Friday, November 30, 2007
Weekend News
Well, here is the latest news:
1. My dad has been off sick from work for the last two days. I have been in charge of looking after him. This has been keeping me very busy. Apparently when he has stuff in his chest that makes him cough, me sitting on his chest doesn't help. You would think it would.
2. The weather is horrible. Dark, gloomy, windy, rain lashing down. Might as well stay in cosily and watch TV while keeping an eye on my dad. I think my mum was quite jealous of us actually when she had to go out into the pouring rain this morning.
3. I have been thinking of what to ask for on my Christmas list. I am sending my mum out tomorrow to get what I need to send to my Secret Paw. I can't tell you who my Secret Paw is! It could be YOU!!!
4. There have been lots more cat stories in the news here lately. Here is one about a cat who got delivered to a pub on a beer lorry...
1. My dad has been off sick from work for the last two days. I have been in charge of looking after him. This has been keeping me very busy. Apparently when he has stuff in his chest that makes him cough, me sitting on his chest doesn't help. You would think it would.
2. The weather is horrible. Dark, gloomy, windy, rain lashing down. Might as well stay in cosily and watch TV while keeping an eye on my dad. I think my mum was quite jealous of us actually when she had to go out into the pouring rain this morning.
3. I have been thinking of what to ask for on my Christmas list. I am sending my mum out tomorrow to get what I need to send to my Secret Paw. I can't tell you who my Secret Paw is! It could be YOU!!!
4. There have been lots more cat stories in the news here lately. Here is one about a cat who got delivered to a pub on a beer lorry...
5. And here is one about a very accident-prone cat who they are calling bionic...
6. And here is one about a cat who has joined the police force here in London - PC Tizer...
What exciting lives some felines lead. I prefer relaxing amongst my favourite things - here's a great picture Zoolatry did to show what my favourite things are! 
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
I Survived...
...barely, after my boring weekend being abandoned by my staff. My humans had a great time in Berlin but nearly didn't get home on Monday night. They ended up sitting in Münster Osnabrück airport for hours while people were trying to repair a broken windshield on their plane. Then they had to wait for another plane to be brought from Berlin to finally fly them on to London. They got home after 11 p.m. and were very grumpy when they had to get up for work the next morning. I was very relieved when they finally got home and had to lick them and stand on them a lot to make myself feel better.
Uncle Andrew remembered to feed me (though he is not generous with the treats). He didn't even grumble too much about having to clean up the large hairball I left in the hall especially for him. He did scare my mum, though, because when she got home he told her that he was worried about me because I was limping and seemed subdued. This made her anxious, so since she has been home she has been monitoring me and I have no trace of a limp and seem perfectly normal, so now she is wondering if I was faking the limp to get extra attention from Uncle Andrew...I'm not telling!
My humans claimed they didn't see any presents I would like in Berlin. Mostly they have been raving about seeing amazing chocolate shops and luxurious hotels and eating cakes and riding on yellow trains and seeing a famous polar bear. Sounds like they have just been enjoying themselves. When is it my turn to be spoiled?
Friday, November 23, 2007
Floofy Friday: Abandoned!
My humans are abandoning me! They both have next Monday off from work (my mum's school is closed for another one of those strange holidays) and so they are going to Berlin for the weekend to stay in some fancy hotel and buy German biscuits, or something. I hope they will wave to Dragonheart if they fly over his house. They have to get up at some ridiculously early time tomorrow to get to the airport and they don't get back until Monday evening. Uncle Andrew has been left in charge of feeding me this weekend, I hope he doesn't forget!
So I will be all alone. No laptime. No snuggles. It just isn't good enough! Therefore I am teleporting over to The Tower Hill Mob to enjoy their party and meet Toby's new sister Lydia. I hear they have got a whole turkey just for me! After that, maybe I'll teleport to visit a few of my other friends.
I will report back on Tuesday on how I survived this weekend of abandonment. At least I won't have to fight my dad for his pillow...I'll have it all to myself!
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Talking on Thursday
Fat Eric, why are you sulking behind the sofa and not purring? Is something wrong?
