Bad Kitty

I've been a bad kitty and am in the dog house - or should that be the cat house?

I was sitting on the sofa next to Mum last night like we usually do, and I'd been asleep (nothing new there).  Then I woke up, got up and down off the sofa a couple of times, and then decided I wanted to sit on Mum's lap.  She obviously wasn't too keen for some reason, I suppose 8 kg of fat ginger cat can get a bit heavy after a while, so she wouldn't let me sit on her.  I was getting a bit frustrated by now, not getting my own way, so as she pushed me back with her arm, I bit her!

As soon as I'd done it, I knew I was in trouble.  In fact, this dawned on me the instant i'd done it, but what to do?  There I am with my teeth firmly embedded in Mum's arm - good job she was wearing a thick jumper. She didn't say or do anything, but just looked at me with that kind of look that makes a kitty know he's in trouble.  So I let go, at which point I was shooshed off the sofa.

So now I don't know what to do.  I tried rolling on my back and looking cute.  I tried playing with my toys.  I tried scampering about.  I tried to sit on Mum's lap again, but she wasn't having any of it.   She's not talking to me now and this morning even shut the bathroom door so I couldn't escort her to the toilet like I always do in the mornings.  Now I know things are bad!

Will just have to sit on the bed for a while and hope she come's round soon.

I'm a big fat bad ginger cat.

Slack Mum

Mum's been a bit slack on the blogging front of late.  Guess I'll just have to do it myself.  Good job I can multi-task.

I'm a big fat ginger  multi-tasking cat.

Licking

I don't know what it is Mum...

but don't worry..

I'll lick it to death!

I'm a big fat ginger cat with my tongue out!

A Big Box

Mum had a delivery, which came in a big box.  Of course, us Kitties need to keep an eye on all boxes in the home, so I checked it out thoroughly.

First one side.

Then the end.

Then inside.  It smells like a new box, but I think there might have already been a kitty in here.

Just have a look round the back here.

It's OK Mum, It's all clear.  To be honest, I'm not really all that keen on boxes.  Now, give me a bag, and I'm your kitty!!

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

Puss & The Kitty Cube - Part 2

Ok, more video!!  This is the last one, I promise.



And yes, the growling is all me!!

I'm a big fat ginger all videod out cat!

Puss & the Kitty Cube

Mum's been at it again - more videos, this time, featuring the Kitty Cube.
There are two of these, so you might want to get yourself a cup of tea or something before you start.



I'm a big fat ginger cat with his own Film Director.

Puss Live!

OK Ladies, brace yourselves.  Mum has finally managed to:

a)  have the video camera charged
b)  have all the right cables plugged into all the right sockets
c)  figure out how to transfer from the camera to the computer and then to You Tube

and she's done a bit of fancy editing at the same time.  Maybe she's not as silly as she looks?

It seems I now have a You Tube Channel, although I'm not really sure what exactly that is.

So, here I am, live in all my glory.

I'm a big fat ginger in the movies cat.

Edited to Add:  Mum says she may not do this again, as it took her ages to get the video to fit and she's still not sure she's got it right!

Where are my Fluffy Balls?

I've been busy.

In our house, Mum piles up all my toys on my Kitty Condo (where I'm sat), and I knock them all off.  So she puts them back, and I knock them all off again.

Sometimes I spread them around for good measure.  Sometimes, though, this backfires, as I now can't find my 3 favourite fluffy balls.  Will just have to get Dad to have another look under the sofa.

He likes it under there really.

I'm a big fat ginger cat with no fluffy balls (can I say that??)

DIY Cat

Today, I'm a DIY Cat.  Dad hasn't told me exactly what needs doing yet, but when he does, I'll be ready.

How does this thing work again?

Dad, what are we doing?

I'm a big fat ginger DIY Cat.

Sleeping

Mum sometimes takes pictures of me when I'm asleep.  Well, she thinks I'm asleep, but really I'm only pretending.

I mean, do I look asleep to you?

I'm a big fat ginger asleep on the sofa cat.

The Cube Lives!!

Now, I expect you're all wondering where I've been.  Mum didn't lock me in the attic for killing my Kitty Cube, so that was OK.  It's actually quite resilient, and has survived a lot more than we thought it would.  I bring it down, and then Mum puts it back up again for me.

It's currently looking half-dead.  I've even been hiding my toys inside it for good measure.

And of course, it's very important that you check underneath, in case any snorgle monsters are lurking.  I do a lot of checking underneath.

In other news, Mum's got a cold and is not feeling her best.  I've been trying to make her feel better by sitting on her and making biscuits at every opportunity - everyone knows that when you have a cold you need to have a stone of big fat ginger cat with very sharp claws on your lap at all times, but she doesn't seem too keen.  I really can't understand that at all.

I'm a big fat ginger cat checking for snorgle monsters and sitting on my Mum.