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About Atticus the Blind
Atticus the Blind (@atticustheblindcatstruts) is a Dancer creator on Instagram, also filed under Pets and Dogs. The account has 10,702 followers and 1,434 published posts. Recent posts average 89 likes and 39 comments, an engagement rate of 1.18%.
With 10.7K followers, Atticus the Blind is a micro creator by the common 10,000 to 100,000 definition. Atticus the Blind follows 5,645 accounts, so the audience is roughly 1.9 times the size of the list followed. Atticus the Blind is set up as an Instagram business account. Flinque files Atticus the Blind under 4 categories, led by Dancer and followed by Pets, Dogs and Dog.
Atticus the Blind writes a longer Instagram bio of 26 words across 7 lines. The bio mentions @leathallotus and @amp_d_petsitting. The latest activity Flinque has on record for Atticus the Blind dates from May 2026.
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1,434 Posts
Of the 10 most recent posts shown for Atticus the Blind, 7 are carousels and 3 are single images. That mix leans toward carousels. Atticus the Blind has built a substantial archive of 1,434 posts. Against the audience, that is roughly 7.5 followers for each post published. Atticus the Blind also keeps 136 story highlights on the profile. All 10 carry captions, averaging 262 words each. The captions are written mainly in English. Words that recur across them include parker, moushi, meowmy, little and it's. The captions tag #rememberingfozzy, #fozzysnipicecream, #rosieandmilosummercamp, #moushimonday and #chestnuts7bdbubblespawty.
They have all the same colors.
The only difference is that sprinkles land on ice cream, while rainbows land in our hearts.
❤️🧡💛💚💙💜
Today we're thinking about our furriend, and yours, Fozzy.
They say there's no better way to share a memory than over ice cream, and we think that's probably true.
Ice cream makes our tummies smile.
Furriends make our faces smile.
And the memories they leave behind keep our hearts smiling long after they've gone.
So today we're sharing sweet memories, rainbow sprinkles, and lots of love in honor of Fozzy.
We hope there's an endless supply of nip ice cream, colorful sprinkles, and sunny days waiting for you over the rainbow, sweet furriend.
🌈🍦
#RememberingFozzy #FozzysNipIceCream
When You had to go. It was like watching our ice cream melt except with a furriend a like you. It didn't just puddle on the floor in a sticky mess, it made the shape of a heart and it reflected all of the memories of all of the furriendships you made along the way.
So whether you celebrate Fozzy with a soft serve cone, a scoop, a milkshake, frozen yogurt, or even a popsicle. Your heart will smile with the sweetness and love of furriendship and the drips will reflect the memories of the good time shared.
Cones up to Fozzy, with a cherry on top
#rosieandmilosummercamp
Now, everypawdy knows compasses & I don't get along.
Mine has a habit of disappearing.
I suspect wildlife.
Parker suspects Moushi.
Moushi said I'm a ninconpoop.
Some have suggested Angel Mira & Marmie steal them straight out of the pocket of my hawt pants after they shrink them in the laundry.
I had no idea M & M did laundry.
The truth remains a mystery.
Last summer, after HC Sprinkles put me back on litter detail, then Counselor Billy, now Angel, looked at me & said, as he shoo'd some flies
"Atticus, camp teaches everypawdy how to survive in the wilderness, but you seem to get by just following your heart."
At the time, I thought that sounded suspiciously like something a counselor says when a camper loses his compass for the fifth time, or more.
But the more I think about it, the more I realize Billy was right & maybe he knew he was needed over the rainbow.
Maybe that's why I keep losing my compass.
A compass points north.
But compassion starts in the heart.
When you think about it, you can't have compassion without compass.
The difference is that one points north...
...and the other points you toward the furriends who matter most.
Because my heart led me to furriends like Angel Billy.
And Angel Fozzy
And Angel Tigger
And Angel Guru
And so many others who left paw prints on my heart before making their way to the Rainbow Bridge.
Losing those we love, well, it hurts.
But it doesn't take them from our hearts.
Somehow, no matter how lost I get, my heart always leads me back to them.
It always leads me home, too.
Home is where Meowmy is.
And Moushi.
And Parker.
They're annoying, but they hold my heart.
So do all my furriends.
Sometimes I just want to remind you of something.
Even if I don't see you.
Even if you don't see me.
You're not forgotten.
I'm not lost.
I'm just stopping along the way to smile at furriends & memories made.
My heart is my travel diary.
When the whispers between bedfellows aren’t just words…
frrrrrppptt.”
Goodnight world, good luck meowmy!!!
It's IBD and me Mr. Parker P!
I entered the sink with pure intentions.
A strong work ethic.
A dream.
Five seconds later the kitchen sounded like a raccoon trapped in an air conditioner during a tornado warning.