I am not happy! It's not fair!
What isn't fair?
All my Mericky friends say that this is a special day. Something about Thanksgiving. Apparently they all get delicious turkey and their humans get to take time off work and make a fuss of the kitties! So why can't we do that?
Well, Eric, you see we don't live in Mericky so we don't celebrate Thanksgiving. Today is just an ordinary Thursday here so us humans have to go to work as normal and I'm afraid we'll just be having an ordinary dinner.
IT'S NOT FAIR! I think I'll sulk behind the sofa some more. Don't expect to hear any purring either! (Sob!)
Oh Eric, cheer up, I can think of at least three reasons why you can be happy today.
Sniff...what?
Well, for one thing, we will get to have our special turkey dinner on Christmas Day.
That isn't for weeks yet. I'm still sulking.
And for another thing, your blood sugar today was a healthy 6.6 - doesn't it make you happy to know that your diabetes is under good control?
Hmm...well, I suppose that's good, but I don't really enjoy it when you stick needles in my ear to steal my blood.
And finally, you should be VERY happy today - don't you know that this is your 200th post since you started blogging? Isn't that a reason to celebrate?
MY 200TH POST!?! Is it really? Wahoo, let's celebrate! Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...
Monday, November 19, 2007
Farewell Daisy
I am sad to tell you that this morning my friend English Daisy went to the Rainbow Bridge. She had not been well for a long time and her mum and dad agreed with her v-e-t that it was time to help her to escape from pain. Daisy lived not far from us and my mum was able to visit her several times. Daisy was a shy little calico girlcat who loved getting fuss from her humans and sleeping in warm places. She wasn't keen to have other kitties in her house but she enjoyed hanging out with her guinea pig friends. No one is quite sure how old she was but she was probably about 15 or 16. This is Daisy with her Gizzy Quilt.
A lovely tribute to Daisy has been posted over at the home of the Big Piney Woods Cats. Daisy's mum and dad are missing her very much. Please send them your thoughts and purrs. We will miss her too.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Busy Saturday Night
Well, my mum went back to work on Friday (even though my dad and I thought she shouldn't) and it turned out she only had 14 children in her class that day because all the rest were ill, and then another one threw up on the carpet and had to be sent home, so in the afternoon she only had 13 children and she said it was quite peaceful really and she didn't need much of a voice to shout at anyone.
Today it has again been cold and drizzly and grey, so tonight my humans and I stayed in where it was cosy and ordered Chinese take-away (which I was not allowed to eat even though I begged really really hard). First I helped my mum dish up the take-away and then I monitored my humans eating it. Then I went to sit down on my sofa but my dad was sitting in my space, so I mewed for a bit but he wouldn't get off. Then I jumped on the sofa and tried to squeeze behind him to see if there was a space but there wasn't. So I sat on the back of the sofa by his head and licked his hair for a while and mewed to see if I could get him to move, but I couldn't.
After a while I got bored pestering my dad so I sat on the arm of the sofa and looked at the arm of the armchair where my mum was sitting. There was quite a big gap between the sofa and the chair but I decided to jump across to my mum. I got ready to jump and wiggled my back end and my humans noticed what I was doing. My dad said, "Hey Eric, that jump is too far for a big heavy cat like you, you will fall and hurt yourself, don't do it!" But my mum said, "Yes, he can do it, he is more athletic than he looks!" Reassured by her faith in me, I launched myself with a great big leap and landed on the arm of my mum's chair, I did it! I was quite proud that I can still do things those skinny young cats can do.
I settled down on my mum's lap and we watched a repeat of Top Gear which is my dad's favourite programme. After the programme finished I jumped down and went to sleep on the floor. My mum got out her beading stuff and started making a necklace (this is her new hobby). After a while I woke up and had a good wash and then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw this shiny thing, a bit like a long thin snake, twitching on the floor. "Wow," I thought, "a new cat toy!", so I got ready to pounce and I jumped and captured it with my paw. Only to find out that it was the end of the necklace my mum was making and she wasn't too happy about me killing it. Well, how was I supposed to know?
