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Zulu Up to No Good

Sometimes when I hear Amarula crying at the door for mom to let her in, I think of alerting mom to her pleas. But then I remember how Amarula always makes fun of Biltong and me and then I start to caterwaul to drown out Amarula’s cries! Mom thinks I’m a real poet and just love to express myself! Hee hee

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Biltong even helps me caterwaul:

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We are so funny!

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Feline Deep Thought of the Day

Zulu: Sometimes you wake up on the wrong side of the litter box and everything seems somehow wrong and out of alignment.

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But I’ve discovered that all you need to do is look at things from a different angle and suddenly you have a whole new perspective on life!

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Time for My Human to Die…Again

AMARULA: I believe the outfit says it all.

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Cat Shaming: Zulu

ZULU: I ate my brother’s bowl of wet food. Sadly it had been mixed with his special constipation meds. I have not left the litter box since.

 

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Feline Deep Thought of the Day

ZULU: Sometimes I am in the middle of grooming myself and I wonder: What is the point of it all? Why do I work so hard to make myself look so good? But then I glance at myself in the mirror and I think, “Oh yeah. I’m worth it!”

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Thank God Winter is Almost Over!

There are many reasons I don’t like winter—the snow, the ice, being trapped indoors, being forced to endure extra cuddle time with my human, and the slight chill to my morning Friskies pate. But by far the worst part of winter is the time indoors that I am forced to spend with the kittens, Zulu and Biltong. They are relentless in their pursuit of my attention. My hissy fits and tail slaps leave them unfazed.

Biltong has even taken to trying to wash me:

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My efforts to hide have been futile:

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We even eat together! Underlings should never eat with the Alpha!

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They are EVERYWHERE.

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They have even begun to steal my sunbeams! Anyone want a couple of so-so kittens?

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What is this Thing You Call a Litter Box?

litterbox1AMARULA: You want me to do what in where???

 

Well, the indignities of life in Canada just keep piling up! The ground is frozen and covered in snow and with it my outdoor commode. So the human says I am now forced to use a litter box. In South Africa a feline could do their business outdoors any time of year! Not in this frozen feline wasteland! But what else could I do but give it a try? And wouldn’t you know it! The undynamic duo decided they too had to go at that exact moment! Is nothing sacred to those two big-eared boondoggles?

 

Oh how I will miss the soft feel of dirt beneath my paws! I know not if my dignity will survive.

Winter in Canada: I am in Hell

AMARULA: I am not enjoying winter thus far. I am looking into whether any airline will allow a feline to fly solo so I can get back to South Africa ASAP! There is no snow in Cape Town! Worse yet, I find that the cold seems to have frozen the kittens’ brains (though frankly, it was hard to detect any brain activity in the little fur balls even before we moved to this frozen tundra). They seem to be under the mistaken impression that my imposed time indoors means I actually want to spend time with them! Saints preserve me!

They attack me in my cat condo:

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And I wake up to find that, while I slumber, they use their kittenish stealthy ways to sneak into bed with me:

 

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What the heck!??? When will this madness end? I am not certain all three of us will make it to the end of winter…and I bet they would make comfy throw rugs!

Outdoor Life in Canada: Let me inside!!

AMARULA: Well, as the only outdoor cat in our feline trio (and the only one with looks and brains!) I was really excited to explore the Canadian great outdoors! Mom had warned me about this thing you call “snow” but I was incredulous. Well, I have been schooled:

It started off innocently enough. The temperature hovered dangerously near zero Celsius but I, being a rugged beast, could handle it. I will certainly not let Canadian cats show me up!

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Though it started to get a little nippy, I made due and dealt with the cold by making fun of the kittens who aren’t allowed out (mom is a big believer in keeping cats indoors but because I was a stray she could not convert me to the indoor life–I thwarted all her efforts!!) Poor saps!

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But then a light dusting of snow fell:

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Things got ugly pretty quickly!

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Seriously!! How long does this white stuff last? Only a few days right? I can go outside again soon…yes?

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Top 10 Rules For Cat Life in Canada

AMARULA: Well we are all slowly adjusting to life in Canada. I dare say that as the temperature decreases the amount of rules seem to increase! You would think mom would realize that one can not shackle a feline’s freedom! I have assembled a photo journal of the feline Canadian commandments. Judge for yourself how well this trio of tabbies is following them!

1. Thou shall never ever go on the kitchen table:

 

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2. Thou shall never go into the kitchen cupboards:

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3. Thou shall not bother Grandpa MacGregor when he is watching television:

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4. I said thou shall not bother Grandpa MacGregor!!

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5. Thou shall never scratch the couch:

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6. Thou shall not distract grandpa MacGregor while he is playing bridge on the computer:

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7. Thou shall not lie innocently in the middle of the hallway where humans can trip over you!

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8. Thou shall not hog the couch:

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9. Thou shall not go into parcels that are not for you and get covered in packing peanuts:

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10. Once again! Thou shall not go onto the kitchen table even if it has the best sunbeams in the house!

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