Maystar Blog

SHED LOADS OF FUN

3/9/2014

HISTORY LESSON: In October 2012 we watched as the House of Fun was being erected, by that December the reason for the stud house very sadly left the Earth plane and became the Angel of TomFun. The Parentals lost all love for the 'shed' and it became the Maystar 'white elephant'. By March 2013 and the excitement of a new blue friend to move into the House of Fun became shattered dreams as TomFun collected up his play mate and took him to rainbow bridge, we thought that 'white elephant' was a terrible mistake and it became a half hearted office of sorts as it was specifically made for one purpose and that always made us feel sad.

But in June 2014, Mr.Zeus needed a place to stay for a few days while Liza took Billy to do his charity great north swim to raise money for Brett, who was at this time very poorly with cancer and now has sadly passed. (Gosh, I hope the shed is not an omen!!) Well, Mr.Zeus stayed in the House of Fun and had quite a ball. The place felt alive again!

Then shortly after that in July 2014 the Parentals rescued a litter of kittens 'Maystar Charity Litter' and the place was really alive and we swear we saw TomFun come back and 'roll on the floor' with happiness that his House of Fun had a use and it wasn't a waste after all.

Then out of the blue in August 2014, we received a phone call to offer us JayOne (J1) and so the renovation of the 'white elephant' has been taking place at a very steady pace. Once the kittens moved out it was a case of disinfecting the whole house and giving it a much needed lick of paint and to add the very much needed run. All the wood and wire were here already, it was a case of making it all right and safe and cat proof as well as making it really easy for Momma to get to. Well, her back isn't what it used to be and we can't have her tripping over gravel and such like. Who would feed us?

So, the House of Fun is back on and TomFun seems pleased that his old home will be used as it should be and that his heart light that the Parentals chose will be there to guide him home. Momma has changed the colour scheme too. What was blue for boys has been change to company colours of red & black. There is still quite a way to go and only 6 days to do it in, but a few hours a day has achieved an awful lot and we are not posting inside pictures until it's totally finished, so watch this space for the opening day of the 13th September 2014 - very very nearly Lillibet, Jasmine & Jamie's birthday!!!

KS =^..^=

January 03rd, 2013

16/12/2012

MOTHER'S LOVE

There are some special things in this world and that is the love of your Mother. Lillibet really is Faith's favourite kitten, it is as though she knows that Lillibet is staying with us and she also knows just how special Lillibet has been towards helping everyone in the house feel better about the loss of TomFun. She is one of these sweet natured and delicate babies who has, in turn, gone about and cheered everyone up. She is gentle and kind and has been sticking to Momma like glue - no one, not even me, can get in between them.

Lillibet has also taken it upon herself to lick every one of us in turn and dry our tears. Even Mr. Zeus! Well in fairness, Mr. Zeus seems more than a little bit happy that TomFun is no longer and has skipped around far too many times around the house shouting "Gone is my Nemesis." Purrsonally, I think it is a little OTT and he should at least wait the alloted time before celebrating.

I, on the other hand have been quiet and sedate and not Yawped much at all and we all forgot it was Sunday today as there was no warning smell emanating from the oven to my nostrils telling me which day of the week it was. There wasn't even a hot meal cooked and in fact, for a whole week we seem to have gone without hot food cooking. Well there is no point in Yawping for lettuce sarnies now is there? I hope things pucker up around here soon otherwise it may be another call to CatLine to tell them of my nostril starvation!

KS =^..^=

December 12th, 2012

12/12/2012

OUR BLUE EYED BOY - Lexifers Tom Thumb 21/1/12 - 10/12/12
The Maystar house is in mourning this week, as on Monday my lovely little Nephew, TomFun, very suddenly passed from this world to the next and joined all of our other Family Members in Rainbow Bridge. It was a reaction to medication given by the Vets that took him away and it hurts so much as we didn't get to say goodbye, he was stolen from our hearts that day.

It is a very sad tail that I don't think I can manage to tell over and over again, but suffice to say that I did really like the little dude, even if his AirBags were getting too big for his brain and his pheromones and presence were much grater than mine.

