Thursday, January 29, 2009
Mouse Hunters
Flynn: It has still been raining most of the time here, but as soon as it stops, mum has been taking us for walks again. She sez if we don't get out quick in between the downpours we'll never get out.
We haf been taking her around the fields to look for mousies. There don't seem to be many around. They must haf got washed away in all the rain. Mum sez not to worry, they will soon be back when Spring comes along. We hope so although Eric isn't allowed to eat them any more. I just like to play with them. I often let them go free so I can catch them again but sometimes they go dead while I still want to play. Mum sez I am mean to them, but I think it's them who are mean for not playing long enough.
We haf been taking her around the fields to look for mousies. There don't seem to be many around. They must haf got washed away in all the rain. Mum sez not to worry, they will soon be back when Spring comes along. We hope so although Eric isn't allowed to eat them any more. I just like to play with them. I often let them go free so I can catch them again but sometimes they go dead while I still want to play. Mum sez I am mean to them, but I think it's them who are mean for not playing long enough.
Labels: mousies, walking in the fields
Saturday, January 03, 2009
Mouse Tails
We had two mousies for Chris Mouse, (we think they are twins) from our holiday auntie.
If you pull their tails they run and bounce along the ground.
Huh! Where do you think you are going?
Aaarghh they are ganging up on me now.
I'll get my own back, I'll put the bitey on him.I have a confession to make. Dad weighed us this morning. Mum said she thought I had put on weight because I was too heavy when she picked me up. The last time I was weighed, I had put the weight back on after I was ill and was back to 21lbs. Uh-oh, today I was 23lbs. The Beans are not pleased. Flynn is still 16lbs. That is his normal winter weight and he goes down to 14lbs in the summer.
The treats have disappeared and our morning crunchies have been halved. We still get our normal Stinky Goodness at night. Flynn is not happy because 15-16lbs is a good weight for him.
Mum thinks I have put on so much because I am eating special crunchies for sensitive tummies and now I am not yakking all the time, I am putting on weight. When she fed us this morning, can you believe we could see the bottom of our dishes. Yup you heard that right, she's starving us. If anycat could teleport over with a secret stash of treats we'd be very grateful, but don't let the Beans know.
Labels: Eric has got a fatbutt, mousies
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Two Erics and a Flynn
When we wuz looking in the fields furr mousies on Thursday, the Meezers said we should take dad's tractor and drive up to Fat Eric's cuz his mum saw mousies in their garrij eating the fevvers seeds.We thought that wuz a great ideer, so we went to visit him and had lots of fun chasing the mousies around his garrij. His mum thought we wuz playing herds of thundering ellyfants. After we rounded up the mousies, which were furry tasty we might add, we asked Eric if he wanted to come back wiv us and try some Devonshire mousies.He thought that would be a wunnerful ideer.
We took him to the hay barn and he got reely eggsited cuz he said he had never seen so many rats and mice. We chased them efurrywhere. He even had a go at driving the tractor. It wuz a bit skeery when he wuz driving and watching the fevvers flying at the same time cuz he neerly drove over Big Eric who wuz watching a mousie unner the bale of hay.
After all that eggsitement we were all eggsawstid and napped in the hay. When we woke up sumfing strange had happened. We all had the same dream that a mousie wuz watching us nap, and wuz giving us loving kisses.It wuz such a vivid dream it wuz almost as if it had reely happened.Fat Eric said he had to go back to London then cuz his Beans would wonder where he wuz, but we all agreed we had the bestest time, and that we would haf to do it again.Eric said he would teleport home so we didn't haf to drive the tractor all the way up the motorway and back again.
We took him to the hay barn and he got reely eggsited cuz he said he had never seen so many rats and mice. We chased them efurrywhere. He even had a go at driving the tractor. It wuz a bit skeery when he wuz driving and watching the fevvers flying at the same time cuz he neerly drove over Big Eric who wuz watching a mousie unner the bale of hay.
