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I am continuing the blog of Diamond, cat sage and haiku poet.

Friday, March 30, 2007

catnip

A picture of my catnip plant.
I tried to put this on my blog this afternoon, but couldn't open the files. I had to get Lynettea to fix some of her mistakes on the computer. She had to remove a new program she downloaded and reinstall her other programs before I could find the picture. I might put a picture of my grass on later. I will ask Lynettea to take a picture of some of my grass clumps. She put one of my clumps out in the sun to make it shoot more and it is now very vigorous. She has to cut back one of my cat grass clumps in the garden quite a lot. I usually wee on it actually (sorry to be rather crude).
Today I jumped on the back fence. I only had time for a quick look at the place at the back before Lynettea dragged me off and carried me inside. I don't think I am in her good books after I spent some time recently in the cupboard with the plates and cups. It wasn't my fault that she shut me inside. I couldn't help it if she couldn't find me anywhere. I was quite keen to leave the cupboard by the time she found me.

p.s. I think couch grass is my favourite. We have some growing near the front gate so I can chew on it. Lemon grass is quite nice too, if you try the new shoots. I am a bit of a grass connoisseur.

p.p.s tigers like lavender. Did you know that?

Sunday, March 25, 2007

me on the flokati rug

Another photo of me lolling around. I am enjoying a spot of sunshine on the flokati rug. It is a bit worn, but I didn't do that.
A new cat has moved in next door. Lynettea looked at its disc label, which said Wallis and a phone number. She decided to call the cat Wallis. I suppose it was easier to call it that than use the phone number as well.
"Wallis" jumped on Lynettea's lap when she sat down. I thought that was a bit much. I didn't mind so much when "Wallis" was just lying down on the path.
I think "Wallis" is a bit of a busybody, as he leaps on the windowsill and stares at me lying on my futon. I think I deserve a little privacy when I take my midday nap!
We had a lovely run this evening, as daylight saving has finished and it was quite dark. Lynettea said she saw the Milky Way. I didn't see any milk, which didn't worry me. I gave up milk after kittenhood. "When I became a cat, I put away kittenish things."
I saw another cat at the end of the street and ran after it. Lynettea also ran fast and stopped looking at the milk. AT LEAST SHE GOT A BIT OF EXERCISE!

Saturday, March 24, 2007

Hot Diamond



Hello Kitties, I have been away so long you may have all abandoned me. Lynettea has been so busy on the COMPUTER that I haven't been able to get a paw to the keyboard. Instead I have spent quite a bit of time lolling here and there and gathering my strength. Here is a picture of me lolling on the cool wooden floorboards.

In summer I usually take Lynettea for her walk down the street after dark. That way I can attempt to teach her a bit. She is a lamentably slow learner. Pivot and stalk with the sudden stop after a dash are not easy skills for her to learn. She hasn't learnt to use her nose at all. I try to show her by example 'sniff, sniff' at the car tyres and clumps of vegetation, but she stands there inertly, sometimes looking up at the sky and saying things like,

"That is Orion's belt and sword, Diamond. Can you see that bright star? That is Orion's faithful dog Sirius."

If I hear a dog I know to return home quickly. I make a few markings around the place on bushes and trees. If Lynettea doesn't know how to do it I have to show her. Well kitties, I hope I haven't lost all my new friends.

Miaouw, miaouw!

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Poem for Lucy


Here is a tribute to Lucy, who passed away suddenly before I was born. She wouldn't come in when she was called at night. Kitties, don't run onto the road, it is full of terrible metal monsters with big glowing bug eyes. Lucy was four years old. Read her tribute poem on her special page:http://www.flippyscatpage.com/tribute-lucy.html
See Lucy's picture in my message below on cat vaccination for FIV. In case you are sad, I will think of a nice cheerful message to write next time.

FIV VACCINATIONS


Hello Kitties! This is a note I am typing in from Lynettea:

Please let your humans know that there is a vaccination for FIV now. Maybe it has been available elsewhere for some time, but it has only been available in Australia for a couple of years.
This is a picture of Lucy that Lynettea drew. Lucy came to live with Lynettea many years ago as a little kitten, not even six weeks old, when her human passed away suddenly.Lucy inherited FIV from her Mum.
My Comment:

I don't like having my vaccinations either. I have heard some of you kitties wingeing about a trip to the vet and I probably make more fuss than I need to. I hate riding in the taxi in my carrier and complain all the way. Lynettea feels she has to keep apologizing to the taxi driver. (MY VOICE is rather resonant). You don't want to get any of those nasty diseases though, do you?

Thursday, March 8, 2007

me and the Peruvian bear

Lynettea tells me this is a bear from Peru. It normally sits on its special Seagrass Chair in the kitchen.
If you want to sit in the chair you need to nurse the bear. "Which can make you feel more relaxed," she says.
I didn't feel relaxed having my photo taken with the bear. It was rather a nuisance and I ended up sitting on its hind paws.
A pity Lynettea has cut off the tip of my tail in this photo.
Can you see the extraordinarily alert expression in my eyes?

Contemplations in the Wardrobe

Because of the other cat, a rather elegant blue grey creature with green eyes, I need to check the wardrobe regularly to see if I can catch it inside. So far I haven't had any luck in catching it. Sometimes it even seems to be in someone's arms being patted. Curiously that is always when Lynettea has picked me up and is urging me to look in the MIRROR. "Look Diamond, what a pretty cat!" she says, but I don't like to look and duck my head down to see if I can catch it slinking away through a crack.
Inside the WARDROBE I like to sit on top of the coathangers for a while to think. Sometimes when I am feeling meditative I contemplate such classic cat questions as "Where the Sardine? or "The impenetrability of Meouw". If I get shut in by ACCIDENT I sometimes contemplate the deepest cat Question of "Whither".
Lynettea tells me humans don't think about that much, judging by their behaviour. We cats believe that deep contemplation of "Whither" was what led our ancestors to first adopt humans. Maybe we will have to look to some other species to meet our needs in the future. I won't say anything about that to Lynettea, as she would be upset.

Tuesday, March 6, 2007

Cat Poem

Well, I think this is funny!
MISSING THE CAT
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