He was the most loving and happiest of felines and why Rainbow Bridge needed him more that ManSlave and Momma we shall never know. All we know is that we shall miss his specialness and there will truly never be a little dude like him again. He loved to gallop and run, chase and play. He loved the sound of his own feet on the laminate, he loved cuddles and always had enough for everyone, even visitors. He was always purring and snuggling and sitting on the Parentals shoulders and riding around on Momma's back holding onto her 'ponytail' with his teeth. He would lick their faces and touch his paws on their eyelids and purr into their ears and bite their chins. He would have to have been like this so that everyone would miss him even more. I am sure that he gave out enough love in his short little life to sustain all the hearts of thousands. Our hearts are squeezing and twisting with out you and the sound of your chirruping still rings clear in our hearts.

"You're the one I'm dreaming of
Your heart fits me like a glove
And I'm gonna be true blue baby I love you"
Madonna - True Blue

November 29th, 2012

28/11/2012

THE TELLING OF FUNNY JOKES

It all started when Mr.Zeus and I were confined to the kitchen for a few days, we were chatting about TomFun and how he is being held up in the coldest room in the house, the Bathroom!

The little room is above the garage you see and it often drops to 20degrees, so in a way it is preparing him for 'shedlife' we said. We were discussing the ins and outs of his torture and I said to Mr.Zeus "What do you call a cat that lives in an igloo?" Ummm, I dunno says Mr.Zeus with a furrowed brow "An eskimew" I retort. Well, we fell about laughing in that sort of non breathing sort of way, you know the one!

Mr.Zeus, not to be outdone came out with, "I bet they are feeding him Mice Crispies for hims breakfast". That was it, paws over our mouths, sniggering like buffoons. "If it was a hot bathroom" I said "He may want a Mice Cream Cone". That was it, Mr.Zeus was holding his rotund tummy and letting out raucous laughter, barely able to breath! It was hillarious and we just went on and on until our sides split and we couldn't control our muscles in our stomaches any more and we lay like a pair of washed out rags, heaving every so often to get a breath. I know it perhaps doesn't seem funny now, I guess you really had to be there!

KS =^..^=

November 18th, 2012

18/11/2012

SHED A LITTLE LIGHT ON THINGS

It occurs to me that that ManSlave is not just building the bachelor pad for his best friend, but also for himself! You see, I believe a ManSlave requires a shed like a Momma needs a handbag! The two things go together. A secret place for storing all sorts of useless pieces of junk!

So to TomFun and ManSlave, the shed will be their 'cave': a refuge where their time together will stand still, a sanctuary where they can commune together, beyond the tyranny of Momma's yawping, before reemerging into the fray of the real world. Although, TomFun sure does bring your senses into the real world with his pheromones.

TomFun is entertaining a lady friend currently, she is helping him adapt to being a 'stud boy'. She has battered him, swatted him, yawped at him, thwakked him copiously and eaten all his noms - I reckon he had better get his talking head on and not his bonking head, because she just thinks he is some sort of jumped up squirt that she has been very annoyingly housed with. Well I say housed, they are residing in our main bathroom, gone are the Parentals relaxing autumn baths after a day of shed building and gone are the lazy evenings of candles, jacuzzi bubbles and scented water, the only scented water that is being run, is the pungent stench of TCP. That's Tom Cats Piddle to you and me!

The talk of 'not long' and 'really soon, weather permitting' has now turned to 'He's gotta go, it smells like a cats urinal'. Both him and his live in lover have peed so much that they have worked their way through a box of the most expensive cat litter in some sort of competition to who stinks the most. At least they are doing in said litter and not in their bedding. Occasionally, TomFun is getting carried away and uses the food dish instead of the litter tray. I could YAWP at the waste of good food, if he continues this habit, I shall be out of noms before the Winter sets in and that makes me nervous! YAWP!

KS =^..^=

November 07th, 2012

7/11/2012

THE PURPOSE OF AIRBAGS
It is a big topic in the house at the moment as we are now starting to smell like a cat sanctuary here in the Maystar House. TomFun is the only one who seems to think that drops of his 'essential oil' are also essential for all of us too. Poor Parentals have been washing and cleaning with vinegar and washing powder in all his favourite spots. Mainly the windowsill in the lounge and the bath, oh yes and ManSlaves socks!

