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

Thursday, August 17, 2017

at the vet

Fortunately the waiting room is empty. I have a rain shelter on.
A pack of dogs arrived just after I wrote that. The vet nurse carried me in to the vet's room 2 to wait. It sounded as if the dogs were annoyed at one another. Bark! Bark! Bark!
Then the vet came in and examined me. I had good marks for furs growth, but failed at getting the bucket removed.
After that we went home.
I took Lynettea out for a short walkies to destress, although she seemed relieved to be home. We took Uber both ways and the drivers were helpful loading my cage.. And it didn't rain. My waterproof sheet nearly blew off in the wind, but it didn't, as Lynettea gtabbed it. She tries to be helpful, I think, but sje doesn't take enough notice of what I tell her to do.
Now I have to go back again in a week. Will it never end?
When will my normal lifestyle resume?

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

resting comfortably

I tried to go hunting again last night, but it was rainy. She says I am not allowed to hunt. She said the skink had gone from where she left it, so perhaps it was only stunned. If so, it is still out there for me.
What! I am not allowed to touch it?

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Life in a Bucket

 I am able to sleep comfortably, now I have worked out different positions, as the bucket flattens when I lie on it. I can eat my soft food and my crispies. I can drink. Sometimes water drips on the surface of my bucket when I drink and Lynettea wipes it off.
I am not doing as much dashing around the house, but I jump onto the tables and benches and the bed and the sink, as usual.
At first I had to feel my way along the walls, but the edge of the plastic scraped against everything. When I came to a piece of furniture, or a door frame, the bucket jammed against it until I managed to edge to the side. Now I am walking further from the walls and do not have this problem.
Today it was raining and I stayed inside.
Yesterday we went for two lots of walkies, because Lynettea says she wants me to have as normal a life as possible. In the middle of the day I took her down the street for a sniff around. Not too far from my house, but further than usual. Then, at twilight, I took her down the path at the side of the house. Lynettea stood staring vaguely around, as usual. I sat very quietly, watching and waiting.
Suddenly, quick as a whip, a fat skink darted out from behind a bin and dashed across the path. I leaped forward and snatched it into my mouth.
What a fuss! Lynettea picked me up and tried to get me to drop it, but I had it inside the bucket. She tried to prize my mouth open. Then I dropped it. Then she tilted me so the skink fell out of the bucket. Even though I was wriggling and twisting, she carried me inside, shut the gate and unbuckled my halter.
Then she went out into the garden again. When she came back inside, she said the skink was dead and she felt sad. She likes lizards. Sometimes I think she likes lizards better than cats. She said she had put it in the garden among the bluebells.
I ate my usual packet cat food for dinner. Fresh reptile might have been better.

How to sleep in a bucket

This might be useful information for other kitties, so Lynettea suggested she take some photos of me to share.

Sunday, August 13, 2017

nice piece of sunshine

Even if your head is in a bucket you can still enjoy a nice piece of sunshine.
I have worked out how to eat my foods and went for walkies on the lead.
I am getting complete all over washes with kitty wipes twice a day.
I have the window open at night so I can see through the grill and insect wires to check what is going on.
A couple of things I haven't worked out yet.
Lynettea says it is too dangerous for me to go on my walkways.  So I have to stay in unless on my lead.

Saturday, August 12, 2017

Princess Aurora passes away

As if I don't have enough problems. I need to let my friends know that my fish friend Princess Aurora suddenly passed away a couple of weeks ago. I think it was more than two weeks. Directly after that I got this furs loss problem.
The fish are missing their Princess and have not decided who is in charge of the pond. I am not even allowed out to visit them now, as I nearly fell off my walkway while wearing the bucket yesterday.
I am allowed out on my lead only.
This is a pity for the fish, as they are in urgent need of supervision.
Princess Aurora passes to Rainbow Bridge Pond

head in a bucket

I need your best wishes, fellow kitties.
I can't seem to get this inconvenient thing off my head. I have to feel my way around the walls. My food is now on flat plates and paper, so I can eat. This bowl was too difficult. I can lie down in an awkward position. What it is all about I don't know.
Just because I licked my furs.

Friday, August 4, 2017

Lurking and hiding

I went into my velvet house very early this morning so Lynettea could not put any of the nasty tasting fluid on me. She is hoping that I don't lick or scratch anything.
It has been very disruptive. My furs look messy and I am not getting any cuddlies. Lynettea does not want to get any of the stuff on her, she says.
I stay up during the night, guarding the house.
The night before last, while SHE slept I caught a cockroach and killed it. Not a word of thanks for defeating the cockroach armies trying to invade from the garden. I am taken for granted and now my furs are covered with muck.
I might just stay in here and not come out.

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

nasty wound

I have a nasty wound and had to go to the vet yesterday. My vet said it is a self inflicted trauma. It might be from an insect bite, but I don't have fleas.
Lynettea has to put liquid on it that tastes bad and I am not to scratch or I will get the bucket, she says. On my head. I wonder what that is.
I had a miserable night.

Thursday, July 13, 2017

It's sunny outside, Sasha

Why don't you go outside, Sasha?
Who is that?
Lovely sunshine in your enclosure.
But I am already very busy.

