Thursday, April 22, 2010

They Left Me

to fend for myself for 3 days.

It all started on Sunday. Which is just like any normal day, except that you hear more hustle and bustle in the house. Each asking the other to hurry up because 'it's late'. Feet shuffling, bathroom door being open shut, open shut, open shut. Shower water sound on. Shower water sound off. Shower water sound on. Shower water sound off. More shuffling of feet. More shouting. More rushing. Then the great wooden door opens. And it closes. And there is silence.

Checked my bowl. Good. They didn't forget to feed me. Off to sleep.
I rose from my sleeping spot when it is dark. Very unusual for them to not be home. They better hurry. My biscuit bowl is empty. My tummy was growling.
I heard the great wooden door being unlocked. I ran as fast as I could to the sound and lay on my back preparing to be tickled.

Hmm... the people smelt unfamiliar, but I was tickled anyway. Sniffed the two unknown ladies' feet. One I have smelt before, the other no, but they both smell the same.
I heard the cold door being opened. Must be dinner time. True enough it was. Wet tuna was placed in my blue bowl. I ate, but not much.
Where's Chloe?

Spent the night in the dark.

I heard the crows at the window. Must be morning. Ran to the master bedroom to wake HRH and Chloe up. Where's HRH? She normally feeds the fishies in the morning and I follow her around. I climbed on the bed. I smell them, but I don't see them.

Where are they?

When the windows were beaming with heat, I heard the great wooden door unlock. It must be them! I ran to the door and lay on my back.
"Dizzie!" I heard.
Not Chloe. Not HRH. But a little girl. I vaguely remember her touch on my coat, but my memory could not search for her.

Being a normal cat, I hid under the bed. She tried to coax me out. I closed my eyes until everything was gone. Walked to the kitchen and saw food in my bowl. Chloe must have returned and gone out. Silly of me to sleep through it.

I must make sure I stay awake tonight so I can see them all return home and play with me.

I hear the crows. Can't open eyes any longer. Must sleep.

The beams from the window warmed me.
The great wooden door unlocked again! Is it them? Or is it the other them?

It's the girl again. When have I felt her? Where have I smelt her? Where have I seen her?
I hid under the bed again.

Chloe, HRH, where are you?

When I heard the great wooden door close, I came out. I smelled food. I ate nonetheless and hid again. Just in case.
As the windows began to cool down, I heard the door unlock again. There is no way I will be fooled again. I heard "Dizzie! Whereareyooo?"

Familiar voice, but I don't want to go out.

It's Chloe and HRH!!! They've returned!!! I shall start sulking now.

Friday, March 5, 2010

She Forgot My Lunch and Dinner

So I had to investigate. This simply cannot go on like that. I'll starve if this huge problem persists.

Me, being a smart Dizzie started the table. Nothing on the table except for her super noisy kaput-ing laptop, mags here and there, books pens, bits and pieces. Here's a picture. She apparently can't work if the table's empty.

Suspect 1: The table
Suspect 2: the wall
Suspect 3: Everything else near there

These are my prime suspects. But everything can be a suspect.

And so, when she was not around, I did my job.

I took large sniffs and sniffed everything my sniffy nose can sniff while sniffing for suspicious sniffable sniffy items my sniffy nose could possibly sniff.
Nope. Nothing. I found nothing.

It must be something around there.

Round 2 Suspects: mags, floor, chair, dustbin, bags(on the floor) etc.

She finally got her lazy butt out of the pink-spinny-chair-her-butt-kisses-every-single-day to take a bath. I jumped on it immediately after she was out of sight.


I solved the She Forgot Dizzie's Meal Mystery.

The verdict:
It is that chair.
The chair that causes her to not move, skip breakfast, skip MY breakfast, skip MY lunch and forget MY dinner.

Because when I jumped on it, it felt so warm and nice. Nowonder she wouldn't want to get out from the chair.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

She Finally Found It

Unfortunately for me.

I was fast asleep and she took this picture of me. Makes me look like I'm doing some a-go-go dance when I woke up with a jolt. Eyes opened+ brains say 'act cute' + body wouldn't budge= ugly picture. Not pleased.

And here's another picture Chloe took. She wanted me to show you guys how much I've grown.

Hehee... didn't intend to pose, but I've grown tthhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiisssss MUCH


Thursday, February 4, 2010

And So

they changed the bed covers again!
You could have guessed what I did but I'll tell you anyway.

It was really fun hiding under in between the bed and bedsheets. I love the smell of fresh clean cloth.

Chloe gave me a hard smack on my bottom. She said I was being a pain. It's reflex for me to try to scratch her but I was blocked by the bedsheet and got my beautifully groomed claw stuck in the new bedsheet instead. Embarrassed.

I've been watching Chloe typing away from under her bed. Now I'm yearning for the bed. But Chloe has gone to take a bath. So I'll take the opportunity to tell you the story of my life.

It started when I came fro...OH NO! I don't hear the shower anymore! I hear the bathroom door being opened! Goodnight!

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Locked Outside

The family left the door ajar so I walked out to the place where they put shoes.

To cut the whole story short, they locked me out without realizing I was outside, until they took out the rubbish.

I am THAT important in the family.

A few minutes ago, I was inside the bedroom warming up the corner of the bed, like I always do. This time, I was locked inside. I miao-ed asking Chloe to open the door for me. She left the door ajar, expecting me to open it myself. I could. But I was so tired! I just wanted to get out and sleep, and there she was, standing outside, doing nothing, but call my name.

Knowing she wouldn't open the door for me, i jumped from the table and stuck my head out and used my neck to nudge open the door.

Chloe wanted to give me a pat on the head but I bit her instead. Hah. That's for not opening the door for me.

Thursday, August 20, 2009


Top secret lahh... you think I'll give you the link meh?


Kena tipuuuuuu!!!!

But the blog mentioned is at large and you can't find it =D


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