He is determined that his odorant is effectively added to these designated places daily and the effect on all of us is not a pretty sight, we are all lip curling and snearing. Scientists say that this particular 'attractant' has queens rolling and pawing for more - let me tell you, they must be crazy, this stuff STINKS! It's burning my nostrils. YAWP

This putative pheromone is said to be aversive to mice and rats, maybe that's why the council rat man 'Keith' hasn't been visiting much of late, TomFun is doing a grand job of keeping the rodents at bay. His volatile substance is also keeping our visitors away too, although there is talk that there will be a state visit from 'New Kitten Owners'. Lets hope that they are not going to arrive with a keen sense of smell or we will all be sitting in the garden for dinner and kittens handed out through the window!

Talking of gardens, I cannot even pretend to ignore the chatter of 'Bachelor Pad' being mentioned. So far, though, I have not had my name mentioned in such matters and feel that maybe being the first in, does not equate to being first out! TomFun will of course need a friend to be pheromone palls with from day one and although Mr. Zeus has not opted in on his own accord, he has certainly been selected as the 'chosen one'. It is very important that they go out together and make stinky friends forever from day one. Lets hope for TomFuns sake he doesn't drive poor Mr. Zeus to distraction and Mr. Zeus allows TomFun to use the bed - I can feel there may have to be two of everything to begin with, they are both so territorial!

I raise a toast to 'AirBags' and my lack of them

November 03rd, 2012

3/11/2012

TIME TO SAY NO!

There it was, a special catnip mouse made especially for us by Mc Grumpy & Snuffles and they sent some Kitty Marbles for us to taste - turkey ones! Well, they were all obviously for me and not TomFun, but TomFUn thought they were for him. We did growl and spit a bit over the Molly Mouse and TomFun got all excited and started bouncing around and trying to steal it. I was in the process of making it all soggy and wet and he snuck in and took hold of the corner and pulled. I gave him my biggest YAWP ever and then Thwakked him really hard! "MINE" I shout. "MINE" he shouts and a tug of war ensues.

Well Momma finally intervened and took it away. TomFun in dispute went and peed in the lounge and on Momma's desk and in the bathroom - twice! Oh dear, TomFun is no longer a kitten when it comes to losing a tug of war. He is a big pussy cat with very big air bags! He didn't only have a fight with me but mounted ManSlaves arm and bit him very badly on his hand whilst gyrating and screaming. Poor ManSlave, he is loosing his one and only friend to testosterone overload.

So now there is talk of him and Mr.Zeus having a bachelor pad outside with a colour TV, washable chair and beer fridge, oh wait, I am sure it was the boys to go out and not ManSlave! Well either way, they are to have a home from home that can take any amount of piddling. TomFun just needs his own place soon and if Mr. Zeus fancies doing his security role out there to keep him company, I could find myself inside with two screaming women! I am not quite sure what sounds more appealing as when Faith and I am sure, soon Lillibet, will be sitting on my head again and I will wish I was in the bachelor pad with lads!

Oh and just to add to this Sunday Blog. It seems that the traditional roast dinner went astray today. ManSlave saw a recipe for something else and it wasn't meat! I mean, what is Sunday without MEAT! I will be putting in a complaint to CatLine as I had nothing to YAWP about all day. It was cruel and uncalled for... role on next Sunday please and don't do it again Parentals or I shall make that phone cal

KS =^..^=

October 28th, 2012

28/10/2012

PAPARAZZI GOES TO HIS HEAD

If it isn't enough that TomFun the Megalomaniac thinks he is TopCat, but he now has seen his stud muffin of a body in the monthly cat magazine 'Your Cat' along side his adorable Sister Diva. He now, at this moment, is strutting his AirBags about the place and saying 'I am famous'. It really has gone to his head and has ordered lobster for his dinner (it will get substituted for white fish) and he has taken pride of place on the cat post and is shouting his orders among his staff. ManSlave has already bent to his will as he too has his picture in the same photo. It was the day ManSlave fell in love with TomFun, so together they are being a very demanding pair indeed. Although, unless you knew it was ManSlave, no one may have noticed at all!

He has spent hours gazing at his image and deciding if he or Diva is the better looking. He, of course imagines it's him... but with no clothes to speak of, we assume, in reality, it has to be Diva. He can't believe he was that small once and is now a whopping 3k. He is a veritable beast now and knows it!

