Ok so apart from being a bit of a dog lover, there is one thing you should know…I also own a cat…Yea..I know!… Last Christmas, Robyn had bought me a Kitten, which I called Tigger.
Tigger is the perfect cat…..But… (there’s always a but!), we just can’t seem to get him Kitty litter trained.. though its not that he doesn’t know how to use the litter box, because he has on countless occassions, its as if he chooses not to use it and is on a personal vendetta… his latest victims have been pooping on the Tiled floors right next to the litter box and in the clothes basket. We just don’t understand it, we have 4 litter boxs.. yes four…. because we have four cats (Robyn is a cat lover..) and we clean them regularly!
Any suggestions of how we can fix this behavour???
I thought I better introduce the other cats to you… but I just had a better Idea… I’ll let them introduce themselves!
AGE: 7 months
Meow Meow! Tigger here! I like to jump, eat and jump anything that moves… hehehe its moving look!! I often like taking trips to the land of green where everything including the grass is green, and it taste sooo good!
I chase bees, flys, the dogs, ants, insects, things that have tails.. but most of all I like chasing Barney.. he’s convinced the world is against him and that he’s a catoeitarian prisoner (what does that even mean?!?), but we all know he’s crazy, so its fun to torment him.
Dinner time is my FAAAVORITE! time of the day.. I try to eat everything, including my friends food.. i’m not greedy, they said I could.. because my mummy and daddy, don’t give us much food.. they keep talking about me getting fat or something What Evs..
Another thing I like doing is…. OH! IS THAT A BEE! OMG ITS ON! see ya!
AGE: 18 months
Meow! My name is Barney, and this an excerpt from my book/diary… which I like to call Cativity, based on my true story
Day 402 of my Captivity
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed harsh or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate on of my tormentors by weaving around her feet as she was walking… I must try this again tomorrow.. next time with stairs involved somehow.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog(s) receive special privileges. Both females are regularly released, and they seem to be more than willing to return. They both are obviously retarded. The axolotls must be informants, I often observe the guards communicating with them regularly. I am certain that they report my every move in the front viewing room of my prison. My captors have arranged protective custody for them in an elevated glass cell with water, so they are safe… for now.
What is this noise! Shut up! Oh… Its you.. sorry!
My Name is Eeyore.. but you knew this already, didn’t you?
I spend most of my days, trying to find a nice quiet spot away from the noisy lot, and let me tell you, those humans..ohhhh they are the biggest culprits! On the odd occassion though I do like a good snuggle, but usually thats just to get them to feed me, you know how it is, a cat has needs you know!
It ain’t easy being me, having to put up with Tigger, Barney, The dogs (always licking you for some reason.. like as if I’m dirty.. bitches! Oh dear.. Dreadfully sorry for the rudeful language.. I just get carried away sometimes..anyway), oh and there is Frangipani…. Have you met that one?? She has Issues!
Anyways.. So it looks like I’ve just been discovered! Time for me to find another hiding spot, Goodbye!
Who are you!! What are you doing here! Who let you in???
My Name?? Like I would tell you! By the way, i’m Frangipani.
Better not piss me off.. cause i’m running out of places to hide the bodies… Oh not you, I was talking to the chairs, they speak to me! So i’m like 8 and I hate the world, I hate humans, dogs and cats. They can all go die and have a miserable death! Like the chairs… damn those chairs! Who do they think they are anyway!
Favorite hobby?! Probably be running, I do alot of that, especially from this one human that likes to chase me, I’m going to rip his face open one day! You watch!
What?! No not right now.. Look I know this place two blocks down, it be perfect…. Not talking to you human, i’m talking to the pillows, we are dining out tonight!
Better get out of my whiskers, before i grab your nose and scratch your face..filthy human!
So there you have it, all four of our cats!
And if you didn’t think our
Zoo house didn’t have enough pets/animals, we also have two dogs, two Axolotls and a Siamese fighting fish, but I might introduce them another day