There was splashing.
There was spinning.
I had an altercation with the faucet.
The faucet won.
At one point my tail became so puffed up it achieved official weather system status.
Some called it the EYE of the storm.
Others suggested using it for target practice.
RUDE.
Atticus came charging into the kitchen yelling,
“WHY IS THERE WATER ON THE WALL?!”
Moushi woke up in a panic, grabbed emergency rain ponchos & rubber boots, & shouted,
“IS THIS A FLOOD OR A SCRUB-A-DUB-DUB?!”
Meanwhile I was fighting for my life against one extremely aggressive spoon & a frying pan that sounded like church bells during a twister.
At one point I slid sideways through the sink like a wet potato while my bottle-brush tail swept half the counter clean.
Despite operating like a ginger tornado trapped inside a tiny porcelain battle arena…
not.
one.
single.
dish.
was broken…
THIS TIME.
“Amazing,” quipped Atticus.
“You somehow caused $14,000 worth of storm damage without washing a single fork.”
Moushi continued piling towels onto the floor while staring at the ceiling like she was waiting for the National Weather Service update.
“You can’t PROVE I didn’t wash them!!” I shouted while backing out of the sink like a fuzzy orange dump truck.
“Meowmy will be VERY purroud of my scrub-a-dub-dub skills.”
Nobody understands or appreciates the silence of Monday Meowga. Well not here anyway.
"Don’t you see? I’m trying to teeter delicately on the edge of this ballet beam.”
“That’s no ballet beam,” chirped Parker.
Moushi lifted her chin proudly.
“Parker… enlightenment begins when we stop labeling things.”
“That’s still a bathroom sink.”
“A TEMPORARY meowntaintop of spiritual reflection.”
“You were licking the faucet five minutes ago.”
“Hydration is part of the journey.”
Atticus wandered past & immediately walked directly into the doorframe.
“OW. Who put architecture there?”
“Nobody moved the wall,” said Parker.
Atticus regrouped, hopped onto the bathmat, & tilted his head upward.
“Why does Moushi sound like a retired karate master?”
Moushi’s tiny teefs poked out as she inhaled deeply through her little pink nose, whiskers twitching with dramatic importance.
“Inhale peace… exhale negativity…”
“You hissed at the towel rack this morning,” said Parker.
“The towel rack knew what it did. AND SO DO YOU!!"
A long silence fell over the room.
Moushi stood proudly on the edge of the sink like a furry little woodland fairy who charges $87 an hour for breathing lessons & organic catnip therapy.
Then...
....plink
The sink shifted slightly.
One foot wobbled.
Her tail puffed halfway up.
“Remain calm,” she whispered.
“You are literally falling off the sink,” said Parker.
“THIS IS PART OF THE FLOW.”
"IT'S AN EARTHQUAKE!!" cried Atticus
Two seconds later she scrambled sideways, nearly sat in the soap dish, recovered with shocking dignity, & immediately resumed her pose like absolutely nothing had happened.
Atticus nodded solemnly from somewhere near the toilet.
“A true master never abandons the meowga.”
“You’re facing the garbage can,” Parker informed him.
“I KNOW MY TRUTH.”
“Nobody speak,” Moushi announced firmly. “The meowga has resumed.”
Let silence lead you to a path of enlightenment.
Parker damped his foot and dragged it across the tile
"FRRRRPPPTTT"
Atticus laughed " #moushimonday really let 'er rip"
"You two, you two NICONPOOPS!!!!" she cried.
“WE KNOW WE’RE LATE TO CHESTNUTS BUBBLE PAWTY!!! #Chestnuts7bdBubblesPawty”
Atticus slipped in the tub while trying to get handsome for the pawty & then Parker jumped in to “save him” but then PARKER slipped in the tub too & now there’s bubbles EVERYWHERE & somehow MY NOSE has been inflated into a giant pink parade balloon for the entire internet to witness...AND IM NOT IMPURRESSED!"
“THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A QUICK RINSE!!!!”
Atticus keeps trying to act calm like: “Everypawdy remain dignified.” Sir… you are literally sitting in a porcelain bowl wearing foam as a hat AND NO PANTS!!!"
Parker keeps screaming: “I SAVED YOU!!!” Meanwhile the only thing he saved was the rubber duck.
Now we can’t find our way out of this oversized decorative toilet with claw feet, there’s bubble sludge EVERYWHERE, & Chestnut is probably already opening presents while we’re still trapped in here looking like The Three Stooges THROUGH A FISH BOWL!!!"
And CAN WE please stop discussing my distorted bubble nose like it’s some kind of tourist attraction?!?!
“OH LOOK AT MOUSHI’S LITTLE SCHNOZZLE!” “BOOP THE BUBBLE NOSE!” NO!!!!
