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Orkney's Yappings

We're Lovin' the Summer Time

We love the summer time; we love to lie around outside on the concrete and in the garden, and go a-hunting. Last night I brought a mouse inside and flipped it around for a bit. That was fun! Later in the evening, Arrow, Bunty and I clubbed together and got Mummy a big rat. We were so excited waiting for her to come to the door and see our surprise present!
I brought another mouse in tonight, and I let that pipsqueak Nugget play with it for a bit. Now Mummy can play a game we all enjoy: Find the Dead Mouse in the House. I wonder where the little fella put it? MOL!
We're still training the Dog Guy. He's a bit of a slow learner, but he has worked out how to get the lid off the Purina tin and fill the dipper with kibble for us. He still calls us by slapping his leg and saying "Here girl," though. I kid you not.

We've Been A Little Bit MIA

I can't believe it's been nearly FOUR MONTHS since Mummy let any of us write in our diaries, and we haven't been able to keep up with all our friends' doings as much as we would like to. For this, I apologise profusely. (Seriously, we have found it more difficult since the site upgrade. Remember when you could log in straight to the community homepage and everything would pretty much be right there in front of you? We can't figure out how to do that any more and we found that the recent activity listings on the home page seemed to be all out of chronological order, which resulted in us reading the same diary entries several times over thinking they must be new ones. In the end we just found it easier to bypass the community page and go straight to our regular group if Mummy was pushed for time.)
But I didn't come here to whinge, or to detail Mummy's inadequacies (I mean, there just isn't that much space!) merely to apologise for not being present as much as I would like. Mummy's pathetic excuse for not giving me enough Catster playtime is that she has been trying to find us a Daddy. I'm not sure how she went about this, maybe she just put up a sign in the newsagent's window saying "Crazy Cat Guy Wanted". Anyway, she goofed slightly and brought us a Dog Guy. Sheesh! Doesn't she know how hard it is to convert one of those? We've put him through a few tests, but Mummy said we had to stop barfing on the carpet every time he comes over and we're working on being cute now.

One Heck of a Week!

Mummy seems a little tired this weekend. She says it's been a heck of a week, starting with last weekend when she blew up the mixer attempting to make cupcakes. A couple of days after that, she stepped it up a notch and blew up the car. Since we don't live close to public transport, she's had to do a bit of walking. Well, a LOT of walking. A couple of days later she borrowed a car to drive around in. When she got home from picking it up, the phone line was dead. Hmmm, had she somehow blown that up as well? The next day she went to visit some sharks to see about getting a new car. I didn't know sharks had cars. Anyway, she says that just in the nick of time as the sharks were about to pull her under, she was offered a car by a friend of hers, but she can't get it until next week. Meanwhile, she drove the borrowed car to work on Friday and, no, she didn't blow it up. Somebody else smashed into it.
And just to blight MY week, the evil red heeler next door has reproduced, raising the dog population around here to five.
There's a happy ending though - the phone repairman came and fixed the phone line so we could get back on Catster!