Busy Bee - I Mean, Busy Me

Hallo, Effurrybody!

I've had such a busy week! It's an impawtant part of a kitty's job to keep its Human on their Toesies (the Human's Toesies, I mean) and I have not been neglecting that. Oh no, indeed ;-)

I got up to all sorts of mischief, not letting Mummy get lax or relax her guard even for a minute (MOL).

I tried to climb into the bath-tub, where she had put her houseplants, to water them:

I found a new hidey-hole, in one of her shoeboxes, thus ensuring she sharpen her Wits and exercise her Imagination, in attempting to guess where I was:

And I helped her re-decorate the living-room. Yes, truly, I did. At first, I didn't know what I could do for her, but then - it hit me! I must have been inspired by the Mewses! I knew she would like a new living-room suite so I thought I would save her the expense by re-furr-bishing the old one. It was really quite simple - although it took a lot of work on my part. All I had to do was to give an elegant, textured effect to the furniture, by means of my claws, which have now developed beautifully into tiny daggers, as you can see:

I wanted to surprise her, but she came in unexpectedly while I was still busy at my labours and SCREAMED at Me not to work so hard (she takes such good care of Me, you see), but I went back and finished the job later. Well, almost - I still have a few finishing touches to put to my work...

A Fun-Filled Week

Hallo, Effurryone!

I've had such a lot of fun this week. I was getting a little bored with all my toys but then I discovered how one can have a really great time with the simplest things - such as tissue paper...

or Mummy's slippers...

...and guess what? I found some great new places to hide - Mummy's wardrobe, for instance, right on the bottom shelf where she keeps all the stuff she calls "junk"...

The bathroom is one of my favourite rooms, especially when there's water running...

...or when I can jump into the bath. Do you think a mousie might come out of this hole?

Mummy tells me I shouldn't keep jumping into the sink and the bath and getting my beautiful pawsies all wet, but I don't care. It's FUN.

I have to keep myself a-mewsed because I don't yet have any kitty company and Mummy can't play with me all the time. Mummy decided not to adopt the kitty with ringworm. She says that when the time is right, Possum and Pixie will send us the right kitty. So I'm just having to wait...

And meanwhile, I think I'll get up to some more mischief. MOL.

An Urgent Question from Mummy

Hallo, Effurryone! 

Mummy asked to borrow My Blog again to ask for your Advice and since she has been such a Good Mummy (besides helping with My Blog, which I still couldn't do without her because of something called Passwords), I said okay. Over to you, Mummy!

Thank you, Trixie.
Right, the Problem is this. As you know, I was planning on bringing home a little brother for Trixie. He is currently in foster care, but has had a series of ailments which, since I didn't want Trixie to catch anything, delayed his transfer to my house. He now has ringworm. The (new, nice) vet tells me that once he starts treatment (which he did, about a week ago), the fungus is no longer contagious. But every web site I consult (including the one to which she herself directed me) say that he can continue shedding spores all through the treatment (which lasts 6-8 weeks) and to be particularly careful towards the end of the treatment, when there are no longer visible signs of the fungus but it's still shedding spores. I also understand it can affect, not only other cats, but also humans and furthermore, all the web sites say that once a clear culture is obtained, showing he's completely free of the fungus, the house (furniture, carpets, etc) should also be scrupulously steam-cleaned and vacuumed several times. I wanted to take a little kitten as a companion for Trixie almost from the start, not wait another 2 months. But I also don't want to run the risk of Trixie, myself and the entire house being infected. As a result, I am having second thoughts about adopting this particular kitten (whose foster Mum, in any case, was having second thoughts about giving him up but now, with all the expense of treatment for the ringworm, says she's at her wits' end, as it's one thing after another, and can't wait to get rid of him). I should also add that I have never actually seen this cat, or even a picture of him and the vet says she has several other kitties waiting for a home.She also says, if he's meant to be my cat, I'll take him and if he isn't, I won't! 
So - what should I do?

Shimona

It's Me Again

Hallo, Effurryone!

Yes, it's Me again - Trixie the Black Panther. Mummy hijacked borrowed My Blog the other day, but I'm back again. Mummy let out the Secret of Spellcheck, so I don't need to have Her looking over my shoulder effurrytime I want to write something!

This blogging is cool, isn't it? Mummy says that with My Own Blog, I'll be able to visit friends All Over the World. Of course, I haven't had time to get to know many kitties yet (Mummy says there are some nice Woofies out there, too and that I shouldn't forget their Mummies and Daddies either).

I've been very busy all week, playing with my Toys, but Mummy is always telling me "No!". She doesn't like me to climb up the curtains and she doesn't like me to hang on the net screens over the windows and she tells me to get down when I climb into the kitchen sink and try to drink water from the tap! And you should just see her face when I dig up an itsy bitsy lump of earth from her houseplants! She even begged me not to sharpen my tiny little claws on the furniture. So I decided to sharpen them on her instead - but she shook me off and when I tried to put the bitey on her, she yelped! 

I'm just a little kitty trying to have Fun ...

Me Plus Football

Me Playing with Mummy's Cleaning Lady

Me and Snowy

Shabbat Shalom, Effurryone! Have a lovely weekend!

Remembering Pixie

Today is the third day of Hanukkah - exactly one year, according to the Hebrew calendar, since my precious Pixie flew away to the Bridge. I wrote then that her darling face smiled at Possum and me that night from the flickering flame of the fourth candle. Now Possum, too, is gone but I want Trixie to know about Those Who Went Before and that, just as we remember the Maccabees at Hanukkah, so too will we always remember Pixie. Every candle that I light, we will be thinking of that little tabby tigress, who wasn't a tigress at all, but the most gentle, loving heart beating in a furry breast.

Here's to you, Sweetest Pixie.

From your loving Mummy

Shimona

Hallo, World!

Hallo, World!

Mummy says she is now handing this blog over to Me, Trixie.

But as I am not yet very good at spelling, it will be mostly pictures till I learn a bit more.

I am still waiting for the new, little brofur she promised Me. She says the lady who has been looking after him till now loves him so much that she might change her mind and want to keep him. If she does that, Mummy will have to start looking again...

Here are some pictures of Me, taken over the last week. First, a picture of Me playing with one of my many toys:

And here I am on TV:

And finally, another one of Me looking Impossibly Cute, as Mummy says:

'Bye 'bye fur now!

A (Relatively) Quiet Weekend

Trixie goes from strength to strength. She still has to take her antibiotic pills - just one more day to go - but she seems to be fully recovered and as bent on mischief as ever ;-)

If all goes well, I hope to bring home a little brother for her some time this coming week.

Meanwhile, here she is, continuing to make herself at home...

This evening, she even asked for a tummy-rub, just like Possum used to do.

Every modern home requires running water...

Crocs hold no fear for a fierce panther

There are lots of new toys here...

And a snug basket...

But Mummy's bed is best...