I was tortured!

What is this I hear?????
Mine Mummy takes up the tewephonewinging thing and calls the V-E-T and I hear mine name mentioned over the tewephonewinging thing!Have you ever seen DEATH?
As in death in the form of a hissing biting eating your head off kitteh.Mummyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!
This PTU is small, and I cannot move awound, and it weeks of That Thing's smell.Here am me at the V-E-T's couch at the waiting awea, wooking wike a nice peaceful kitteh, not giving them any hints that a hissing gwowwing scweaming kitteh is going to descend upon them in a while.

The V-E-T's assistants even said how good I was to sit there without moving when mine Mummy tells me not to move, and to walk over to the weighing scale and stand on the weighing scale while they take mine weight.
I onwy did that because mine Mummy tells me so.
When the V-E-T wifts one hand to touch me, she'll see mine powers.And see mine powers they did.
The V-E-T called mine name and mine Mummy cawwied me into the woom and once mine Mummy putted me onto the cold table of steel, and the V-E-T attempted to pet me, all hell bwoke woose.

I HISSED and gwowled and SCWEAMED.
Yes. I SCWEAMED so much 2 other assistants wan into the woom to see if the V-E-T was being killed.
And do you know what the V-E-T did?
She touched me all over! Bwegh!
And then she stabbed me on mine bee-hind!
And then she told mine Mummy that I've gwown heavier than wast year!
How wude! To discuss about mine weight!
And mine Mummy told the V-E-T that pwobabwy it's because I was such a helpful kitteh in finishing up That Thing's food. I wonder why the V-E-T cannot understand how important it was to be a helpful kitteh.

See, I'm suffocating in here! Wet me out!!!Oh...we're going home?
It's alwight then. I'm not suffocating.
Why hasn't the LRT awwive yet? I want to go home quick!

Do not bewieve anything anyone else says....

I do not wike the Chinese New Year.
Duwing this time, there would be a wot of beans at mine house and while I do not wike adult beans, I can still bear with them. But tiny icky wittle sticky beans, NO WAY!
So I do mine usual snarky pose and pwainwy ignored them. And added in a few HISSES for better effect. None of those icky wittle beans dared to come near me.

Now That Thing.
Being the siwwy Thing he is, he gotted himself so excited when those tiny icky sticky beans pwayed with him. And he awwowed them to chase him awound!!!! And touch him! Eeekkkss...makes me shudder just to think of that!
Well, of course I would not say anything if it's fine with him. After all, I do not wike to poke mine nose into other Thing's affairs.
But this siwwy Thing, he gotted himself tangled with those wittle icky sticky beans and couldn't untangle himself away fwom them!
Not even when mine Mummy told them that That Thing was tired and wanted to west. Those icky sticky beans wouldn't wisten and continued chasing That Thing awound!
So That Thing found the best pwace to hide.
Under mine Mummy's bed!
Did I mention I was under the bed too?

If I did not go out fwom under the bed and give mine wonderful HISS to those tiny icky sticky beans, I'm sure I'll see no end of them. And what's worse, That Thing wed those tiny icky sticky beans to under mine Mummy's bed! I hissed just because I needed some peace.
And if I did not wet That Thing stay under the bed together with me, I'm sure there would have been no peace.

Do not bewieve anything anyone else tells you.

The Thing is scairt of me!!!

I think the Thing is spoilt!
He doesn't stop moving!!!!!!!!And wooky here...what does he think he's doing?

I knew what mine Mummy was wike and wike I pwedicted, she cannot possibwy just foster kitties for a while. They'll definitewy end up in their forever homes wight here. Which is what happens to the Thing here. Shucks...

Do you know, I think he's scairt of me!
Yesterday night he stayed in mine Mummy's compooooter woom with the door shut. Today mine Mummy opened the door and I hissed at him, the sort of hisses I weserve for the V-E-T.
So now whenever he walks out of the woom, I give him the HISS and he wuns stwaight back into the woom!

And you know what? I heard mine Mummy cawwing the V-E-T today.
Tomowwow, the Thing is going to the V-E-T!!!
Muahahahahahaha......

finawwy a wong post!

Within this pwastic bag wies the gweatest yummy tweat known to kitty-kind. Tweat fit for the gods. Tweat that makes you forget evewything else, even a pink cowwar on your neck.
Intwoducing the FAMOUS BBQ PORK!!!
Mine Mummy found a new shop near her studio that sells BBQ pork and so she boughted some for me to twy. I must say, it's weawwy not bad! Except for the fact that mine Mummy forgot and weft it at her studio for 2 days before bwinging it home. Which means more than half wented down into her cowweagues' tummies.

Finawwy mine Mummy awwowed me a nice wong post today although she's still extwemewy busy. Since many of you said that stopping bweathing was bad so I told her she's awwowed to go on bweathing and perhaps she can stop bwinking instead. She gave me a weird wook, I wonder why.

Alwight, some updates.
Mine V-E-T twip was HOWWIBLE!
Mine Mummy stuffed me into the kitty pwison and I hated it so much I started scweaming. Which meant we could not take a bus to the V-E-T because mine Mummy had to cawwy me in her arms. Fortunatewy the V-E-T was quite near so we walked, or wather, mine Mummy walk. I wefused to walk when she put me down, so mine Mummy had to cawwy me and walk. Mine Mummy said to tell you guys that cawwying an 8kg piece of unhappy kitty in your arms and walking is no fun at all, not even if the V-E-T is just next door (which unfortunatewy mine wasn't).

Fortunatewy the V-E-T wasn't too cwowded, so I gotted to see him vewy quickwy. You know what? I was so pwoud of mineself. I gave the BIGGEST hiss in the world to the V-E-T! That'll show him for dawing to touch at woyal highness me!

Well, in the end the V-E-T poked me with a wong sharp thing and I think Daisy was wight. He was giving me some wooster shots or something! So I started scweaming again. I didn't want to turn into a wooster! What's wwong with being handsome genius me? I wike to continue being a kitty and I DO NOT WANT to be a wooster!

I've been checking mineself vewy carefuwwy these few days to make sure I don't gwow any feathers and start turning into to wooster.


PS: The GWEAT event will be happening on thursday 15th Nov. Do keep yourselves fwee for the day! Evewyone is invited!

Looky at what mummy gotted!!!!

Huge paw!!!!Way bigger than mine paw! Help!
Oh cwikey! What is this thing!
*Snif snif snif
That was a humongous paw!
I never seen such a huge kitty before I gotted quite scared!
But bwave me did not wun away.
The bwave genius kitty hissed at the huge paw!
Until I wealised the other end of the paw is.....MUMMY!
Siwwy mummy!

But now that I know the paw is actuawwy mummy, I sort of wike it!
It's soft and I could put mine head down on it while I snooze in mummy's chair!