I have to say that all this press excitement really did mar our Sunday Roast as I was the only one concentrating on winning a bit of the tasty Pork Joint. This week there seemed to be many more vegetables than meat and we all got shunned from the lounge as the Parentals said they needed a meal where there were no Devon Rex's in it! I don't know what they mean? If the clocks hadn't gone back today they may have remembered lunch for us Felines on time, but no, there we all were fading away at the 'old' one O'clock!

TomFun has alot to answer for today with his new found love 'himself'! If he had helped me YAWP at the appropriate times we may all be dining on lobster tonight instead of KittyKat!

KS =^..^=

October 07th, 2012

7/10/2012

INTO THE LIGHT

Oh my, here we are, TomFun and I, basking in early morning Orb Pools. The heat in lovely and we let the warmth radiate over our bodies. Scientists tell us that us cats can't get any vitamin D directly from Orb Rays, but I beg to differ. I feel much, much better after a few moments in the bright stuff. So good that I can have me a little race about the house and let the frisky out of my feet.

It annoys me that when you place your order and tick the box marked 'Much Orb' and it doesn't even make an appearance during the Summer, you feel some what let down and a little darn right annoyed. It's a THWAKKABLE offence in my opinion and very, very selfish of the 'Man Upstairs' to deny us of this right. I spend 365 days a year orb Worshiping to receive just snippets of the bright stuff and then infrequently. I feel let down and wonder why I am being punished for all my hard worshiping? Either I have to try harder to please my Orb or I am to turn the colour of a Beluga Whale through under exposure! Oh wait! I am that colour already, brilliant white! TomFun is not fairing any better as his whites are whiter than white too! Even Faith & Mr. Zeus are black, black I tell you - not an ounce of brown Orb damage between them. Something has to be done to improve things around here or I am going to start Night Orb Worship and YAWP all night long - that is sure to get Mr. Upstairs's attention - well it will certainly get the Parentals attention and really, the wrath of Momma at 2am is really not worth the hassle!

Thinking caps on for this one and a S.A.D light has to be installed soon or I am to go eternally crazy this Winter and you don't want to see me crazy! This could get ugly!

KS =^..^=

September 22nd, 2012

22/9/2012

SUCH A HARD LIFE!

Finally, all the squeaking has stopped, all milky top ups have stopped and all is well in kitten land. TomFun is a little sad that the milky leftovers are not coming his way and he has been 'mewling' rather than YAWPING for some. It's quite pitiful really and I have Thwakked him about his earholes to calm him down, we don't do 'mewling' only YAWPING in this house. It's all or nothing!

As I sit and watch the kittens on IT or more aptly named 'The Bubba Cam' I can see them growing before my very eyes. It's like some magic trick. They twitch and fidget whilst in a deep sleep and I swear you look a few moments later and they have grown. I am starting to worry again, soon they will be big enough to eat my food! There are all sorts of tasty morsels being offered to HRH Faith and all bowls are coming out empty, well except the bowl of tuna ManSlave took to her, she looked at him and said "Did you poison this?" Needless to say, she didn't eat it and rang down for some steamed salmon. That girl and poor ManSlave, he tries his best. He did bribe her today with some ham, she forgot herself and delicately took the tiny pieces he was tearing off for her. See ManSlave, she does like you! MOL

So now that little Lillibet is feeding on her own and James (as he is now to be called by his new slaves, Eva & David) is not taking his top ups and Minimii has sorted out which nipple is finally hers, all is well in the kitten box. Lillibet has graduated up to the big kits end of the milky bar and has ruled the roost now pointing out to the others that after she has drunk her fill on nipple no.6 on the left, then the other two may have a look in. Poor James, that was his favourite nipple. He now squeaks and squeaks, tyring to get her off, but her limpet tenacity is winning out. Minimii is determined that no one is coming between her and the No.6 right nipple, she made her stand with Lillibet and a cruel scratch match ensued... Momma and ManSlave trimmed everyones feet! Poor Faith was so worried that they just wouldn't stop arguing and left them for 3hrs, when she returned, they all just latched on any where and didn't argue once. Good little Faith, treat em mean, keep em keen. I have to say, that she did watche them all that time from the table looking in. So cute. Phaaa, cute, what am I saying? I must be going soft with all this kitten talk!

