For those of you that know Faith, you will know that she has taught her sons and daughters many a thing to do with water. The one thing she loves more than anything else, is to drink from ManSlave's glass and it took no time at all to train him either!  Between her and Lillibet, they have ManSlave at their beck and call. Should the water glass run low, they create until it's filled.

I don't think I have ever drunk from a glass. I have no need really, I have a perfectly good water dish in the kitchen.  I don't dip my paws in to test if the water is there either, I know it's there. I can smell it.  I don't get why the CatWomen dip their paws in every water container in the house?  For a start it's a filthy habit as it leaves traces of 'bits' floating on the top and secondly they use water containers like a sink, washing their paws at every opportunity leaving congealed cat litter on the bottom. Who wants to drink fullers earth soup?  Not me, that's for sure. My licker is delicate and should not be contaminated with such things. huherr. sorry, just clearing my throat!

We have had reports back that Jaz & Jamie are water babies too and Jamie is a real paddler and washer of feet. You would think the Maystar Line would have been more concerned about play than hygiene, but Faith taught them well.  Ironically, when they were all four weeks old and tottering about, Momma recalls Faith berating her children for even being near the shallow water dish.  Just think how things changed at week six, all four of them splashing about in the stuff. Wonders never cease. Only time you will catch me near water is when I have been captured and unceremoniously dunked in the sink. YAWP!

KS =^..^=

As you are all aware, the Office Cat plays a large part in the Maystar Hoousehold. We have to do our share of filing, shredding and document manipulation. But, there is one thing we all like more than anything and that's Stock Take!

The hours that seem to be wasted just counting up every item in the office and Momma's shop and ManSlaves Cave. The hours spend dividing the inventory between us as we physically verify the quantities and condition of the items.  It is always a good time to source stock discrepancy amongst the faster moving products.

Sometimes we perform a periodic counting of stock, but in Lillibet's case, she is on Stationery Duty and takes her role very seriously, usually cycle counting and making adequate notes on who has what. If you are late back with a pen or have unnecessarily used two envelopes, she is there to berate the user.  

Faith is better equipped to deal with the cut off point of product and she is the one who determines when a product should no longer be ordered or indeed, it is a failing product. She is meticulous in her decisions and not based on flow charts and costings, no, it's all done on taste!

I do like the office work, but for me, the biggest excitement is being allowed to sit in a large box in the garage whilst Momma counts out the plumbing parts and I double check them on the inventory and put a paw mark to any that are questionable.  This is a duty I take very lightly really and if Mr. Zeus was here, here would suggest that hard hats be worn outside and hi-vis jackets would be a must.  Momma and I don't worry about such things. The main objective is to count quickly and race inside for a hot drink to warm our paws!

KS =^..^=

You could blame the Parentals but really it's my Licker that has got me into deep doo doo in the health department.  You see, I could blame Momma, but technically she wasn't here all weekend and had measured out all of my food into little tubs for ManSlave to dispense with my pills.  But what Momma failed to count on was the very busy weekend ManSlave had trying to sort those annoying tenants and well, he kept leaving his plates in the sink! My licker is very talented indeed and is capable of getting into every nook and cranny.

On Thursday I had me a little taste of Beef & Celery when the parentals got urgently called to the neighbours and on their return, Momma spotted a 'hole' in food where it lay in the pan! She quickly stirred it and served it up before ManSlave noticed.  On Friday the Parentals were meant to have a romantic Valentines meal of fresh prawns, instead, they ha a quick 40 minute stop at the harvester where we were all treated to a kitty bag of steak, except I was annoyed they had missed our lunch completely and ravishly ate some of the tissue the steak was brought home in! On Saturday, ManSlave had fish fingers for his breakfast, I licked the foil and then went on to lick the frying pan after he made an egg sandwich at lunch and licked the entire sink clean of pizza crumbs and cheese from dinner.  By this time I was feeling rather ill and off colour and in need of the 'Pink Tray'.

I don't know why I do it, but now Momma is home, I have had my drugs reassessed and food weighed out (I get a little more because I have dropped weight) and the sink has been washed out properly and the dishwasher not left open so I can't lick the plates. I also had my bum smacked and I was washed last night and felt totally humiliated because I was caught licking clean forks on the drainer.  There is a new rule in the house now. I am not sure what is it entirely because everytime they talk about this new rule, I am shut out of the kitchen?

KS =^..^=

Why do the CatWomen insist on playing rough? It all starts when, usually Lillibet, wants to play and her Mother doesn't. Although Faith is not an innocent in all this. She too can really put up a good fight. I, of course, never get myself into these situations. I am more savvy and. big hiss ends them running.  But together they have a good rough and tumble until one of them becomes over tired.

We heard from Jaz & Jamie who are now in Ireland, soon to be traveling back to France. Jamie had harassed his sister so much whilst she was sleeping and Jaz had bitten him and drawn blood. These Maystar Women sure are tenacious in their attitude and Jamie, bing the only Maystar boy really has his work cut out for him. He is meant to be the most important, not bottom of the stack!

All is well that ends well, the CatWomen are so happy together, Faith making these three kittens was meant to be and she loved Lillibet so much and Jazz & Jamie loved each other so much. There was no separating them. The main thing, I guess, is that they are all so happy together. I will always be a Momma's boy so I don't need company, even if company wants me!

KS =^..^=

Marauding:- going about in search of things to steal or people to attack.

All three of us have been in trouble over the weekend and in Lillibets case, most of the week.  It took those 3 stolen zipper tapes a good few days to make their way into the world again and Momma, although a little worried, was, in my opinion, a bit too excite to see them!  

Well, you would think that the zipper tape incident would be enough to put Lillibet off for a few days, but no. She went on to steal ManSlave's bookmarks several times over the weekend. They are made from bits of rolled up tissue.  They are all gone and pages lost and lots of swearing at his lack of memory. He doesn't know he actually 'did' put a marker in the book and is now thinking he is going senile. We shall not tell him just yet! 

Faith stole a plastic glove, the kind you get when you fill up with diesel, luckily, they are biodegradable. She had eaten 3 fingers and a thumb, quite the snack when she is supposed to be on a diet! She has also chewed the edges of the biscuit packaging and not all of it was there, so no doubt she has swallowed copious amounts of cardboard too!

I have been the Prince among thieves and had my licker at the ready for dregs of coffee from abandoned mugs, congealed fat from the griddle that was in the microwave and was left out in favour of re-heating pizza. I also had me a lick of the kitchen sink where the spaghetti water was emptied  out and to top it off and my killer move. Wait for Faith to let herself out from her 'food hut' and as soon as she unzips the zipper, stick your head through the opening and bolt as much down as possible. I have now been thwarted at this one. Momma has clipped the zipper shut. Damn!

Well, as far as the Marauding goes and topping off the stealing, I also had me a go at ManSlave. He was slapping my butt and I was enjoying it, then it became the sort of game that made ManSlave laugh so much that I got over excited and Thwakked him and bit him (in a fun way). I haven't ever really been like that before and I quite enjoyed doing fake attacking on his hand and arm and got myself all of a jitter in returning his slapping.  I even did a silly dance and made silly noises and bounded around like a kitten.  I am not sure if I will do it again, it took alot out of me and I don't want to be seen as a whoosy cat!

KS =^..^=