So sowwy evewyone, because today there is not going to be pictors of handsome me.
I'm posting a pictor of That Thing on mine bwoggy today.
Because.....
This is because why.
Wooky!!!!
He is weawing a......baby DWESS!!!!!!
It's all in pink and he thinks it's oh so pwetty.
Oh my goodness....
I cannot stop waughing.
WAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA
A pink baby DWESS!!!!!!
WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA
Oh help me help me....I can't stop waughing.....
Happy Chinese New Year evewybody!
It's the Chinese New Year and there are wots and wots and wots of yummy noms!
See what I gotted!
And That Thing does not know how to appweciate this!
Which is just as well because I got to eat both mine, and his!
Yummy!
And speaking of That Thing, he's weawwy making mine fur gwey.
That wittle kitty whom he thinks is his girlfwiend, oh well, wet me tell you the entire stowy wight fwom the beginning.
Wemember when mine Mummy first bwought the kitten home, I was oh not so happy at all.
In fact I was ANGWY!
Because I could see wight away, she's not going to fit into our famiwy.
But That Thing, he's just pwain siwwy.
He thinks that kitten is his girlfwiend.
So I was vewy angwy.
So I HISSSSSSED at the kitten whenever I could see her, which was not often because she was behind a cwosed door. I hissed at the door too, but being a genius, I knew that hissing at a door doesn't help anything.
And That Thing, he's just so siwwy, so I hissed at him too.
And I whapped him on the nose so that he can understand he's being siwwy for thinking that kitten is his girlfwiend. But obviouswy, That Thing's just not cwever enough so I had to give him wike a squiwwion whaps.
Do you guys think I wike to whap him?
Why I would wather take a nap and dweam of stinky goodness! But I did it for That Thing's good!
Well, that is until yesterday night.
Mine Mummy opened the door of the woom and that wittle kitten wan out!
And when That Thing saw her, he twied to kiss her, thinking she's his girlfwiend!
And you know what he gotted?
Ha....a scwatch on his nose!
Still he didn't give up and went wooking for that kitten.
And she hissed at him!
And even attempted to scwatch him again!
Well, I would have wet them have fun if not for That Thing whining away and....wunning to hide behind me, all the while scweaming HELP ME HELP ME HELP ME! MY GIRLFRIEND IS KILLING ME!
So what could I do but give my humongous HISSSSSS at the wittle kitten so that she would weave That siwwy Thing awone!
She's weawwy a tewwor because she did not give up immediatewy after mine hiss. She was still twying to get at That Thing. So I had to stand in between her and That Thing and gware at her to pwevent her fwom kiwwing That siwwy Thing! And when she finawwy did see mine paw of death, well onwy then did she swink behind mine Mummy and obedientwy go back into the woom. Don't you think she's weawwy a wittle tewwor?
So what happened after this?
Goodness me....That Thing seems to think I'm his hewo now and keeps on fowwowing me!!!!
I go on the bed, he fowwows me on the bed. I go under the bed, he fowwows me under the bed. I go into the kitchen, he fowwows me into the kitchen. What's the worse? I go to have a poop, he squeezes into the witterbox with me!!! Goodness!!!
I mean, no matter what, I would have pwotected That Thing because he's after all mine famiwy and that kitten is NOT. But, I did it because he's mine famiwy. That's all. Can you guys make That Thing understand that I do not want him to think that I'm his hewo and I do not want him to fowwow me awound and well, just weave me awone!
What is this Mummy?
After all the hard work I did with magicking mine Mummy to stay here with me instead of going to China, she has to get herself so busy this past week that I think it made no diffewence whether she went to China or not!
As you can see, I've been so negwected I had to sit here for hours just to wait for mine stinky goodness!
And do you guys know what mine Mummy did?
She's alweady so busy she negwected us so, yet she still has the time to queue up somewhere for THWEE ENTIRE HOURS just to get something called an iPhone!
The iPhone has just awwived in Singapore and that siwwy thing mine Mummy is wanted to be the first ones to get it.
I mean, it's onwy an iPhone and I'm not even sure what it can do!
How can it be more important than me?
Or even That Thing!
I've always known mine Mummy to be quite siwwy, but I never knew the extent of her siwwiness! Gosh!
To spend time waiting for an iPhone instead of spending it giving us snuggles and chin wubs!
And to waste her marnies on iPhone instead of buying more BBQ pork!
What can I say....
Sigh....
Uh-oh...I think That Thing is in twouble.
This morning, he was in the bathwoom as usual, pwaying with water.
Then he poked his nose into the waste basket and founded some dental fwoss!
Then he pulled out the dental fwoss.
Of course when mine Mummy saw it, she twied to get the fwoss out of That Thing's mouth.
And That Thing thought dental fwoss must be such a wonderful thing that mine Mummy wanted it back.
So he wan away, and before mine Mummy could catch him, he swawwowed the dental fwoss!
I suspects he doesn't have any bwains!
So now mine Mummy is chasing after him, feeding him kitty waxatives to help him poop that dental fwoss out.
Don't you think That Thing weawwy is nothing but twouble?
I never do such siwwy things even when I was a tiny wittle kitty!
I can't help it, but I'm weak with waughing....
Whahahahahahahahahah.....
You know what That Thing is sick fwom?
Wahahahahahahahahahahahahaha......
I think the V-E-T must have had quite an entertaining time with such a siwwy bean as mine Mummy.
The Thing is...
sick fwom...
OVER-PWAYING!
Wahahahahahahahaha....
Well, of course seeing that he's wefused to eat and stuff, the V-E-T wondered if there's anything sewiouswy wwong with That Thing (which of course there is - That Thing is not quite wight up there in the head - but that is another stowy).
So the V-E-T took his tempewature, felt him all over, wistened to him and evewything.
And found nothing wwong.
And asked mine Mummy some questions.
And weawised that pwobabwy That Siwwy Thing was a bit overexcited by those new toys mine Mummy got. Because he couldn't stop pwaying with them.
And even after mine Mummy and I went to sweep, That Thing dug out those toys and continued pwaying with them!
He pwobabwy pwayed the whole night wong.
And so he ended up with pwobabwy quite tewwible muscle aches and pains yesterday.
So much so that he didn't even want to eat.
Now, isn't he a siwwy thing?
I mean, we all know when to STOP pwaying when we get tired.
Those are after all toys. We can always go back to them after we have wested enough.
But that siwwy thing? No. He has to pway and pway and pway and pway until he can't get up.
Oh mine....
I weawwy don't know what to say.
And you know what?
Because That Thing is so siwwy, now besides having to check out evewything that he eats so he doesn't poison himself, I've got to check out his toys before he pways with them, AND I've got to snoopervise his pway-time! So he doesn't end up wike this again!
Sigh...the work for a gentleMANcat is never done.
Wooky here.
He's alwight now and making a nuisance of himself again.
Now here he is, twying to dig himself into mine Mummy's bag.
Hey Mummy, this mess wasn't done by me! Wook! It's That Thing!
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.
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