ManSlave is just weighing them in tonight, well he does have a love of weighing things and enjoys this part of his kitten duties. He played Cat Wrangler today to try and get some photos. That was a funny sight, talk about a flustered lion! I could have done a better job, nothing a good Thwakking would't have solved to keep them in check! next time it's wrangling duties, I think I should at least be consulted.

KS =^..^=

September 19th, 2012

19/9/2012

TO NEW FRIENDS

TomFun has been very concerned that he has lost Faith as a friend, he has had no one to play with for a few months now and since the kitten room door has been closed to outsiders until they have had their first jabs (owee) then he will continue to be Billy No-Mates!

Mr. Zeus is having non of his jumping and prancing, chasing and racing antics and I am not feeling 100% and loose my rag with his pouncing, he has taken to finding alternative play mates when ManSlave is busy!

It all started on Sunday. Well, Sunday lunch was being prepared and I could see the freshly picked green beans on the sides all 'stringed',along with the pork roast..MMmmm. TomFun had seen this too and stole a said string of said bean and proceeded to trot about the house squeaking and chatting to his new play mate. He took him firstly to the foot of ManSlave, who dutifully threw if for him (about 40 times). Then he trotted about the house again with StringBean in tow (as ManSlave was weary of throwing it). It was then that he presented himself at Faith's door and squeaking turned to yowling and turned to YAWPING! (Oi, buddy, only I YAWP in this house! THWAK THWAK) That didn't do the trick so he took StringBean for another tour of the house and finally ended up in the bath. You see, a couple of days earlier, the bath had been emptied of duvets and pillows (best place to store them over the summer!) and there, for the first time TomFun saw his reflection in the plug hole. So he took StringBean to meet 'plughole Tom'. They played and played for at least an hour and Momma came and turned the tap on too, which started to re-hydrate StringBean a bit. He hadn't even been offered a drink - TomFun is a terrible host! So there you have it, a new friend that still 3 days on, is his best play mate - whatever happened to poor old ratty? Momma found him in the water dish again, face down, all be-draggled and unloved. I wonder if StringBean will go the same way when Momma finds him in amongst the cream bedding again?

KS =^..^=

September 09th, 2012

9/9/2012

COUNT DOWN BEGINS

I can even count on my paw the days we have to wait until Bubba Invasion - it's 7 whole days! No doubt there will be more food heading into the kitten room and nothing but small nappy sackfuls of the 'brown' stuff coming out! I have also noticed that routine has changed, this is not good at all. Usually, we are able to escape from the kitchen at around 7.30am and hang about until 8am to be fed. But now, Momma is letting Faith out for a wander around the top floor and a quickie play on the landing. Us boys can hear her of course and think it's highly unfair that our morning ritual has been substituted for hers! She even gets fed before us, even though she has snax on tap? I don't understand? YAWP!

Yesterday ManSLave caught Faith launching herself from her cat post, so he shortened it. She was climbing to the very top, balancing in the 3" post and then trying to Thwak the rosette hanging on the ceiling. She was in trouble with ManSlave and squeeked and squeeked when he took the top half away. 'No' he said, laughing at her having a tantrum. I was allowed in to visit as well yesterday (food was locked away). She looks really pretty, I still love her and give her an affectionate kiss (whilst looking over her shoulder to check the food is still there). She looks demure now that she has eaten all that food, but really is it necessary to waddle so? I said "hello chick - you look well!" She purred at me,"Thank you Slinky". I say, "You look kinda, kinda round?" "Mmmm" she says, raising an eye brow, "I am meant to look like this - I am expecting you know". "Yeah" I say, looking clueless "what are you expecting?" "KITTENS SLINKY, KITTENS" she shouts. Oh my, her hormones must be raging? "Sorry" I say trying to cool her temper, I look down and mumble "I was hoping it was a bag of food!" She tuts at me and I ask to leave. So much for THAT visit going well and her sharing her snax with me.

