BATH TIME!

What were we all thinking when we happened to lick all the olive oil from the open salad dressing jar?  I mean, everyone knows that it makes your bottom 'not so good'.  But still we did it!

Poor TomFun had his first bath and even the Duckie couldn't make him smile as he was degraded and scrubbed clean. In fairness to him, his first bath was a great success and he was both calm and collected and 'quite' enjoyed it - really he did.


I on the other hand was not impressed and did sit quietly whilst my bum was scrubbed, I was not happy and made my self very stiff and unbendable, making it very difficult for Momma to rub the baby wash into my nakedness.


I suppose it's nice being clean but we are still not sure that cats and water make good companions, it gets in your ears and up your nose and in your eyes even though it's not meant to - that could be something to to with the fact we wriggle when our toes are done!

WHAT CAN YOU SEE?

Today, Faith had a scan to determine how many Bubbas she is housing.  Momma swears blind there are 5 and the scanning machine said there were 4 with a possibility of a hiding one!  It was an amazing experience and I was in on the action watching the screen intently for movement.  There was movement, there was a thrashing and twisting Bubba and one who's tail looks like a Dragon's tail and another one shown here who looks the spitting image of Mickey Mouse!

From the feel of her, Faith is carrying low and that makes everyone think that there will be lots of boys.  They sure do kick a lot and fight frequently.  This makes Faith purr lots and lots.  Faith is eating loads of food which is making me worry about the fact that we will all be very very hungry soon as the cat cupboard is nearly emptying out!  I will have to start making a list of exactly what is missing so I can YAWP a 'low food' warning!

IT MUST BE A DREAM

This Sunday starts like any other.  The big blue pot with the broken lid is retrieved from the cupboard, beef out from the fridge, oh yes, one of those slow roast joints!  The salt, pepper, wine, chili seeds all go in with it, the foil goes on but today is different... what's this, the oven is cold, the beef doesn't make it in there but is taken out to the car... I trot quickly to it's side, YAWPING, where are you going with my Sunday Smell?  I am ignored, I jump to the window but the view is obscured by the big bushy tree, damn.  I run to the bedroom and there nestled in the front seat is MY BEEF!

Because we have IT installed now, I was seen pacing up and down, YAWPING, 'come back'.  I spent 3 hours pacing that window sill in the hope that it would return, but alas it nor ManSlave or momma returned for hours.  I fell asleep.  It has to be a terrible dream I tell myself, this has never happened before, I don't understand, where has it gone, where have they gone...on a Sunday too, a day of rest!

I am awoken by the smell of beef, it has returned, it wafts up the stairs and into my nostrils, it had all been a dream, I know it - but no.  Now the oven is going on and the ground tubers are being placed into the broken blue dish, snuggling around the meat to keep it warm.  So where did the beef go to for 3hrs I will never know for sure, but Parental mumblings of 'why are we working on an empty house on a Sunday?' fill the air... but now my beef home and safe I can sleep easy knowing that in 40 mins I can start my YAWPING to have a taste!

A PICTURE OF INNOCENTS
Look into my eyes, not around the eyes, but in the eyes - FEED ME!  
It's started again, the Sunday smell, the beginnings of YAWPING.  This morning instead of listening to the kitchen noises, I am the kitchen noises... The Parentals dared to have a lay in and this was all due to the Bubba carrying Faith sleeping in with Momma, because Momma has been very poorly (not that she will admit it) and is sleeping apart from ManSlave so as not to infect him with her bugs.  Faith, because she has food on tap in the bed chambers is not squeeking at 7.30am and bashing the door down with her paws - so in short, we have been left to starve until 8.30am!  This is when my kitchen noises ensued... I started by knocking over a mug into the sink (did they hear that?)  Then, I flicked the pan lid from last nights carrot & mash and had me a rather rancid lick of dried potato (did they hear the pan lid?)  I then jumped onto the top of fridge and knocked all the magnets off (did they hear that?) and then, my final crescendo - a 'big' go in the litter tray (did they smell that?) Well, the tray thing always gets them up as my unique smell drifts under the door and into their weary nostrils, awakening their senses!

Hark! What is this object on our worktops? I did not see it before and it is moving and dare I say SPYING on us - we have IT in our midst, eat your heart out George Orwell. IT is in our home and has seen all the bad things I have done and now IT is laughing at me and telling me I am a bad kitty and IT follows me around the kitchen and I can't escape.... Oh yes I can, I can hide in the litter tray, IT can't see me in there.

5mins later:  GASP!  OK I relent, I can't hold my breath any more ::stagger out of cat loo:: The smell is over whelming, IT watches me and IT is laughing.

This is no good, I am going to have to go and face IT and plead. IT zooms in on my face - I give IT a big 'I am starving' look and hey presto the door opens and I am swept up into Momma's laughing arms as we stagger to the back door to let the fresh air in.

So with IT watching our every move, what's in it for me?  Well I have discovered that if I stare at the Android Phone, I can zoom in on the Roast Dinner with out having to leave my spot!  Now - what time shall I commence YAWPING? 

ALL SHE DOES IS SLEEP & EAT

Faith is on a snoozie, she is growing those Bubbas in her tummy, the more she sleeps the more they grow.  She has made the 33rd day, sort of half way point and we can now see where all that food has gone - into the bubba bags! Momma has been singing to them, I mean, come on, what the heck is all that about? Surely they can't hear her, they have only just begun growing ears!  I YAWP as loud as possible to make sure they know who is boss when they come out - they will all be in need of a good Thwaking in my opinion, to keep them in line!