First of all, that is completely undignified. Second of all, if somepawdy boops this bubble & it bursts, what exactly happens to my giant inflated schnoz?!?! DOES IT EXPLODE?!?! DOES IT DEFLATE?!?! WILL I WHISTLE LIKE A PARTY BALLOON?!?!?!
I am NOT emotionally prepared to find out.
The ONLY thing we have going for us right now is the fact that this porcelain bowl is one small step above a toilet.
Honestly this whole thing has gotten completely blown out of proportion.
INCLUDING MY NOSE.
MY BUBBLE IS ABOUT TO POP!!!
*Atticus farts* fffrrrrrrrpptttt tt t tttt tt t...
"MORE BUBBLES!!!!" exclamated Parker joyfully.
Moushi flared her mighty pink nostrils "THESE BUBBLES CAME FROM WHERE??????!!!!"
“And SOMEONE kept yelling ‘add six more timbits’ every time we reached the speaker,” added Angel Bijou.
The little Canadian birthday gathering at Gaspard’s barn was supposed to be simple..just furriends, timbits, smile cookies, & coffee.
Naturally, things spiraled immediately.
“The bigger issue,” Audrey interrupted, “was that Atticus had Gaspard facing the wrong direction the entire trip here.”
“I told him the barn was the OTHER way,” sighed Gaspard.
“And somehow he was steering from the back,” Audrey added.
“You drove through the Tim Hortons lineup twice,” Parker replied.
“That was a tactical snack maneuver,” Atticus argued.
“At one point,” Gaspard muttered, “he grabbed my tail & whispered, ‘trust the process.’”
Angel Bijou snorted. “Then he says, ‘Sure sure, everypawdy says a cat can’t reverse-drive a donkey blindfolded. Yet HERE WE ARE.’”
“To be fair,” said Moushi between dramatic smoothie slurps, “we did arrive alive.”
“Barely.”
“This smoothie tastes like happiness & poor financial decisions,” sighed Moushi.
“And can we discuss the donkey-sized coffee with the carrot inside?” asked Angel Bijou.
Gaspard looked deeply satisfied. “Finally. A beverage portion that respects me as an individual.”
“These cookies are good,” said Moushi softly.
“That’s because smile cookies shared with furriends are packed with love,” Parker announced with a glowing ginger heart.
“And because Atticus vacuumed half the crumbs directly into his mouth like a gentleman,” Audrey added.
“Adds flavor,” Atticus replied.
And so the Canadian birthday celebration continued exactly as it should — with furriends, timbits, coffee, powdered sugar, & complete transportation chaos.
Happy Birthday, Even if belated, Big G Audrey and Bestie BB Angel Bijou
" Now, Who is ready to try out the Burger King drive-thru?? I finally got the handle of this stick shift" quipped Atti
" I'M TELLING YOU IT'S NOT A STICK SHIFT" cried Gaspard.
*Sniffs*
It’s me, Atticus.
First things first… we owe everyone a little apawlogy for being quiet lately.
I purromise, it's only quiet on IG, Parker's been SCREAMING about spring for days.
It starts at roughly 5am.
*Yawns*
Meowmy hasn’t been feeling very well, her eyes is one ofbthe things that have been giving her a hard time lately. So things behind the scenes have been a little slower, a little blurrier, and a lot more exhausting than usual.
Parker's screaming doesn't help.
And quite frankly… the LAST thing this household needs is for Parker to become the only one in this house with a working eyeball besides Meowmy.
CAN YOU IMAGINE.
* Moushi smacks Parker* " NO I CAN'T!!!!" she cried.
The power would go directly to his head.
Power and one braincell? Sorry, it's a scientific ginger fact.
He already walks around here like a peach-colored mall security guard with unresolved emotional issues and incredibly rounded buttocks.
Meanwhile, I have been up here conducting important atmospheric investigations.
*sniff sniff sniff*
Am I sniffing spring?
Am I sniffing the weekend?
Am I sniffing snacks?
Am I sniffing Meowmy stress-buying chips and pretending they’re “for later”?
WAIT!
I bet I'm sniffing cake from pawties!!
Pawties would be a nice way to stretch my legs and my stomach.
* rumbles*
WHO'S PAWTY AM I MISSING???
And who needs me to pick them up? EYES BE DAMNED, I've got a sniffer with intent.
I'm ready to shake things up, meowmy won't mind.
On this fine Caturday I would just like to remind everyone that sometimes things sliiiiip by you.
You don’t always see them coming.
But sometimes you smell them coming.
Like a fart in the wind.
Or a brofur creeping into the background trying to steal your thunder during a photoshoot.
