It´s not what you think, none of this cuddly fluffy cutsy stuff that the picture inclines. I simply saw Joe asleep and noticed the tiger hiding in the corner ready to make a meal of him and thought it best i protected him from the dinner he might have became if not for me :P

A copmment from Pablog :)

Pablo`s post on my boarding

The RentPayers came to visit today, to check up on the TOWNS no doubt. Check that i`m all good. they needen`t worry. everyone loves me of course.... A questionable incident involving a jacket and pee but otherwise, we`re all good. nice of them to come check though. And Mahlia is obviously lost without me so I made an effort to hang out with her while she was here.

boarding at the Towns

Aparently I´m boarding at the Towns Wasn´t sure what was going on but the boxes mounted up in the house and I already know what that means! MOVING HOUSE. usually it`s the most annoying thing ever but this time I´m happy to move as Olinda Grove is infested with annoying know it all cats. Need space. And the bogan next door have caused the RentPayers to stop me from going out so that makes this place extra boring. Especially now that Harry`s disappeard theres absolutely nothing to do. The baby provides some entertainment but she`s very limited so no match for my intellectual self. Anyway, instead of moving house they`ve boarded me with the Towns - something about going oversea. I`ve heard about cats who go overseas in cages underneith the overseasmobile with the suicases. Yuck. I`m glad they`re not taking me. Yeah, who cares..... So here I am at the Towns ... made myself at home. I love the bed they`ve made up for me :) electric blanket and all !!!

WEBSITE UNDER CONSTRUCTION :)

snug

I have been living in the nature at Snug for the past few months. It's been a little hard to keep up the Blogs as, the schedule has been slightly changed from the usual for me. Instead of having to wait for the rent payers' to be home to be let outside, I am let outside in the mornings, and not made come back in side until the evenings. Considering it's Daylight Savings, "dark" doesn't happen til about 9 - 10pm. then when i am let back in Melanie is asleep and the computer shut away, and to tell you the truth, I am tired and hungry myself and end up flaking it for the night. Also, Paulo took the bloody Camera with him to this Colombia place he's swanning around in, so the only photos I can get done are from a crappy 1 megapixel mobile phone camera. so, bear with me with the small pictures for a while. anyway, I'll just lump a few photos together from Snug to give you an idea of my new surrounds.

So, we're in the Bush which is great. Takes me back to the old days in Forth when I was a kitten. Except Banjo is a bit more full on than Mishka buts it's all good. We are progressing with an understanding "ie when he gets annoying or clingy I punch him, no claws of course, I am a civil cat). For some reason I no longer have my catoilet inside so I've had to get used to doing it out in the open. I just need to get a location private from the natives. The Possums are a bit feral here but I have them under control somewhat and luckily they are nocturnal. They are a right pain in the......

THFC

It's tooooooooooooooo HOT ! omg you can't believe how hot it is. & it's not just because i have a black complex and fur, because the rent payer is almost hyperventilating and looks much the same as me. and i saw her take ice from the fridge last night and sleep with it it was so bad. It's been like this for days i'm going to expire. For more example of THFC pls refer to http://meowpablog.blogspot.com/2007/02/too-hot-for-cats.html

this is a Banjo

not only have I been shifted around, AGAIN, but i am living in a house, with a Banjo. This is he. Okay, so he is not evil. He's not bad. Actually, (who can blame him) he idolises me. He follows me around everywhere copies all my moves & hangs off everything that I do. But he Barks. & he chases. I'm fine with the tagging along but then he gets all overexcited and hyper and starts the barking business. That's when my patience runds out (instantly) and I give him a (clawless) paw whack. A harsh hiss may be in order if I am in abad mood. Anyway, the point of the story is that while I have my couch and he has his, my space is shared with he. I'm not sure what is more annoying. having to put up with the "cockateil" inside, or being harassed by Banjo outside. I'm thinking the "cockateil" is still more annoying.

favourite possie

this is the best possie on the property. aparently it's for barbecues but they usually go to the beach for that so the barbecue is mostly free. great for sunbaking, sleeping, back scratching and keeping an eye on the place. good elevated view of where the birds are too! cept there is one huge bird that gets into the plum(?) tree, think i might leave that one to it's own devices, too big to bother about :)

liji

So, this is the little person of the house, Liji. He and i have become great mates over the past month, except for the fact that he doesnt understand that throwing the soccer ball at me is not the same as throwing the elmo (ouch) we have a great time. he gets a little frustrated though because he cant get into a lot of places i can. like through the fences :)

i'm "sick"

