearances at local arizona charities and fundraising events. and on top of that, she's kind of an awesome fluke of nature.

there aren't many things that distract me from a photo of anderson, but this is one
her mum is a particularly beautiful calico named callie who was rescued near death and pregnant. her mother managed to recover and deliver a litter that did contain one rather oddly proportioned kitten, tard's rather gormless-looking but equally loveable big brother pokey, who her rescuers/ owners believed to be the result of callie's near-death experience. but when callie got frisky again and ended up delivering a second litter of kittens [fathered by a neighbourhood tough who does occasionally stop by to see his famous daughter, apparently], out popped tardar sauce, looking oddly like a purebred cat reflected in a circus funhouse mirror.

grumpy pokey
veterinarians have guessed that callie carries some genetic predisposition to dwarfism, hidden within her own glamourpuss good looks, which has resulted in kittens from two separate litters [with two separate fathers] who exhibit the same rounded back, slightly clumsy gait, tiny nose and pronounced underbite. if they were human, tard and pokey would be perceived as disabled. instead, people love them because of their difference.

or because they do things like this
personally, i'm kind of grateful to tard for reminding me of the power of "no". because sometimes, you can't and shouldn't sugarcoat things. most of us have to go through life projecting a kind of painfully false diplomacy, worried about offending people who hold some kind of power over us, but there are times when you just have to look someone in the eye with a world-weary expression and say "no". or this:


sometimes, you just have to embrace your inner grump for all to see.

so although she might be indifferent to my admiration, i'd like to take this moment to wish the little girl the happiest birthday she can muster and many more like it.


all photos are taken [without asking, but with utmost respect] from the official grumpy cat web site. except the one of her with anderson, which is taken from his instagram feed. 

Comments

Bellyhead said…
*vigorous nodding*

from all the cat memes of lolcats to grumpy cat, I love this kitty so much! It's the internet pathos in a cute picture. SHE IS SO CUTE!

I'm a bit partial to the bubbly Lil Bub myself, but I have the softest spot for Colonel Meow (RIP).
Kate MacDonald said…
Whenever I get cynical about the internet, I pause and remember that it's given me a place to talk about much of the random crap that goes through my head and it's brought Tard, Bub and the Colonel (may he rest in peace, with many minions to serve him) into my life.

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