Saturday, March 30, 2019

Caturday Art - The Intruder Uncle

Hallo, Effurrybuddies!

I, Shimshi (aka The Little Purrince), am furry purrturbed! On Furriday morning, I was rudely awoken from my sleep by My Human and ordered to vacate the Kitty Room Guest Room, so She could prepurr it for her brovver, who has come from England for a short visit, to attend the Wedding of their Nephew, which takes place tomorrow!

It's not right, I tell you! It's Our Room! (Well, strictly speaking, ALL the rooms in the appawtment are OURS, but this is the room Mummy officially designated the Kitty Room, when We moved to this appawtment four and a half years ago!)

This artistic rendition shows My Displeasure quite nicely, don't you think?
And I think you will all agree that My Displeasure was totally justified, when I tell you that Uncle D. is NOT a Kitty Purrson and SHOUTED at Us, just because We jumped up onto the kitchen counter to investigate the sandwich he was prepurring!!!

We are offurring this picture, for which We used LunaPic's Dark Art Effect, as Our Contribution to the Caturday Art Blog Hop hosted by the furry wise Athena and her Human, Marie.

Furrst of all, here is the badge:

Now, as is Our Infurryable Custom, before joining the Blog Hop, We want to wish you all a Good Week - Shavua Tov - and Confusion to All Intruders (mol)!

Now let's Blog Hop!

Sunday, March 17, 2019

Caturday Art Selfies on Sunday or: The Purrisoner

Greetings, Effurrybuddies!

We meant to post some Caturday Art yesterday evening, but that was prevented by Mummy getting accidentally locked in the Guest Room by Caspurr.

Caspurr denies having had a paw in it (well, he would, wouldn't he?) and Mummy has no proof - in fact, it could well be her own stupid fault anyway, but - Wait a minute! You have no idea what we're miaouwing about, have you?

Well, this is what happened (as far as we can tell) ...

Mummy went into the Guest Room to get a book. The key to the door, which has one of those magnetic locks, was in the lock on the Outside, because previously, Mummy had locked the door so as to prevent the Mancats from getting at Trixie's food (Trixie being a dainty eater, who likes to nibble her food, then take a break, then go back to it).

When Mummy went in, Caspurr tried to follow her, so Mummy shut the door. When She tried to open it again, to go out, She found She could not. It was locked! Mummy thinks that either the door banged and the key moved effur so slightly, just enough to lock the door, or else Caspurr, who hung on the door handle and tried to open the door to get at Trixie's food bowl, accidentally gave the key a slight turn and thereby locked the door. Either way, Mummy found herself a purrisoner in the only room in the appawtment without a telephone! She looked in her pocket for her miaowbile phone and to her Absolute Horror, discovered She didn't have it with her!

She looked about her for something with which to pick the lock, but found nothing except a wooden carving of a stork with a long thin leg. Mummy thought that if She slid a sheet of paper under the door, and managed to push the key out of the lock, She could then slide the key back under the door towards her, like She has seen them do on TV. So She tore a page out of a magazine and slid it under the door. Furrst, she inserted the long thin wooden stork's leg through the keyhole and tried to nudge the flag end of the key and turn it sufficiently to open the lock. But that didn't work. The key fell out of the lock and hung for a couple of seconds, held by the magnet in the door. Then it fell - but either it didn't fall on the sheet of paper, or the crack under the door was too narrow or else the kitties who were huddled around the door started to play with it (Mummy has to admit, she didn't hear any sound indicative of kitties playing football keyball).

At this point, as you can well imagine, Mummy was purractically hyperventilating. She thought She would be there all night and maybe die of starvation (besides needing the Bathroom really, really badly). She did the only thing left to do. She opened the window and shouted for help with all her might, in the hope that one of the neighbours would hear her. She didn't even have all that much hope, because last night was a wild, rainy, stormy night and one on which most people would be watching TV with their windows firmly shut.