TAIL JAM

MEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

I jammed my tail in the stupid door today i have no idea what happened or why the door did it but it shut while i was walking through it and my tail got jammed and when i tried to flick it out it grazed the tip, bloody caned like crazy!!! I have never felt suck pain, and my fur off my tail in everywhere! it looks so gross and hurts and the rent payer keeps putting painful yellow stuff saying it'll help (not sure how more pain helps!). It's good being sick though, lots of wet food, and treats like eggs and they have moved the stupid bird out of my room for the day. It's been too painful to find the camera and take a picture so watch this space... might just curl back on my beer chair and sulk some more. You'd think the rent payer would have pulled a sicky to nurse me back to health... will make her feel guilty when she gets back. Not a v. good start to a sunny outside day, now i have to stay on teh inside before teh day has even started!

where is papi

For goodness sakes, finally i have some information on the whereablouts of PAPI. Liji the little resident, has explained that... "plaulo has gone the plaaaane" and he pointed to Tasmania and Colombia. So, i guess he's in Colombia! why didnt someone just tell me that! Thanks Liji :)

Meawy Xmas

Liji is definitely growing on me. Bribery definitely works with me in certain forms, so when i got this xmas pressie for xmas (although, i got it earlier as per usual the rent payer is off to Forth. But Liji has been smuggling me upstairs so i have still been entertained. I have resisted but Liji is just a boy and he thinks i'm cool so i'll take him under my paw.

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ps

this pressie is so much better than the other mice in my collection, it rolls along the floor instead of me having to bother to throw it!!! :)

creeping out of the cage

so, stuffed in the car (i hate the car) i have been taken somewhere... this is my 3rd day trapped in a room, that i know is another house... i have now found a computer in the house (very fast too) to be able to write to you but until today the only view i have had of the outside world is as follows :















so, as you can see, there is an outside, but i just havn't gotten there yet. it's just a matter of time before i manage to slip through Mel's feet out the door before she shoves me back in so i can check it out! I refer to "Mel because i havnt see Papi around and i dont know if they are the rent payers anymore as we seemed to have moved in with a house already full of people. i'll suss that one out soon. but just to clear up the confusion, Mel & Papi (Paulo) are those who were formally known as the "rent payers'" in previous posts. where is Papi anyway...

HEY!

WHERE'S ALL MY STUFF?!

HEY, WHAT'S ALL MY STUFF DOING HERE?!!!

WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ALL MY STUFF?!!!

PUT ALL MY STUFF BACK!

The Rent Payers are going through a phase where they feel everything should go into boxes and this item has suddenly appeared in the box where all my food is... I have no idea why its in my box of food but i'm not eating it! although, there are ictures of puffy little birds on the other side. maybe it's some kind of sophisticated bird luring device. Ohh, The Rent Payers are finally comming round to things from a catspective.

:)

Found the ping pong ball again:)

It's a good day to be Beto...

Every day is a good day to be Beto :)

AZRAEL

well, it's happened again. they arent around so i'm stuck inside. anyway I've found a cool cat called AZRAEL who stars in the "SMURFS" cartoon/ comic. I find a lot in common with him in terms of he hates the smurfs and wants to eat them, and those stupid birds annoy me and i want to eat them. I understand how he feels, totally.

Actually, I havnt seen any episodes and i've only skimmed through comics available on the site and some blurbs etc, but I can see where he is comming from. If you look at the animation below, you'll see what I mean... just replace the orange cat with a black cat and the smurfs with the stupid birds in Lauramont and there you have it.

Now, I was a bit disheartened when I read the blurb on the Smurfs' homepage about Azrael as it describes him as follows:

"This mangy cat is Gargamel’s ‘underdog’. He follows Gargamel around hoping someday his master will catch a nice and appetizing little Smurf, but in vain. Azrael is stupid and evil….. like his master." (www.smurfs.com)

So I read that and realise Azrael is nothing like me. But then I realised, that the Smurf's homepage would have been written by the stupid smurf's so of course they would write that, wouldnt they. I bet in the smurf town they made all cats wear cruddy collars with bells all over them so they could hear Azrael from a mile away and thus able to get a head start. It's always the way. The world is CATIST and I think this social problem needs to be addressed. "Cats kill native birds" blah blah blah... "Cats kill the smurfs" blah blah blah... it's all rigged. And because of this, Azrael has been clearly misunderstood.