“Excuse me,” interrupted Atticus. “You have a giant portrait of yourself IN the photo. I physically cannot escape you.”
Ahem.
ANYWAY...
Things that slide right in there:
• Atticus’s Speedos on a hot summer day
• Parker behind the TV before it crashes to the floor
• Biscuits on a banana peel slip ‘n slide lubricated with tuna water
• Marmie & Angel Mira stealing hawt pants with a magical grappling hook
• AND… gotcha days apparently
Because somehow…
Atti's gotcha day slipped by.
Which is honestly shocking because the man was literally adopted on Good Friday. He was an EASTER MIRACLE. That slid past us faster than a deviled egg at a church potluck.
Then Hastings’s gotcha day slipped by too.
“We were robbed,” grumbled Atticus from behind me.
And honestly he’s right because Hastings is one of our besties & we would NEVER intentionally miss celebrating him.
Meanwhile mine & Parker’s gotcha day are coming up at the end of the month because Meowmy got us together. Which honestly explains why this household operates like a raccoon convention at a trash bin.
BUT…
Thankfully we ARE still in time to celebrate:
• MAX’s Gotcha Day
• Luna’s 1st Birthday
• Aria’s 1st Cancer-Free Birthday
So if your birthday, gotcha day, adoptiversary, hawtpants convention, or emotional support potato festival slipped by unnoticed…
Don’t worry.
I’m here.
Paws out.
Paws up.
Ready to celebrate you purrsonally…
…while simultaneously dropping Meowmy’s drawers in your honor.
Happy Caturday everybody.
XO Moushi
…can you hear that?”
The faint scrrrrrtch of corrugated cardboard shifting across the floor.
The tiny thump of one orange potato, some might say sweet potato, launching himself into a box three sizes too small.
The aggressive crinkle crunch wrinkle wrinkle of cardboard walls flexing under the pressure of pure Friday night enthusiasm.
The delicate tickticktick of little claws kneading the inside corners like a contractor inspecting structural integrity.
The friction.
The corrugation.
The sound of whiskers brushing recycled Amazon engineering.
The unmistakable soundtrack of a cat preparing for absolute GINGER behavior.
And then… silence.
A pause.
A single wide eye staring into the distance like he just heard the universe whisper “pawty time.”
I BET YOU HEARD IT.
I BET YOU HEARD IT LOUD AND PURROUD.
CUZ TONIGHT’S NOT JUST ANY NIGHT.
IT’S FRIDAY NIGHT AND I AM FINALLY SETTLED IN AND READY FOR FRIDAY NIGHT!!!
Let's #boxpawty
WAHOOOO!!! IM READY TO CUT LOOSE.
But, I need a ride.
Anypawdy going to see Milo I said I was coming over but meowm hide the keys.
I mean it's just me, Me Parker P, unless mew want to bring Atti and Moushi, we can squeeze.
No better squeeze than a #FridayNightBoxPawty squeeze.
Anypawdy?
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Atticus the Blind's engagement rate on Instagram is 1.18%, between 1% and 3%, or 1 to 3 likes and comments per 100 followers. On a typical post that comes to about 1 like or comment for every 85 followers. Comments stay close to likes on Atticus the Blind's posts, at 89 likes and 39 comments on average, about 2.3 likes per comment.
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Who is Atticus the Blind?
Atticus the Blind (@atticustheblindcatstruts) is a Dancer creator on Instagram, also filed under Pets and Dogs. Atticus the Blind is set up as an Instagram business account. Atticus the Blind writes a longer Instagram bio of 26 words across 7 lines.
How many followers does Atticus the Blind have?
Atticus the Blind has 10,702 followers on Instagram (10.7K). Atticus the Blind follows 5,645 accounts, so the audience is roughly 1.9 times the size of the list followed. Atticus the Blind has built a substantial archive of 1,434 posts.
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Atticus the Blind's engagement rate on Instagram is 1.18%, between 1% and 3%, or 1 to 3 likes and comments per 100 followers. On a typical post that comes to about 1 like or comment for every 85 followers. Comments stay close to likes on Atticus the Blind's posts, at 89 likes and 39 comments on average, about 2.3 likes per comment.
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Flinque files Atticus the Blind under 4 categories, led by Dancer and followed by Pets, Dogs and Dog. Of the 10 most recent posts shown for Atticus the Blind, 7 are carousels and 3 are single images. The 10 recent Instagram captions Flinque holds for Atticus the Blind repeatedly use the words parker, moushi, meowmy, little and it's. Atticus the Blind's captions carry hashtags such as #rememberingfozzy, #fozzysnipicecream and #rosieandmilosummercamp. Atticus the Blind writes those captions mainly in English. Atticus the Blind keeps 136 story highlights, which open with a free Flinque account.
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