It suddenly dawns on me that we may, as a family, be expecting these illusive kittens after all and it not just a ploy to make her fat to wind me up. I was lucky to get a visit really then. When Mr. Zeus visited, he did get a bit excited at finding his heated bed again, he felt bereft when it was removed from the kitchen and replaced with the smaller version, he can only just get his body in that one! There he was all happily mooching around when Faith says, very politely. "Um, would you refrain from stinking my bed up please and kindly leave." He lays down and ignores her, so she calls TomFun and asks "TomFun, kindly remove 'Securicat' from my bed, he is making it stinky" Sure thing Faith. He bounds over to the kittening box, like Tigger... BOING. "OUT, OUT, OUT, OUT, OUT, OUT" TomFun screams and boings all over poor Mr.Zeus until he finally relents and runs out hissing obscenities at the young buck. "I did it Faith" he announces. "Good" she says and gives him a thorough pasting for being in her room! Poor TomFun, he was only doing as he was asked. Girl cats man, you never know if you are on your arse or your elbow.... Mmmm, do cats have elbows?

KS =^..^=

August 31st, 2012

1/9/2012

A TRIP TO THE VETS!

Oh no, it's that time of year again for the annual boosters and health checks. We had to go in two lots because Momma could only take two at a time, so TomFun & Mr. Zeus headed off for a poke and a prod from Katy the lovely happy Vet. She firstly chatted to Mr. Zeus about his unfortunate happening with a set of keys and a paw that stretched back to January, I know she has the records but it's nice that she asks him. "Can I see your paw" she asks "No" says Mr.Zeus and snatches it back. He has his ticker checked and his tummy checked, after the incident with the 11" of ribbon munched one Xmas, we don't take any chances. He also had his microchip checked because it went very sore. So with his all clear he got a stick in the arse with his booster. Poor Mr. Zeus always in the wars. You never guess what happens then... he goes home and catches a dose of flu symptoms, poor poor Mr. Zeus, he is the unluckiest cat EVER!

TomFun had more luck. He wowed the crowd in reception with his dancing jig on his cat carrier and then swooned with the Katy and her nurse. he had his ears checked, because they get mucky, but that's it - muck. And he had his allergy symptoms checked and is allowed a little anti-histamine if he gets a bad 'pollen' day. But all in all he has a clean bill of health and stunned his audience with a strut of his newly furred 'airbags'. Katy was so happy because he is 'hooge' now!

So what of me??? Well I have a reprieve until Monday, I shall let you know how I got on. Bet I can beat TomFun in the swooning department!

September 02nd, 2012

31/8/2012

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!

August 14th, 2012

14/8/2012

THE CARER

It has to be said that Momma is never one for 'being ill in bed' but today was a weird day - Off the Parentals went to work, we waved them goodbye and then set about destroying the lounge because they had left the 'inner sanctum' open for business. Oh boy did we have fun, ripping all the tissues out of the box, playing in the cat tubes and getting foot prints on the windows where we had waved at the neighbours who were shifting gravel.

Then just after lunch, the Parentals came home and we all ran to greet them in the 'inner sanctum' Momma had her head in a bucket? Shouting (in a muffled voice) 'move, move, move' and was tripping over us and all the stuff we had played with. She did look a little odd and she danced over us making gurgling noises. It was a little while afterwards she emerged from the 'rosette room' and announced that she was going to bed! Whooppeee - up we raced, us four vying for first place to the top of the stairs and onto the bed. It was here that a small fight ensued as to who was having the best spot! ManSLave came up to make sure that Momma was safely in bed and to distribute us grumbling Devons and left us with strict instructions to look after her. TomFun took this literally and took his place at the 'head' of the bed!

I was a bit naughty, because I wanted the best snuggle spot, so I kept jumping on and off the windowsill and then running down stairs and YAWPING to make everyone get off the bed - it didn't work! Momma put the TV on to drown me out. Darn it. Faith tried Squeeking in Momma's ear at 5pm to wake her up because her Bubbas were hungry and so were Mr.Zeus and I - There was nothing stirring at all and at 5.15pm ManSlave found us all starving and thin and TomFun had passed out too! She had better not be sick tomorrow or I am going to call cat line!

August 11th, 2012

7/8/2012

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 =^..^=

August 03rd, 2012

4/8/2012

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 =^..^=

July 13th, 2012

14/7/2012

THE BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!
Today we had a text from Barbara Hoole about her lovely boy Chester actually 'getting it on' with our Faith!

We have 5 confirmed matings and we put it all down to the hard work and effort of TomFun (pictured above), Barbara and a piece of string and poor Chester who has never met a girl like Faith before. Talk about fussy!