I encourage you all to write to those cruddy little smurfs at info@smurf.com and file a complaint regarding their CATIST attitude. They need to get into the 21st century:

what tools. first of all, they have left me for the weekend, which is annoying in the sense that i get bored more easily when there is no one around, and highly annoying due to not being able to go outside as whilst i can open doors, when they lock them i cannot - but i can handle that and they leave food for me to survive. But they have stupidly left that buzzy thing they use to wake themselves up with set and when it went off (and they had gone by then) it didnt stop! OMG i was driven crazy and nothing could stop the noise. added to that was the radio, the fact there was no ready supply of wet food, no computer & NO OUTSIDE. I almost jumped through the glass window! I still havn't quite got the noise out of my head yet. worse than the stupid birds noises.

great

proof that papi LOVES beto ;)

insanity

I am going insane!!! The bloody rent payers havn't let me out for a whole day & a half, I am so sick of the inside. Fair enough that they make me come inside at night and dont let me out till after 9, yeah it's annoying, but in the rhelms of understanding. But I have been cooped up for almost 2 days. I am going to go mad! I suppose it has something to do with the day before yesterday when i was locked up inside the squatter accross the road's garage. I've spent some time analysing whether they are being over protective or punishing me but without spending too much time I already dont care. JUST LET ME OUTSIDE. argh!!!

locked up...

I HATE WHEN THIS HAPPENS!!!

minding my own business, checking out the garages and underground spaces aroung the street (aka my property) that the neighbours around here (aka the squatters) dutifully leave open at my request for extra playground space and as a matter of courtesy to me (aka the boss) & WHAM! they shut the door on me assuming I'm done for the day. Without checking! argh! these days you cant sack empoyees when they are not doing their job properly - you have to go to the trouble of designing an action plan explaining it to them and agreeing that performance will improve and all that. Too much effort considering i only allow 30 mins for "other things" in my daily schedule.

At first it's okay, cos i'm still happy playing & the "rent payers" havn't noticed its past my so-called "come in time" (this is a creation of their need to feel like they are a responsible pet owner) and alls good till i realise I CANT GET OUT #?!@$% !!! & even then i'm okay till i realise i'm hungry and the rent payers have quit going round the block a million times calling out to me just when i'm ready to stop pretending i dont know that they are calling me.

THIS IS THE SECOND TIME IT'S HAPPENED - FAR OUT - I HATE WHEN THIS HAPPENS!!!

Last time it was the neighbour up the road's storage centre under the house, tonight was over the road's garage.

Luckily guilt always sets in when the rent payers imagine me flat out on the road (as if i don't know how to manipulate the bitumen) and they come out again bellowing my name & whistling. I had to scream because i can never be sure they have heard me and i'm sooooooooooooooooooooo hungry. i freaked out when they hesitated at knocking on the neighbours door at 10pm that they would actually consider not get them out to open the garage. so i chuckedapsycho & they rightly sided with knocking on the door. I felt a bit bad when i realised it was an older lady (and my wacko boarders kncking on the door at 10pm) but surely she realises the mistake of not checking Beto was not stuck inside.

Even luckier for the rent payers they had a home cooked can meal ready for me afte my big ordeal.

The action plan will be a big hassle. i am sure she has learned her lesson. i'll let it go... this time... Besides she was sweet about it all, i could tell she had realised she had mucked up. Time to erect a sign with the rules i think. a very typical council thing to do, i'm sure it will go down well in my council area. *YAWN* i'll put the "sign" on the agenda for other days.

more on the scratchy post...

to appease the rent payers (mostly Mel) i will do a continued post on the scratchy post. i dont think you realise how cool she thinks it is that she made it herself. I must admit, i thought it amazing that a human could manage that but wounders never cease to amaze as they say. I couldnt be phase whether i had a scratchy post or not (again, i say, the couch ws fine, there was no need to go to such trouble) but in saying that i wont complain to have an extra thing around. i have manged to find a few uses few uses for it apart from being an alternative scratchy object to the couch...

like... sunbaking on top of...

and... watching those stupid birds from...

why dont you understand that i want to go outside?!!

she wont let me outside. wake up and let me outside

the "not allowed outside until 9 oclock" rule is so stupid. just let me outside!

yep, there is the outside, and i'm still on the inside

argh! and listen to all those birds. they are sooooooooooooo annoying. Are you going to let me outside?

Fine! is it 9 o'clock yet?!

Can i go outside yet:)

i've lost the ping pong ball :(

FOUND THE PING PONG BALL!!!!

The rent payer decided to make the bed higher with the spare matresses that usually sit against the wall in the loungeroom which i wasnt too happy about, but this action revealed the ping pong ball, so i got to play with it again.

FOR THE BILLIONTH TIME, I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE!

Far Out!!! Papi has been whinging at me for the past WEEK about me scratching him. IT WAS AN ACCIDENT. its not my fault Mel fell over whilst holding me and papi went to grab me and my nails were out in mid air at point of contact! an accident, see!

my birthday/ the Scratchy post continued...