After all that eggsitement we were all eggsawstid and napped in the hay. When we woke up sumfing strange had happened. We all had the same dream that a mousie wuz watching us nap, and wuz giving us loving kisses.It wuz such a vivid dream it wuz almost as if it had reely happened.Fat Eric said he had to go back to London then cuz his Beans would wonder where he wuz, but we all agreed we had the bestest time, and that we would haf to do it again.Eric said he would teleport home so we didn't haf to drive the tractor all the way up the motorway and back again.Sunday, February 17, 2008
Easy like Sunday morning
This is a small pony stable but there is no-one living in it at the moment. Dad brings over some hay and straw furrom the big barn and puts it here ready furr when the horsies need it. there is a skylight in the roof that lets the sun shine in, so it is a good place to take it easy on Sundays and efurry other day of the week.
Sometimes when we are sitting here we can hear a mousie in the straw so we haf to watch and listen. We can't yooshully get them because the straw is on pallets, and the mousies go unner the pallets where we can't get at them. If we sit very kwiet and patient, sumtimes they come out cuz they don't know we are still there. Then POW!!! we get them. heheLabels: mousies, sitting on the straw, waiting
Monday, December 03, 2007
Mancat Monday
Mum let's us go in the hay barn. It's exciting in there because we find mousies hiding in the hay bales.
I'm on lookout duty to see if they are around. I haven't seen or heard any yet.Have yoo had any luck yet Eric?
I'll just have a quick look around up here, ok Flynn.
Nope can't see any. I'll just haf to do my mancat pose instead.
That's enuff of that, I think I'll have a nap while Flynn keeps looking.
I'm on lookout duty to see if they are around. I haven't seen or heard any yet.Have yoo had any luck yet Eric?
I'll just have a quick look around up here, ok Flynn.
Nope can't see any. I'll just haf to do my mancat pose instead.
That's enuff of that, I think I'll have a nap while Flynn keeps looking.
Labels: hay barn, Mancat, mousies
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Proverbs
We haf been tagged by Yao-lin furr a proverb.
A proverb is a simple and concrete saying popularly known and repeated, which expresses a truth, based on common sense or the practical experience of catkind. They are often metaphorical.
Here is HRH Yao-lin's Proverb:
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a royal feline in possession of a good human slave, must be in want of nothing.
Here is our proverb:
A mouse in time keeps the hunger pangs at bay.
I tag the following cats for this meme:
Rosie (Eric's girlcatfrend)
Talking of mousies, we wuz hoping to haf lots of compooter time yesterday, but mum sed our mousie had died.WE DIDN'T KILL IT HONEST!!!!!
Mum's got a new mousie now and it's got a big red eye unnerneath it and we keep trying to pounce it.
Mebbe now after all the time being purrizziners and mousies dying we can git back to normal. PLEEZ MUM!!!!
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Thanks Flynn
Flynn catches lots of mice but he only likes to play wiv them, not eat them. When they stop playing wiv him, he gits bored and gives them to me.
I was here napping on the chair and I heard Flynn come back. Look Eric he sez, I got yoo a mousie. I wuz furry tired but I leaned ofurr to haf a look at it.
So I had to git down and haf a look. I whapped it to make sure it wuz dead. Well I didn't want to waste enerjy having to chase it.
And then I eated it rite up. Yum yum.
Fanks Flynn, that wuz tasty.
I'm lucky to haf a brofurr who's a mighty hunter. It saves me having to yoose up my enerjy.
I was here napping on the chair and I heard Flynn come back. Look Eric he sez, I got yoo a mousie. I wuz furry tired but I leaned ofurr to haf a look at it.
So I had to git down and haf a look. I whapped it to make sure it wuz dead. Well I didn't want to waste enerjy having to chase it.
And then I eated it rite up. Yum yum.
Fanks Flynn, that wuz tasty.
I'm lucky to haf a brofurr who's a mighty hunter. It saves me having to yoose up my enerjy.
If yoo notiss the roses behind us, that's part of the cat garden where all the Befurrus Cats are buried. Each one has a diffrunt rose in as near a culler as possybull to the culler that cat wuz. The roses aren't looking furry good yet and a cupple need replacing, but mum hopes it will soon be in full flower.
Labels: befurrus cats, mighty hunter, mousies
