It's a Tight Squeeze...

but I fit! I do! I fit in the tent bed!

Don't laugh at me :P

Wordless Wednesday

YEOWWW!

I love my nip cigar. It has magical properties.

It makes me feel wibbly wobby, flippy floppy and doo lally all at once!I had to fight off Suey and Lishy several times when they tried to steal my smelly goodness. I don't like Suey playing with my cigar because she drools on it! The only drool allowed on this cigar is mine! Life is good when you have a nip cigar to bunnykick:)

What's Cookin' Good Lookin'?

It's me. Fuifui Moimoi. Cooking in the sun, bebbeh.

Come Here

Closer! I have a secret about Fuifui "I snuck under the gap in the fence mum hasn't blocked up yet then pranced infront of her while she hissed 'get back here' while hanging over the fence trying not to look like the neighbourhood stalker" Moimoi.
When mum caught him and carried him back inside, she had one arm supporting his chest and the other scruffing him. Like a little kitten!!!!!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!

I think I hear someone coming.
Don't tell him I told you... just giggle at him under your breath. Hahahahaha!

Doin' the Blissfull Boogie

Last night, mum and I had a great big play session! I want to tell you about one of my favourite toys.

It is called the Bliss Boogie Cat Toy .

I like it because I can hold on and play a tug of war with mum, without ruining it. Fat Fui is especially bad at ruining wand type toys, because he rolls on them and stretches the elastic out. This one is much stronger than most of the ones we have played with before.

It also has pretty pink feathers which I find irresistable.

I just have to try and chew them! Nom Nom Nom. Have a most wonderful week:)

International Cats in Boxes Day

Maggy and Romeo have declared today International Cats in Boxes Day.Well, that is certainly something we can get behind!

From the first night I came to my Forever Home, I showed myself to be a box afficionado. This is me inside the box castle Dad made. I don't restrict myself to just sitting in boxes. I am also a fan of sitting on boxes. It's great for that slight lift to your vantage point.As a box loving kitty, recieving packages is one of my favourite times in the world. I also like it when fizzy drinks are purchased in bulk! Fui is also a box fan, though not to the same degree as me. It's probably because he's a little bit fat. He is of the belief that boxes are great for launching ambushes. I have enjoyed Cats in Boxes Day, and will look forward to seeing everybody else's posts:)Guess what else! We have finally gotten the stupid man out of our house. It is being thoroughly cleaned and fixed up, and then our things will be moved in on Tuesday. On Wednesday Fui and I are hopping on the plane and coming home! Whoohoooooo!:)

The Problem With Scheduling Posts...

Is that Mum forgets to put up our Easter post!!!

I spent Sunday on the lookout for the Easter Bunny. Fui thought this was a great chance to have a bit of fun at my expense. He set up a red herring early on, with his great big bunny feet. But he didn't trick me for long!

He even got the Bunnies in on it. Can you believe them, they even tried disguises! Tillie was also supposed to be a distraction for me, but with the combined silliness of her and her mentor Fui, they got a bit confused.

My toad of a big brother made one last attempt to trick me, before I decided to call my mission quits.
He is such a pain! We used our pocket money to get dad an Easter egg. Fui got him a bunny dressed as a policeman, and I got him a Charlie Chick. He gobbled them up toot sweet!

We also have some big news to reveal soon- the names of Stella's babies. They were chosen today, and suit them well, if I do say so myself. On the name note, wasn't it appropriate that the Bunnys got the family name they did! The Claus kittens had their names deliberately chosen as being Christmassy, but the Bunny name was a funny coincidence.

My family and I hope that you and your families had the loveliest of Easters:)

Oh Brother...

This is not the face of a happy ladycat. I knew the day was off to a bad start when the first thing I heard was a screetch of "what the ( H E double hockey sticks) happened?!?!?!?!?!?!?!".

My eye was swollen nearly shut, and I had tears on my cheek. The left side of my face was so puffy. Mum spared me the indignity of photographing me in that condition, and waited until we were back home and the medicines were starting to work. I was whisked off to the new vet. After a false start where I managed to somehow get underneath the base of my carrier, I came out to be examined properly. Although, the vet said hiding in a carrier served it's purpose, because it was dark and I still couldn't open my eye. This showed him that I wasn't only sensative to light.

I had an eye stain done, which thankfully showed no scratches on my eyeball or any foreign objects (the claw of a certain fat tabby would have made a hasty exit). The colouring made my nose bright green because of the way a kitty eye drains, which was a very unladylike look.

Dr. Paul gave me an injection of a quick acting anti-inflammatory, which had started working even before he finished explaining the antibiotic eye gel that has to be squirted in my eye twice a day. By the time we got home, I could open my eye about halfway.

Mum was happy with Dr. Paul. Our old vet was bought out, and then they got rid of all the staff! They were a little bit 'all about the money', and whether you went there with limbs spontaneously falling off or a toenail that needed a trim, they would say it could be cancer. So we found out where Dr. Judy (who I love) had gone, and followed her to her new clinic. Dr. Judy wasn't working today, but Dr. Paul was a very good replacement. Mum loved that their motto is 'Continuity of Care' and that the whole place was spotless. They also have a lovely vet nurse named Yvette, who helped me to hide from the dog in the waiting room. I loved that Dr. Paul said I had one of the most beautiful, soft coats he had touched. See Daddy, it's not just mum's bias!!! :)

The fat tabby started sucking up the moment I got home.

I might let him hang for a while longer, and see how much extra Fancy Feast this will earn me. Hahaha!

Weighty Wednesday

Bet you thought this would be a Fui post, right? Hahahaha!

It's not though. It's me, Freja!

and it's me, Athena, too! We found something today that shocked us a LOT.

Can you believe how little we used to be?!

I guess that's what eating your dinner will do :) Remember how we were christened the Little Litter? Compared to our little sisters now, we should be called the Big Strong Litter.

Our foster mum forgot to give some great news! Remember this cool guy, Thor?

He was adopted on Valentines Day! He is a Valentines Day baby! Hooray!:)

Love from Athena and Freja Brady.

I Am a Helpful Girl

I like to help my Dad. Today he was doing some filing. He had a shoe box that he was putting things to be recycled in. I could see that he was struggling to get the job done, so stepped in.

My most helpful quality is that I give Dad a chance to rest. My favourite saying is that all work and no play means Suey misses her chin skritches, so I make sure Dad doesn't get stuck with all work only.

It is a quality that works out well for me, too!:)

We have graduated to new food bowls. Fui's big fat head means we can't eat together anymore, and he started bopping me on the head if I tried.

Now we can eat together, minus the head bopping. I quite like this, as I am not a fan of head boppage. Unless I am doing the bopping myself, then I like it.

See how much bigger he is than me. Mum doesn't call him Fatty Boomsticks for nothing!

Also, after 18 months of neglect and indifference, Mum has ordered us a cat tree. It is 1.73 metres tall, which is good by me, as I like being up high and surveying my domain (not Fui's). I can't wait for it to arrive!:)

Love from