Thursday, 16 December 2010

Too Much Yoga

All this yoga has worn me out.  Time for some more sleeping.


After all, it is what I do best.  If you look very closely, my eyes are half open, but I am actually asleep.  So asleep, in fact, that I didn't even notice Mum taking my picture, and that never happens.

I'm a big fat ginger sleepy cat.

Monday, 13 December 2010

Monday's Yoga Position

This is the full frontal kitty stretch.


Come on kitties, work those paws!

I'm a big fat ginger stretched out kitty.

Friday, 10 December 2010

Advent Calendar

I got a kitty advent calendar!!  Here it is.


You can see I was quite interested.  It's got little doors that you open, and inside is a mixture of milk drops and catnip drops.  I've never had either before.  Now, I know you're wondering that it's a bit late to start an Advent Calendar on the 10th December, but there is a reason for that.  One of Mum's friends bought it for her cat, but her cat isn't interested in Christmas, so she thought I'd like it.  So it's a second-hand advent calendar really, but it hadn't been opened, so alls good.   So, I checked it out thoroughly.


And had a good sniff round.


Then Mum opened the first door, and inside were milk drops.  They were yummy!  It's funny that I don't like milk, but I like milk drops!


I nade light work of those.


Mum's going to swap my Kitty Sticks for the Advent Calendar.


I really really really like Kitty Sticks, but I wolf them down so quickly that 10 minutes later they come right back up again, and Mum doesn't think it's right that she gives me stuff that makes me sick. She's probably right.

I'm a big fat ginger full of milk drops cat.  Roll on tomorrow!

Wednesday, 8 December 2010


Now, as it's too cold here to go out, I've taken up yoga to keep my manlycatness in shape.  It's not good for a kitty to go outside and get cold paws   This is the Rear Paw Supporting Chin position.


I'm a big fat ginger cat with warm paws and a penchant for yoga!

Tuesday, 7 December 2010

I've got a New Bag!

Sometimes, I get bored of sleeping on the bed, or on my cushion.  So, I found a new bag.


Now, Dad gets a bit nervous when I get into a bag - I only pee'd in a bag twice, once when I was little and once when I had just come home from the Kitty Quarantine Spa and hadn't figured out where my box was - so think that can be excused and don't think there is any need to mention it again.  It seems like a very nice bag.


I may stay here for some time.


I'm a big fat ginger kitty in a bag!

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