Tuxedo Stan - Kitty Runs for Mayor!

Now, that's my kind of kitty!!

Tuxedo Stan the Cat will kiss as many kittens and shake as many paws as it takes to win Halifax's mayoral race.

By far the fluffiest mayoral candidate, Stan is the official representative of the Tuxedo Party, and organisation that aims to "improve the welfare of felines in the Halifax Municipal Region."

The party's motto?  "A chicken in every pot & a litter box in every house."

Full story here - plus lots of cute pictures.

And he's got a Facebook page - here.

How cool is that!

BFGC

Kitty Update

It's all been a bit slack in our house, cos we've moved to a new house.  Well, Mum & Dad moved, and I just complained loudly about it.  

I wasn't very happy for the first few days, well, the first 2 weeks.  They kept me inside because Mum said I was a bit dim and would get lost.  In the end I howled so much and made that much fuss that she let me out a couple of days early.  I should mention that we have quite a busy road at the end of the garden (it's not quite as bad as it sounds), so Mum was worried about the traffic.  But I'm not a silly kitty and I know cars is bad, and of course I knows where I lives.

Finally, they found all my stuff, although Mum keeps moving the food bowl, and I was really pleased when the found my scratch post!!  So I've made myself at home.

Best news is I've got a new big garden to explore, with lots of birds and stuff at the bottom.  Can you see me?

There's a hole in the fence behind that big tree.  Mum doesn't like me disappearing through the hole, so I only go through when I know she's not looking.  

I know you're out there birdy!!

BFGC

Decorating

So, they've been decorating.  I've already explored the wardrobe, and now Mum's got some new bedding.

Which bit of the bed do you suppose I should be sleeping on?

BFGC

New Wardrobe

Mum & Dad have been decorating, and have just got a new wardrobe.  I've been helping, of course.

New wardrobe has been a bit of a problem.  First it wouldn't fit in the gap, involving some complex adjustments.  Then there wasn't room for the two hanging rails as they originally thought, so all the insides had to come out again.  And one of the door hinges was missing.  Dad's left the 2nd rail inside, mainly so they don't lose it in all the other decorating, and says Mum can hang her big pants on it!  She didn't look very amused.

I'm a Big Fat Ginger in the Wardrobe Cat!

Tired!

BFCG is a tired kitty!

All Too Much!

Sometimes, it's just all too much!

BFGC

Kitty Spa!

Kitties - I have just had an enforced stay at the Kitty Spa, and I am not amused. Mum & Dad have been away in their house on wheels to the Isle of Wight, but I couldn't go as Mum said there wasn't room for my litter tray and in any case they were going on a boat.  You all remember I don't like boats.  

Being at the Kitty Spa isn't too bad, but you are on your own and don't get to go outside.  Mum even has them rationing the food which is a little unfair.  They also refer to me as the Ginger Football with ears - I have no idea what they are talking about!

I made sure I had a good sulk when I got back, and paced about complaining for ages.

Luckily, everything was where I'd left it, and I have now taken up residence on the bed again.  

BFGC is pleased to be home!

Sun Puddles

Everyone knows that a sun puddle is the best place for a wash, as it makes your fur dry quicker.

I'll just finish this bit.

Before I go back to sleep.

BFGC - asleep in a sun puddle.

The BFGC is Back!

Well kitties, I have no idea what has been happening over the last few months.  Mum has been so slack I almost can't believe it.  The BFGC has had stern words and Mum has promised to be better on the blogging front, but she says I need to do something interesting so that she can take more photos.  I can't believe she doesn't have enough photos of me already!

Anyway, here's one, just to prove I am still here.

I'll just have a little sleep while she thinks about it all.

 

BFCG

Big Fat Budda Cat

Sleeping!

Snoring!

Mum says she doesn't know who snores the loudest in our house, Dad or Me.  Dad says Mum snores louder than both of us put together, but she says he's talking rubbish!

How come I am the only one who gets his snoring posted on the Internet for everyone to see?

BFGC