Oh Boy!! Definitely made a mistake this time.

Buddy here ....
Well - you could say it has been an interesting week or so.  I really got myself into trouble this time and it's taken quite a while for Mum to even speak nicely to me at all.  

Really though - it wasn't ALL my fault!  No really ... it wasn't, I swear!  She is always threatening to 'deal' with me - so how was I to know??  I call it self defence - I think she called it a 'vicious' attack.  (Drama Queen ... and no, I'm not going to say that out loud where she can hear me)

What happened was - she decided that we needed a bath - some complaint about dust, dirt and ants. I found myself in a sink of soapy water with a running tap.  Now seriously, wouldn't you be a little worried about drowning??  Especially as there was no Dad to protect me?  

Anyway, a couple of little nips didn't stop her, and the water was getting closer to my face so I panicked, and in self defence latched onto her arm.  I got a good grip as well - she had to force my jaws open.  I escaped and took off and she had a tea towel on her arm to stop the bleeding.  

The long and short of it was she had to go to the Emergency department at the Hospital and ended up with some huge antibiotic tablets for a week.  Her arm still got a bit infected anyway.  Luckily she didn't need a tetanus shot - or she might have come home and really drowned me.  Apparently also lots of people have been saying 'Poor Buddy' which hasn't been well received. 

So .. what have we learned from this??  I've learned to not come running every single time she rattles the food bowls.  She says she has learned to wear welding gloves and have backup support!  

And we are back on speaking terms again!  She's stopped snarling at me and even cuddled me last night. 

Oopsy! Made a mistake!

Hi everyone,

Buddy here ... you know the cute adorable new kid on the block?  Sorry, none of us have been in touch for a while - but parents decided to lock office doors while they were at work so we couldn't use the computers.  Luckily, they forgot today so here I am!

Actually I'm a little worried - I think I may have gone a little too far yesterday.  I went hunting across in the vacant block and brought my prize home - and up over the side fence, onto the back veranda - all still wriggling and about 80cm of it!!  I was SO proud of myself!

However, that's when things got to be a bit of problem - once Mum got through screaming, I had the back door slammed in my face - and she phoned Aunty Deb and said I could go live with her and she didn't care if the dogs ate me, in fact, she hoped they did!  She was pretty damn upset, I can tell you. 

Dad grabbed a big stick and hit my prize over the head a few times till it stopped wriggling - then he threw it in the garbage bin.  Then we all ended up inside with the doors locked - but Mum wouldn't have anything to do with me.  She called me a damn furry red *****!   She's still mad at me even now - and she's not leaving back doors open either, even if we're outside.

I can't help thinking I might have made a teeny little bit of a mistake!  

New Kid on the Block

Hello everyone,

Thought I would check out what the big cats are up to - looks like fun!!  

Hey guys, my name is Buddy and I am the new kid on the block.   My brother and sister and I were the last lot of cute adorable furry ones that Mum and Dad brought up.  Mum found a home for my brother and sister and I get to stay here... so obviously I'm their favourite!!  
(Although Uncle Hugs says it is because I was too stupid to be put anywhere else - but what would he know?? I think he is just jealous because I am so little and cute.)

And I am not stupid - just very adventurous!!  Although I will agree trying to share the dog biscuits when they were having their dinner possibly wasn't my best move.  I didn't know I could run that fast... but I gave that dog a good swipe anyway - and Mum just stood on the veranda laughing her head off at me.
At least Dad cared enough to come and get me down from the tree.

Anyway, everything is all quiet out there... and I am bored.  I should go see who I can annoy play with.

Talk to you all again!

Silver Lining in every cloud.

Hey beautiful fans, Mr. Hugs here,

I have decided that the kittens are not so bad - or kitten anyway, as she found homes for two of them.  We are now down to one extra, who is obviously staying.  It could be worse, I guess.

And to make it all good - I have found a way to get even.  I am teaching him every little trick I know, and he is driving them CRAZY!  And I am laughing behind my paw, while trying to look innocent.  I think Mum suspects that I am involved as she keeps asking what I'm up to - but she hasn't been able to prove a thing.  

He is a bit of a bully though - and that has earned him a few good smacks from Mum and Dad.  I also think he is pretty dopey as he doesn't quite seem to get the message, but it makes life amusing for me. Maybe that's because he had his head stepped on when he was little?

Our new problem is the two dogs in our backyard.  I think they belong to Aunty Deb, and we have been told they won't be staying for too long.  I'm just trying to figure out if we are locked inside to protect them or us??

The woman is crazy!

Hey Guys, Smitty here.  

Now I am behaving like Hugs...but I think she is crazy, finally flipped out is what I think!  

She has spent weeks if not months telling me not to go over the fence as I would get caught by cat eating dogs - hmpf, as if I can't look after myself!  Although, I have to admit, she had a point.... the hounds from next door missed me by that much last week - in fact, I think I lost some fur from my tail, they were that close.  Probably only got away with it because I have a stumpy tail.

Now what happens?  She has put two damn dogs in my backyard!!!  Barking, teeth and all.
I have to ask myself, is she trying to tell me something here??  Because if so, just say it already woman - don't try and feed me to the hounds.

Still not happy...

Mr Hugs here again - you know - the gorgeous one?  However it seems that everyone has forgotten that little fact - and those squawking things are still here!!  Only NOW they are mobile, and stealing my food.  A fact that everyone seems to find amusing - everyone but ME!

One of the little rats took a bread crust right out from under my nose, and then hissed at me when I wanted it back! The barefaced cheek of it!  They better not try that trick with my bacon, is all I have to say. 

And although Mum and Dad said we could help discipline them, apparently just looking at me is not seen as a good enough reason to smack them around a bit. When I do, then Smitty is right there to cuddle the blasted little nuisances. Even Tabatha has joined the traitor ranks and is cuddling and washing them.

How much longer is this going to go on?? Am I the only sane one around this place??

What the Hell??

Hi Everyone, Mr Hugs here,

And I want you to know right up I am NOT happy.  I don't know what has come over the blessed woman - in fact,  I am positive she has totally lost her mind.

We have three new kittens here at home with us!!  She darn well went out the other night, and deliberately brought home three new screaming mouths to feed.  I have registered my profound displeasure with this situation as clearly as I can - but no-one appears to be taking any notice of what I have to say. And it is going to take a lot more than bacon to make this right! 

Smitty, the damn fool, is helping her with looking after them.  He reckons the sooner they are trained and old enough they will be gone.  Cause Mum said so, apparently.  Did that happen with us, huh?  No! Traitor, is all I can say! 

At least Tabatha is showing some sense and staying away from the squealing things.   Good Lord, do they never shut up?? 1.30 in the darn morning!! A man needs his beauty sleep, I tell you.  It takes hard work to look this good, and this situation is not helping at all.

My suggestions for a solution are falling on deaf ears here, and now she seems to have sucked Dad and Aunty Deb into her craziness.  

What is a cat to do??