TomFun thinks that sneaking up on her and karate chopping her is hillarious, so very soon she will want to go in the kitten room for time out - I will try and sneak in and hide so I can fill up on biscuits!  Now, where might be the best place?  There is the nursing chair -too obvious.  The kitten pen - far too obvious.  The ottoman bed - possible.  But I think the best place in amongst the cat toys - a bit like E.T!  Yep, that's it!  Now to break in unseen..... You've seen 'cats & dogs' - now watch this space! 

KS =^..^=

JUST ANOTHER MANIC MONDAY

It's been all go in the Maystar Office today!  There is something about a Monday morning that always makes me want to stay in bed - but as soon as the office door is open, my heart lifts at the things we haven't seen all weekend.  One of the best items in the office is the printer and Faith is always right there investigating the 'paper in - paper out' tray.  She performs quality control as each page is ejected and gives a little mew of satisfaction at each successful sheet.  As you can see from Faith' little body that her Bubbas are growing exceptionally well and her curvy little body is growing nicely.

My reason for being in the Office is I love to sit and Orb Worship.  I love the way I can have my body warmed and get the odd cuddle from Momma when she takes a break.  If I need some refreshment too, I will stand in front of the spread sheets and PURR or YAWP depending on the mood and she may relent and give us all a biscuit or two from the tin!  TomFun is learning to be an office cat, he hasn't quite got the knack of answering the phone and keeps running off with the pens and paper clips.  He is trying hard and has at least learned not to stand on the keyboard.   


Well now the Office day is over, it's time for me to YAWP and get the Parentals attentions for some cat snax and if I YAWP enough I may even get the left over chicken from dinner time!  Mmmm Mmmm

IT'S COOKING!

I told you all this morning that the smell of meat cooking is overwhelming my nostrils, it has taken over my conscious and sub conscious and driving me into a YAWPING frenzie - Sunday lunch is nearly here!

WE ARE ALL EARS!

So begins another Sunday - the day of Food, the day of rest, the day of YAWPING until the Parentals relent and give us some of what they are having!

It starts with the intense focus of listening for the 'kitchen sounds'.  Then whilst listening intently to every latent sound of oven on, basting tray out, foil out, foil on, fridge open, fridge closed, rustling, the sound of slapping meat (the best bit), cupboard open, pepper grinding, salt sprinkling, cupboard closed, the glug of yesterdays red wine (hopefully ManSlave isn't drinking this early!), oven open, change in pressure, meat in, oven closed, timer set.  This is just the beginning!

The bit I can't wait for is when it all starts to smell wonderful and this is when my tummy rumbles and the YAWPING starts - this is the only day I can truly drive the Parentals stir crazy, because they always choose the slow roast and you think after all these years they would learn that means longer YAWPING time!

KS =^..^=

FOREVER SQUEEKY

Someone is very squeeky indeed at the moment - at least when she is like this she is not sitting on my head or pushing her bottom into my face - but please, we need ear plugs!

Faith is in her 2nd trimester now and been moved onto 3/4 kitten food. She is really packing it away in small meals.  You can just make out a thickening of her sides, the bit where her curls have flattened.  She has checked out every location in the house, her habits have really changed and in honesty, it's a bit strange. She is normally so active and busy, but after a tour of the house each morning and after copious amounts of THE most protein rich food - the little queen takes to her favourite spot - Momma's pillow for a nice long rest! Although, the printer running did get her up - she couldn't resist!


When she is up she is squeeking about this or that - primarily that the kitten room is full of junk and how does she expect to have kittens in there.  The kitten pen is still up from TomFuns arrival, but it is by no means ready for her she says!

I am keeping out of the re-decorating process as I hear a new laminate floor will be installed, new wallpaper and a new bed for the Parentals - I am guessing now, that it will all be out of bounds because FOOD will be in there!  I think I will have me a YAWP right now.... YAAAAWP

KS =^..^=

SOMETHINGS IN LIFE ARE FREE

What can I say - my Orb Worshiping has paid off. Today all Orb Cover was suspended for the afternoon and The Pride all made good use of the Orb Pools on the bed.

Of course I had the best spot and Faith had to muscle in on it, but she is sweet to me, so I let her stay.  Mr.Zeus is warming his hairy little body on Momma's side of the bed, it's sort of 'the best spot' for the smell of her and the dominant position in the house - It's a Thwakable offense by me!

Ode to the Orb, my love, my hope, my deams - you make my food grow, my spirit soar and my life complete.

KS =^..^=

DO AS WE ARE TOLD!

As you are fully aware, I am never short of a theft or two, but these two really take the biscuit!  Whilst enjoying Fish Fingers, (and we do know one is for us) ManSlave battles with the 4 of us, being bombarded from each side - we were all told, by Momma, to get off the table!

So they did!  Can't blame them really, they did exactly as asked!

KS =^..^=

THE SIGNS ARE ALL GOOD!

This is it, we have waited 21 days for this little pink nipple to arrive.  Well in effect Momma has waited a few years for this pink nipple moment!

This does of course mean that Bubba Faith is indeed carrying her very own set of Bubbas!  It also means that TomFun has lost the best playmate he ever had as now Faith loathes him.  It's such a shame, she doesn't suit being growly, but I guess she is just protecting her assets!

I of course now am getting a bit worried because of the amount of food that is being devoured and not by me!  We are all back on 4 small meals a day!  Whoop whoop.  Momma said it's unfair to have TomFun & Faith on 4 meals a day whilst Mr. Zeus and I starve - quite gracious really.  I have also noticed that Faith is being offered all sorts of goodies that never seem to pass my lips?  There is going to be months of this now - how will I cope?

KS =^..^=