Maybe you remember Sophie’s always dreaming about a white tailed prince? Well, Missy found one. What did I say? Missy found a bunch of them. I expected Sophie to be pleasantly surprised but what do you think? Madam complained it was too late, she’s too old for it … decided to stay single.
I have always been a career kitty, never wanted to date. Since I’m getting older too I think one of these fluffy guys would be good company (or maybe both of them). It’s too bad they live far from here and I don’t want to move to another country. Maybe I can get in touch with them on the internet or using WhatsApp. I’ll check with Missy if she can support on it.
When you check out our Facebook page you might have noticed that we’ve shared some of the comics of Prideland. It’s a comic about a lion family: father Rodger, mother Akilah and daughters Jordyn and Keely. We first met them on Facebook, where they have their own page. The comics remind us a little to uncle Michael, who use to write stories like this but he used more words because he couldn’t draw.
Enough said … go check out their page which definitely brings a smile to your face 🙂
Donna published something on our Facebook page, about me abducted by aliens:
What she didn’t tell is that them aliens gave me that thing on the picture. They were such nice and generous creatures, looking and smelling like green apples with big heads and nice big eyes.
Here’s a picture of them:
Sweet looking fellows, right?
So as a memory to my visit (eh … abduction) they gave me a food machine that looks like a flying saucer. They also left a little note, saying: “A gift from us, so you will be reminded to your pleasant stay with us and know that it wasn’t just a sweet dream. Now you never have to be hungry again, sweet fluffy earth creature” 🙂
Miss Donna didn’t pay attention to the new object and I was a little scared of it in the first place. Then I found out it offered food after it bleeped and that made me feel happy. It didn’t take long before Donna “discovered” the advantages of the thing too. I didn’t give her permission to eat from it, but you know Donna; madam needs permission from no one, she always does what she wants. Since she claimed the food machine to be hers, I think I’m going to send my alien friends a WhatsApp message (hope they can receive that in their universe), asking them to abduct Donna and keep her so she won’t bother me anymore …
This is what Donna says about me on Facebook:
I’m really not like that! And if that wasn’t enough, she also posted this:
Well, I have to admit that I would love to get a tasty bone like that
Missy took the photos of the cheetah’s at the Cheetah Farm in Namibia
We found this article and posted it to our Facebook page:
We think it’s crazy black cats are still not wanted, they’re not evil you know … well if they are, so are we!
Never thought my sister Donna could be so animating … well in fact she isn’t, but Missy created a small animation of some pictures she recently took from Donna.
It looks like Donna is saying “yes” to something although I can’t imagine to what. Maybe Missy asked her if she wanted something to eat? It can also be that she shrugs her shoulders, like she wants to say “I don’t know” or “I don’t care”. The last thing she would never say to Missy but she tells me all the time. Or is she panting? Well I guess I’ll never know and Donna won’t remember.
I think this is what all cats are dreaming about:
Did you see this on Facebook?
and this is miss Sophie’s reply on it:
Now I’m asking you: do you think this is fair? The hammock was a gift from the guy next door to both of us and Sophie claims it all the time. I aimed for hammock sharing but she doesn’t want to hear from it.
Remember this story? It looks like history is repeating itself … nothing has been changed in four years … 😦
Have you ever seen this cute?
Toen onze oom Michael hier nog woonde kwam er iedere woensdagavond een clubje oude katers bijeen om het één en ander te bemiauwen. Omdat deze “heren” voor de nodige overlast zorgden heeft Donna hun wekelijkse uitje uiteindelijk verboden. De voorzitter, Grote Staart, was hierdoor dusdanig ontstemd dat hij het vrouwtje een statige brief heeft geschreven. Het leek ons een goed idee om deze brief te publiceren en hiermee aan te tonen dat er nog Heren bestaan in de kattenwereld.
Lees de volledige brief hier verzoek-van-grote-staart