Firstly, we all had to watch here at home whilst she flaunted her little black arse around the house - sitting on heads! TomFun got so excited about all of her flirting that he grabbed her about the neck and proceeded to paddle like crazy, where too no one knows - but he sure was giving it some of something but nothing!

With Faith all prepped, she was whisked off up to Nottingham to see Chester AGAIN! This time she just knew and huffed the biggest huff ever and proceeded to be all prissy and 'off call'. This is where Barbara and the string come in! As most of you are aware, string features very highly in her life, so what better than to play with that at the sharp end and let Chester do his stuff at the fluffy end. It has to be said, the three of them in that cat chalet must have looked a picture! Barbara goes on to text that 'I am surprised you didn't hear her screaming in Coventry!' Chester had done his bit, dismounted like Pro, washed his whatnots whilst poor little sweet un-flowered baby Faith was left screaming with the sheer shock of it all - I think like most girls, she thought it would be all flowers and hearts! They don't call it a prick for nothing! (OMC, can I say that? It's not swearing is it?)

So with that news under the Maystar Devon Rex belt, I can rest assured that when when the little princess returns, she will indeed be a queen!

S =^..^=

Snug as a bug

5/7/2012

We have two heated beds in our house.... A really big one, enough for 4 or 5 of us and this one, really only big enough for one or two. But since the new addition of TomFun, who has taken over the 'big bed' all us have to squidge into the 'small' bed. Why is it that the smallest cat in the household is also the strongest willed and has decided that he should have the 'big' bed all to himself and his best friend Ratty.

We will of course manage ok. We think that Mr. Zeus is finally been knocked down the pecking order and is asking for more cuddles and fusses from everyone... except TomFun who he doesn't mind playing with as long as TomFun doesn't touch him. He really hates being headlocked and the other afternoon we found him cowering at the top of the stairs whilst TomFun was thwaking with his paw - getting Mr.Zeus back for a set-to not five minutes earlier!

Faith will be showing her face at the Wiltshire & District Cat Show on Saturday, she will be on Exhibition to represent the launch of the Maystar Devon Rex website earlier in June. She has spent 3 days in front of the mirror deciding on which diamonte collar to wear! It's been awhile since she was out in public and although a little nervous about the 2 hour drive and a full day being peered at, I am sure she will lap up the lovely comments.

I know I have been a bad cat and not been updating the blog, but it's been a crazy few weeks and recently we lost a dear human friend so the typist has been very busy with daily visiting. Each day Momma would either take Faith or TomFun over the road to see Ilaine and tell her all that they had been up to. It was nice for us felines to help.

Right, looks like the 'Orb' is going to make it's appearance today so I must get into position and wait for it's arrival in the back window, I can also smell cheese toasties cooking so don't know now, what is more important, those or 'Orb Worship'. Well I doubt very much that my yawping will get me a cheese toastie, especially as I stole salad dressing yesterday... so maybe I will just stick to sunning my naked bits!

S =^..^=

Easy like a sunday morning!

17/6/2012

They sleep. TomFun and ManSlave are taking it easy this Fathers Day with a light snooze after breakfast. Together they make a formidable pair of snoozers. Well TomFun did have everyone up at 6am, so I suppose they are entitled to the odd cat nap. I, on the other hand can't sleep now as the sun is trying to break free of the clouds and make an appearance. Us Sun Worshipers must dedicate ourselves to our divine orb at least once a day - even if it never makes an apperance! Face South and hope for the best! Now talking of South, I am looking at my waist line today and see that it has grown a little after the excess of party food yesterday. Mr.Zeus turned 4! We were all made a special 'fish cake' each with a candle and little fish shaped biscuits, oh they were nommy! But you know the smell of the Sunday roast in the oven now is making my tummy rumble and I can feel the pounds falling away whilst I hunger for a lick of the juices. It will be hours of course on a slow cook and in that time I will work my self into a mad frenzy and wind everyone up so much, they always give me a little piece to shut me up...suckers! Well, I can't gabble on forever, I have a roast dinner to down stare... I see you in your warm and well lit little room and if I could just figure out how the door opens, you will be mine, all mine. Until then, I shall use my thoughts of purrrsuasion and.... 'will' it out!

Yours truly King Slinky

Sunday thought: Never eat soap. It might smell like Avocardo... but it sure don't taste like Avocardo!