I'm back again! And wet's join me and evewyone put your paws together to welcome our newest fwiend!
His name is HORSEFACE!
Wahahahaha.....
And he is tiny!
And he is Wabbit's new younger bwother.
And I'm twying not to think about it, that in a week's time, I'm going to be stuck here awone with That Whiny-Stinkybag-Thing again.
Mine one year bwogoversawy came and went and I even forgotted cwean about it.
But I guess there are some things that shouldn't be forgotted even though I must admit I am a bit wate in wemembewing.
Way before I started bwogging, I was alweady a genius cat, but I didn't get to see much of the world. I hated it out there because there were many many nasty wude kitties wiving near mine house. Some of them were stways but a gweat many others bewong to beans. However, those beans never take good care of them or teach them manners. In fact, some of those beans don't even feed them enough and mine Mummy says she sometimes see kitties with their wibs all sticking out because it's been a wong time since they had a square meal. Sometimes mine Mummy would give them a wittle to eat, and sometimes there would be kind beans who feed them as well, but they're still nasty and wude, especiawwy when they come outside mine house and start arguing with me!
But this post isn't about those nasty wude kitties.
This post is about nice things and things to be gwateful and thankful for.
I discovered how to use the compoooter a year back and started mine bwoggy. At first, I just talked. Then I found out that other kitties were bwogging too! And soon I gets to know more and more other NICE kitties. And weawised there is a WHOLE WIDE WORLD out there! In fact, most kitties are not nasty wude kitties! Well, to cut a wong stowy short, I found the most wonderfuwwest community of kitty fwiends and bean fwiends and even NOMSS fwiends awound!
And what makes it so pwecious is that most of us are not wewated - we're fwom all corners of the world! We're of all diffewent cowours - tux, points, cawico, ginger, - some of us have short fur, some wong, some curwy, some even without fur; and we've got meezers, persians, devon wex, sphynx, and also all sorts of mixed up things wike myself; and we may be even of diffewent species - beans, woofies, even wabbits and hamsters.
But evewy single one is nice and we help each other out in our small wittle ways, be it purrs or kittyhugs or words of encouwagement or pwesents for each other, or even some kind action or other for those fortunate enough to wive cwose enough together.
Mine Mummy says she wishes the whole world could be wike us. She says there are many who does nasty things to each other just because they were fwom diffewent pwaces or of a diffewent cowour. But here we have, a whole community of us who do not even bewong to the same species and we could be nice to each other.
Which is why I say, we're geniuses and that beans should worship us.
Mine Mummy told me that I've been thinking a bit too much about mineself and that I should start thinking about something else besides mine wonderful self and stinky goodness and BBQ pork (which are Vewy Important Things).
And so this is what I think about other than the abovementioned Vewy Important Things.
Though to be honest, not as fwequentwy as the abovementioned Vewy Important Things.
Don't you agwee with me these are gweat things to be thankful for?
By the way, I'm going pink for this month for the Bweast Cancer Awareness Month. It will be back to mine normal MANCAT cowours in November!
I finawwy did it! I took up the chawwenge.
Here is mine special fwiend.
I think I mentioned him some time back in mine bwoggy.
His name is Wabbit.
He's weawwy tiny - he can sit comfortabwy on mine Mummy's palm.
The first time I talked to him, I twied to persuade him to put the pancake on his head, but appawentwy, he was extwemewy uncoopewative, so it ended up I had to put the pancake on mine own head.
See, all because of Wabbit, I ended up with a pancake on mine head.
But because we are supposed to make fwiends with our NOMSS fwiends, I twied talking to Wabbit again.
Me: Hey Wabbit!
Wabbit: ...
Me: I'm supposed to make fwiends with you, so I'm here to talk to you to know more about you!
Wabbit: ...
Me: What do you wike to do in your spare time since I know that you do not wike to put pancakes on your head?
Wabbit: ...
Me: Do you wike kitty cwack?
Wabbit: ...
Me: Do you wike kiwwing stwings?
Wabbit: ...
Me: (getting a wittle exasperwated) DO you wike going onto the innernets?
Wabbit: ...
Me: Pwaying percussion? Singing? Taking naps? Hiding under the bed? Talking to your Mummy? Munching on cwunchy goodness? Or fishy goodness? WHAT????
Wabbit: ...
Me: (takes a deep bweath) Alwight, perhaps you do not want to tell me what you wike. Maybe you can tell me if we could be fwiends? I could lend you mine wittle mousie if you want to pway with it. That's what fwiends are for wight? Shawing toys? I wend it to you for 5 minutes?
Wabbit: ...
Me: Wabbit!!!!!!!!! Pfffftttt.......ok, I give up....I'm tired out.
Wabbit: ...
See, all he did was stare at me.
He didn't speak even when I talked to him for an entire hour so I guess he must be a weawwy shy guy.
So to tell the twuth, I don't know if Wabbit agweed to be mine special fwiend yet. Perhaps wabbits stare to show that they agwee?
Anyway, I think I shall take some catnaps now. It's been weawwy tiwing talking to Wabbit. (And I'm gwad he did not want the kitty cwack mousie!)
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