Model cat

The Other One has a new cell phone that has a better camera than the previous one. So, as always, I was the model she picked to try it.
Am I a mancat model or what? (Sorry, Rumbles, I borrowed your idea.)
I think the camera is good, but, what camera wouldn't be with me posing for it?


Ola kala!

Good ol' Facebook

I've been a little lazy lately, I know.

But today I wanted to write. What did I find? That The Other One was using MY COMPUTER to check her Facebook account. Well, the truth is that it's her computer, but when I use it it's mine, right? Anyway, I told her that, "if I can't use the computer, I will sit at your side and read everything that you write".

She was a little uncomfortable, but allowed me to stay. That Facebook has a lot of things going on at the same time and you can read almost everything that your friends write on their pages, it appears in your page instantly. I don't know if I should open my own Facebook account. Are you in Facebook? What do you recommend?

My gift basket!!!

Last June, I wrote about a great news I received. Cokie the Cat sent me an e-mail telling me that I won a gift basket The Anipal Times raffle for @Schmittysays' New Yorkie gift basket generously donated by schmittysays.com! Well, I finally received it and I'm very exited!

But first, I want to talk about Schmitty, The Real New Yorkie. I took the information from the label of Schmitty's beautiful plush:

Schmitty the Real New Yorkie is a five pound pooch living in the big city who's puppy love for canine couture and posing for cameras came in handy after 9/11 when Schmitty started a greeting card company to give back toher brave firefighter friends. Schmitty continues to give back 5% from the sales of her New Yorkie and Real New Yorkie products to good and worthy causes.

Wow, Schmitty has a big and beautiful heart! More information here.

Now, my gift. Mom brought this really big box and I was amazed, I love boxes. But Mom told me that the box wasn't the gift, the real gift is inside; so I went inside.

I love boxes!

Mom and The Other One helped me take the things outside. Do you want to know what was in my gift basket? Here they are:

A lot of things!

Schmitty sent me a set of beautiful cards with different themes and the beautiful Schmitty, too.

I don't know how to write with a pencil, but I surely love this beautiful notebook.

This leash is personalized with Schmitty's trade mark; beautiful color, don't you think?

I told Mom I want to be like Schmitty and have my own calendar. This one has pretty pictures of Schmitty and healthy do's and dont's. Really clever idea.

Finally, Mom allowed me to check all my gifts.

In the basket came also a t-shirt. Here Mom was trying it on me. I think that my husky body (as you know, I'm not fat) will fit a little tight there.

Then, I checked the collar. Here I'm reading the instructions.

Schmitty even sent me a beautiful plush.

I even took a little nap with Schmitty's plush; a good nap company.

I wanted to make sure that Mom didn't leave anything in the basket.

Then came that nosey Prince to ckeck my box.

Mom told me that, as a good brother, I have to share my gifts with the rest of the family. I don't like the idea, but I think she's right.

"Come on, Piru, I never receive anything."

He said hello to Schmitty.

And he tried on the cap, but I think that it doesn't fit him well.

He decided to take one of the cards, the John Lennon "Imagine" Memorial in Central Park, card. It's just his style, he said.

The Other One loves caps, so I let her have it. She was thrilled.

Schmitty also sent me a very big and practical canvas bag. Mom loved it and said that it will be perfect to carry her books. So I let her have it; she's my Mom, after all.

Then, Liah came to check out the things.

She inmediately fell in love with the plush, barked at it a little and then started to play. Now she takes Schmitty's plush to bed every night to curl up with it. Mom and The Other One were laughing so much with Liah playing with the plush that they took this little video. I think you're going to laugh, too.



Note: No plush were harmed during this film.

Finally, Liah tried on the t-shirt and it fitted perfectly on her. She looks pretty, doesn't she?

Cokie and Schmitty, I'm deeply touch and grateful of all the joy you have bring my family with all these beautiful gifts. I'll remember this all my life.

Ola kala!

Good mistake or wonderful oversight

Oh, my dear friends, yesterday was a great day. Mom left inadvertently one of the fun park's doors open.So, I roam free for more than three hours. What else could I do? This was my first unsupervised hangout in the new house. Ah, those three hours were an absolute delight. I walked, and walked... touched every inch of grass I saw.

I did some exercises.

Checked everything around.

I even checked Mom's car, you know, to be sure she has a save ride.

I walked, and took a nap of course, inside a wooded area.


I checked the premises of the cat-wash to make sure it is a good construction.

And I saw strange critters... oh, I'm sorry, it's just my sister Kala.

I even tried to go farther, but the neighbor have three snappy dogs and they wouldn't let me near their house. Because of them I didn't go visit my other neighbor's yard. But, don't tell Mom this was the real reason. I want her to believe that I am capable of staying around and near the house.

The problem was that, after all those hours, food was needed, so I called Mom. When she saw me she said "how in the world you got out there?". "Simple Mom, you left the back door wide open and I thought it was open for me to leave. Don't blame your mistake on me, I behave, see?... nothing happened to me. This is enough prove that I am responsible to be left alone in the yard."

But no, it wasn't enough prove for her. Now, I'm back into the fun park. She's so overprotective.

Too lazy

I'm too lazy today. See?

Wag-wag, happy tail: Prince

Prince and I like to spend some time in The Other One's apartment. I like to sleep on her bed, well, on her pillows to be more exact.


Prince goes every morning and meows until she gives him wet food and some prawns. Then, he shows her some love: he throws kisses at her and let her pet him.


Today, he was in a specially good mood and even sat at her side at the sofa waging his tail. No wonder Mom calls him "the romantic cat"! Here's proof.



Ola kala!

An extension of the fun park

Mom is in denial: she thinks that I like to be confined to the so called fun park (jail, really). That's why she continues to make extensions to it thinking that I'm going to feel more comfortable. This time she and The Other One planned and designed an area for Prince and me with dirt and grass on the floor. I have to admit that it was a nice try, but I still prefer to be free to hang out wherever I want. Mom and The Other One like to put names to the extensions of the fun park. The first three areas were: "the master room"(with bath of course), "the first balcony and dining room" and the second balcony. The new extension is called "the cat-wash". Is that related somehow to water? Maybe, because it has an area where we can get wet if it rains, but at least we can get some sunbathing, too. Anyway, here's the new cat-wash and some movies about our first impression when we explored it.

The cat-wash.

Mom bought the cage, but she and The Other One made the cat-wash.

At least, there's enough space for Prince and me.

I miss my free hang out days.

Now, here are two videos of me and Prince exploring the cat-wash:





Tell me, will you be happy in a fun park like mine?
Ola kala!