Friday, March 30, 2007


Floofy Friday Again

If you're a long-haired kitty, join in!
Links to other Floofy Friday photos:
Faz's friends

Wednesday, March 28, 2007


Relaxing Together

We are enjoying some spring sunshine at the moment. My mum is happy because she only has two days of teaching to go before the Easter holidays start. It was her purrthday yesterday, so my dad and I were very nice to her. He cooked us a lovely dinner while I sat on mum to make sure she took a good rest. Of course, I gave her a lot of purrthday licks, too.

Monday, March 26, 2007


ManCat Monday

Yesterday, my friend English Daisy's mum and dad came to tea! As it was Sunday afternoon, I was a bit sleepy during their visit, but I enjoyed having extra people around to make a fuss of me. I could smell English Daisy on them.

I gave Daisy's mum and dad a few hair licks and put some of my floofy hair on them. I also showed them my best trick where I get the treats out of the Snacky Mouse in a very quick time. Here are some pictures that Daisy's mum took of me doing it - I am using my ManCat hunting instincts to get the treats, as you can see.

Friday, March 23, 2007


Floofy Friday

I have decided that Friday is a good day to be a Floofy cat. Maybe next week some of the other long-haired cats on the Blogosphere might like to join me in having a Floofy Friday?

My mum and I have been working hard on maintaining my floofiness. I am very good at grooming my long fur, but I have had some knots lately. My mum combs me most days and I am furry co-operative. I lie there and purr while she is tugging at the tangles. And I like to lick the comb. I also have a brush and a Zoom Groom - being floofy takes a lot of effort you know.

So, to mark the inauguration of Floofy Friday, I have chosen a picture which I think shows off my essential floofiness. What do you think?

Sunday, March 18, 2007


Lazy Sunday Afternoon

Zzzz...trying to keep eyes open long enough to read the TV listings, but...zzzzzzzzzzz...

P.S. Today is Mother's Day here in the UK, so I gave my mum some especially big sloppy licks to wake her up this morning - I know she appreciated it!

Monday, March 12, 2007


I Spy Spring

The sun is shining today. The temperature in London this afternoon was 17ºC. (That's about 62º F, for my Mericky friends). I could smell Spring in the air, so I set off on a little tour of my garden. Most of the garden still looks a bit bare and depressing, but there are signs of Spring all over the place.

On the front wall outside our house there are some crocuses growing and some of these grape hyacinths.
Just outside the front door is this pot with these pretty dwarf tulips and little daffodils in.

Outside the back door is this bucket with hyacinths in, and if you go out of the back door you can smell them very strongly!
A few daffodils are out and lots more to come.
Isaac Newt has woken up and is swimming round the pond with his newty friends. We tried to take a picture of him but it was hard because he was underwater. Can you see him in the middle of this picture? (pointy tail on the left, little round head on the right)

Haven't seen any of my frogs yet, but there are lots of birds twittering. I am glad Spring is in the air.

Thursday, March 08, 2007


Thank You, and My Meme

Thank you to all my friends who have sent their sympathies about my hungry weekend. I have been spoilt rotten this week with lots of food (due to the guilt of my humans) and I think I have managed to put back on the ounces I may have lost while I was suffering from starvation. I also had a lovely card today from my friend Daisy (English Daisy).

This meme has been around for a while but I have only just got round to doing it:
A) Four places I have lived:

With the old lady who used to be my human.
At an RSPCA rescue centre.
At The Chestnut Cat Sanctuary.
In my furrever home.

B) Four things I love to watch:

My humans eating.
Frogs in my pond.
My mum serving up my dinner.
My humans reading newspapers.

C) Four places I have been outside my home:

The v-e-t.
Devon Grandma’s house.
Cornish Grandma’s house.
Kitty Jail.

D) Four websites I visit daily:

Google UK
BBC News & Sport
The Cat Blogosphere
As many cat blogs as I can!

E) Four of my favorite foods:

Feline Greenies.
Stinky Goodness, especially fish and chicken flavours.
People food, especially cheese, ham and butter.

F) Four places I would rather be right now:

Snuggling and drooling on my mum.
In my fleecy bed next to the radiator.
On my dad’s pillow licking his delicious hair.
Hugging my Scratchy Mouse.

Four toys I have owned and played with:

Giant Scratchy Mouse.
Snacky Mouse (the one I can get treats out of)
Long stick with yellow feathers on it.
Yellow string tied to one of the dining-chairs.

H) Four nicknames my family have called me:

Fatso Catso.
Floofy Boy.
Cuddly Boy.

I) Regarding Catnip:

Love it
It's nice
Could take it or leave it
Don't like it or can't have it

J) Regarding Cat Grass:

Love it
It's nice
Could take it or leave it – I prefer real grass in my garden
Don't like it or can't have it

M) Four things I want to do this summer:

Chase frogs in my garden.
Chase Evil Intruder Kitties out of my garden.
Avoid going to the Kitty Jail.
Lie in sunny places and nap.

O) What I’m going to do before tomorrow is over:

Lick my dad’s hair.
Climb on my mum’s lap and snuggle.
Shed my floofy hair everywhere.
Eat as much as possible.

Q) Four other "pets" your staff have kept with you:

My sister Hattie.
Giant African Land Snails.

I think nearly efurrycat in the blogsphere has been tagged for this by now, but if you haven't, join in!

Sunday, March 04, 2007


A Traumatic Experience

This is a scary story, so if you are of a nervous disposition, look away now...

My humans went away for the weekend to stay with some old friends in Eastbourne. They arranged with Uncle Andrew and his sticky little people to come in on Saturday night and Sunday morning to feed me. My humans fed me on Saturday morning early before they left. Then my mum kissed me on the head and told me to be a good boy and look after the house while they were away. They left and I snuggled up in my fleece bed for a good sleep. I slept nearly all day and then I woke up feeling peckish, so I went looking for dinner. I finished off the crunchies and waited for Uncle Andrew to arrive to give me my stinky goodness. I waited...and waited...and got dark...HE DIDN'T COME!!! I curled up for the night with my tummy rumbling - no dinner!

On Sunday morning I got up early and had a drink of water and waited for Uncle Andrew to come and give me my breakfast. I waited...and waited...and waited...HE DIDN'T COME! I was so hungry! I know I have (ahem!) some fat to survive off, but I am not used to going without my breakfast and dinner! I did have water but I was not happy with the empty food bowl...

Well, at about 2 PM the door opened and Uncle Andrew's wife rushed in. She started hugging me and apologising that I hadn't had any dinner or breakfast. You see, Uncle Andrew got taken ill and was rushed to hospital and his wife and the sticky little people were so worried about him that they forgot they were supposed to be feeding me. They were very sorry when they remembered me and my rumbling stomach. So I got my Saturday dinner in the middle of Sunday afternoon.

When my humans got back at about 6 PM on Sunday I had to tell them all about it and they were horrified to think about my hungriness. Of course, they were worried about Uncle Andrew too.

I got double dinner tonight and lots of treats, so I am feeling better now. Uncle Andrew is still in hospital but he is feeling a bit better too.

My humans said there was a cat in the house where they were staying who looked exactly like Kismet, a Big Man Cat tabby with big whisker humps. He was skinny, not fat like me. He was called Kiff. This explains why my humans smelt of Strange Kitty again.

The little calico girl kitty my mum was thinking of adopting has been adopted by someone else. I am furry happy that she has found a good furrever home. However, I am still being threatened with a sibling. I suppose the only good thing about a sibling is that if I ever have to survive a weekend without food again, I could eat my sibling, right?

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