However, Mummy had the proverbial Luck of the Irish (not that She is Irish. To the best of Our Knowledge, She doesn't have a drop of Irish Blood in her). A couple of neighbours DID hear her. Feeling like Rapunzel in her Tower (except that her hair is furry short), Mummy asked them to call Grandpa and Step-Grandma, because they have a key to her appawtment and She wanted them to come and let her out. So Step-Grandma came with the key (which took her a while to find), and Mummy's neighbour climbed over the outer gate to Mummy's front porch (which was ALSO locked, and only Mummy has a key), but couldn't open the front door because the key was in the lock. Worse, the security bolt was on!

The neighbours and Step-Grandma decided there was nothing for it but to call a locksmith. That took another hour and then the locksmith had to drill the doorpost to break the security bolt, as well as remove the lock (one of those expensive security locks), in order to get into the appawtment. Once in, he quickly found the key and unlocked Mummy's Prison Cell the Guest Room door without any difficulty.

Of course, since the front door lock was now completely ruined, Mummy had to have it replaced. Total cost for Rescue and Replacement of Lock - a Thousand Shekels (mostly the cost of the new lock).

Now Mummy is afraid to lock, or even close any door in the house! And She thinks She is furry lucky to have such Good Neighbours, and even luckier that She didn't have a heart attack into the bargain. Because how would the Purramedics have reached her in time? And She also thinks it's lucky that one of Mummy's other neighbours, who saw the furrst neighbour climbing over the gate to the porch and thought for a minute that he was a burglar, realised who he was in time and didn't call the Pawlice!

So, kitties, that is why We didn't post Our Caturday Art yesterday evening as planned. Instead, We are posting it today and in tribute to St. Patrick (whom We don't celebrate usually, not being Irish, or CATholic), We have used LunaPic's Jungle effect, which has a lot of green, and given it a St. Patrick's Day border, also from LunaPic.

This picture is Our Entry in TWO Blog Hops - the Caturday Art Blog Hop hosted by the furry wise Athena and her Human, Marie - and here is their badge:  

and also the Sunday Selfies Blog Hop, hosted by the Kitties Blue and their Human, Janet - and here is their badge:

Now, We are going to try to add both blog hops to Our Page. We didn't succeed last time We tried to do this, so We'll hope some of that Luck of the Irish is still with Us and We will fare better this time. Meanwhile, We wish you all Shavua Tov (a Good Week) and Happy St. Patrick's Day - and also Happy Purim (or rather, Purr-im), which falls later this week, on Thursday.

Now, here is the Caturday Art Blog Hop:

and here is the Sunday Selfies Blog Hop:

Sunday, March 10, 2019

Caspurr's Birthday Sunday Selfie

Hallo there, Effurryone!

It is I, Sir Caspurr the Courageous, King of the Tigger-Tabbies, Commander-in-Chief of the Impurrial Forces etc., etc., etc. (That stands for et CATera, for the Unitiated - mol).

For those of you who may have been unaware, last Thursday, March 7th, was my 6th birthday! However, since Mummy has been furry, furry busy these past few weeks (as you can see from her own bloggie), We decided to just have an intimate family pawty at the weekend, and have the main celebration next month, when We celebrate My Gotcha Day. 

So I spent most of the day napping in one of my many sunpuddles, while Mummy and my fursibs arranged my birthday lunch, and in the evening, I went out for a cosy supper with the Beauteous BellaDharma, who is celebrating her sixth-month Gotcha Day and, all in all, I had a lovely birthday and am looking forward to an equally lovely Gotcha Day celebration in a few weeks time.

Here is my official birthday portrait:

This is also Our Entry in the Sunday Selfies blog hop hosted by the Kitties Blue and their Human, Janet.

Before We start blog-hopping, as is Our Custom, We want to wish you all Shavua Tov - A Good Week.

And now let's hop! Furrst of all, here is the badge:

And off We go!