After all that, I was so tired that I was glad to see my dad had got off my spot on the sofa and I could catch up on my napping again. Too much excitement for one evening!
Friday, November 16, 2007
Floofy Friday: Having A Lie-In
Yesterday morning (Thursday) we had our first real frost in the night and the garden was white when we woke up. I felt cold again so I had snuggled up under the duvet with the humans. I didn't get a very good night's sleep though because my mum (having been infected by the germ-ridden children in her class) was coughing all night. In the morning she couldn't go to work because her voice had gone missing. Maybe those children stole it? Anyway, my dad got up for work and my mum phoned in sick and then went back to bed. So I went downstairs and got breakfast from my dad, and then it was still pretty cold and I was still sleepy so I went back upstairs and got back under the duvet to look after my mum and catch up on some napping.
This is what I look like in the morning when I am tired. Bleary-eyed, but still cute, I think. Surely any human would be happy to share the duvet with me?
This is what I look like in the morning when I am tired. Bleary-eyed, but still cute, I think. Surely any human would be happy to share the duvet with me?
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
This Week
Our stupid internet connection went down yesterday so I couldn't do a Mancat Monday post. Huh.
My mum was serving up my dinner last night and dropped the bowl and all the stinky goodness fell out on to the kitchen floor. She said bad words. I was quite happy to help clean the floor by eating my stinky goodness off it, but I wasn't allowed to. I think she is grumpy because the class she is teaching have all got colds and now they have passed their germs on to her. I hope I can't catch human cold germs.
The weather here has gone grey, dreary and cold so the humans have been getting out their winter coats and scarves and stuff. Last night I got chilly despite my floofy fur and had to go and crawl under the duvet with the humans to get warm. Then they moaned that I was taking over the bed and they were falling off the edge. Honestly.
I don't think much of this week so far. And it is only Tuesday.
On the bright side, I know someone already posted this story on the Cat Blogosphere, but we really like this story that was on the BBC today!
Friday, November 09, 2007
Furriends on Friday
I was just about to post today about my good friend Monty being missing for two days and how worried everyone was about him - but Monty is back! Yay! So I can post about something else instead. (And Monty, if you're reading this, my mum says don't ever scare your humans like that again, OK?)
A couple of weeks ago my mum went out for the day with my friend English Daisy's mum and dad. You may know that Daisy has a lot of health problems and she is quite frail now but her humans take good care of her and she has her guinea pig friends to keep her company. Here are some pictures my mum took at Daisy's house so that I could see how my friends there were getting on. Here is Daisy:
Daisy likes to spend a lot of time sleeping in front of a heater to keep warm. She has got very thin and is tiny compared to me.
Daisy likes to spend a lot of time sleeping in front of a heater to keep warm. She has got very thin and is tiny compared to me.
This is Daisy checking on Basil, who is possibly the biggest guinea pig in the world! My mum thinks that Basil looks like a wombat. What do you think?
Basil doesn't like living with other guinea pigs so his wife Marigold and daughter Lavender live in another cage. This is Marigold.
And this is Lavender.
I am glad that Daisy has guinea pig friends for company but please keep purring for her and her health.
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Wordless Wednesday: Look Into My Eyes
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Noisy Weekend
It's been a very, very noisy weekend here. The fifth of November is celebrated here as Guy Fawkes or Bonfire Night but since the fifth is a Monday this year, most people have been having their firework parties this weekend. This means lots and lots and lots of loud banging noises; very scary for cats and dogs. I don't like the bangs but I stay indoors with the television turned on to drown them out and I am quite laid-back about it, but some other kitties get very scared. If you look out of our upstairs windows tonight you can see bangs and flashes and fireworks going off all over London, as far as the eye can see. I will be glad when all the bangs and flashes are finished!If you don't know who Guy Fawkes was and why we have fireworks on November 5th, you can find out here. And here is a rhyme about him:
Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
Gunpowder, Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t'was his intent
To blow up King and Parliament.
Three-score barrels of powder below
To prove old England's overthrow;
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
Gunpowder, Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t'was his intent
To blow up King and Parliament.
Three-score barrels of powder below
To prove old England's overthrow;
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