Monday, July 10, 2017

Not much to say

Not much to say, because I am back to my new routine of sleeping in the velvet house during the day and coming out in the late afternoon.
I feel comfortable about the new arrangements. My velvet house is on one end of the lounge and one of my other cosies is at the opposite end. This gives me a reasonable choice. I am in my other cosy at the moment, doing a bit of grooming.
Lynettea spoke quite sharply when I tried to help her on the computer.
There is hardly any room for her to sit and watch TV. I prefer her to watch some TV, as she can cuddle and pat me at the same time.
Other than that? I went for a quick walk outside to my new grass clump and to check for foot traffic on the street. We soon came in, as I saw some suspicious humans. (Lynettea says I think everyone is suspicious.)
I tried to supervise Princess Aurora while she was eating. Lynettea said Aurora does not like me a centimetre from her nose. But she doesn't seem to mind. We go eye to eye.
Lynettea says if I get too near the fish they will get indigestion and she tells me off. How does she know that?  She seems to think she knows everything and I know nothing. The fish do not look as if they suffer from indigestion.
I am the one who suffers. I am told not to go here and not to go there, so in the end I don't know where is best. So I go everywhere.

Saturday, July 8, 2017

No posting for a while

I have been spending all day in my velvet house and only coming out at night, so haven't been posting.
This morning I had my photo taken while resting on the bed.  Lynettea says maybe that phase has passed.  What does she mean by that? She says she does not enjoy little paws stabbing at her if she goes to the front of the velvet house.

Saturday, June 24, 2017

I am using my velvet house

After all the fuss about giving away my things, I decided to use my velvet house after all. Lynettea says there will be no room for anyone else to sit on the lounge, as my other cosy is at the opposite end.
But what is the problem with that?

Friday, June 23, 2017

My things should not be given away

Today we had a visitor. One of Lynettea's friends came to see us. The friend had a kitty who is now by herself, as her other kitty passed on. Lynettea offered the kitty one of my cosies, a velvet house that I only used once, long ago. She thought it might make the lonely kitty feel warm and safe.
But I thought not.
Although I had not even seen my velvet house for a long time, because it was hidden away at the top of a cupboard, I decided to keep it.
I sprang inside and curled up for a long stay.
So the friend decided not to take it after all.
Am I selfish?
Lynettea said it is okay, as her friend can afford to buy another cosy if she wants. But she thinks I won't keep on using my velvet house, so it is a waste.
But the other kitty might not like to use it either.
We kitties make up our own minds and we like to change them too.

Sunday, June 18, 2017

I am a movie star. Even the fish want to feature me on their website. I have my special place called "furry friends". Here is my latest YouTube video, tiled " Sasha grooms his tail".
It is very educational.

Sasha Grooming his Tail: guest post on Princess Aurora PondFish

Here is the video on YouTube

Lynettea said she thinks it is funny. It is a serious business, grooming. That sort of comment just shows how far humans need to go in understanding feline etiquette.

Saturday, June 17, 2017


I can't believe it is the weekend already.
I haven't had time to get used to it yet. Hopefully I can get up late without news of further disasters.
We must have a conference about not watching any news for a week.
What is that? The morning newspaper?
Give me a break!

Thursday, June 15, 2017

Still in Trouble

We still aren't getting on all that well.
Part of my duty is food tasting  and quality control.
Lynettea doesn't like me doing that. When I took the  tiniest lick of her soy carob drink, she chased me up the hallway.
I am seriously thinking of advertising for new staff. This is beyond a joke.
This is my 1111th post.

Wet Furs

Don't ask me. First it is a grumpy day and then being shouted at for sink jumping this morning and now a case of having to lick the furs dry.
When Lynettea went outside a short while ago, she found one of the pot plants on the bottom of the pond, rather than on its slate shelf.  A trail of water splashes led from the pond to the back door. I have been sitting on the kitchen floor, licking my furs.
A mystery. My tail furs are the wettest part.
Lynettea tried to dry the wettest furs with a paw print design microfibre cloth. She said it is especially for me, although I haven't used it before.
My tail doesn't appreciate too much vigorous drying, so I rushed out through the cat flap.
I think the fish may have been surprised that I joined them in the pond, as they know I do not like getting wet. But they didn't say anything.
I have gone back to my viewing platform now and Lynettea said I am looking very dignified.

Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Sasha listening to the Blues

My video of me listening to music. It is on YouTube. I hope it works. We are still very grumpy here.

Sasha listens to the blues

Sasha Grooming


I don't like being called Sasha the Slasher. But she needs discipline.
Patting me one day and leaving me the next day is not good enough.
I gave her head a biff with my open paw as she walked past the bookshelf, ignoring me. That made her jump! She screeched that she didn't want claws in her scalp.
In that case, why leave me all day?
I haven't been for a walk in two days and my furs have not been massaged or brushed for two days.
 And what about huggies? 
Why are you busy and where were you?
Your place is at home looking after me.

Monday, June 12, 2017

More about my bedroom

My bedroom is more like my studio apartment, as it also has my workstation and the TV viewing area. Of course I have a separate area for eating and a toiletry area elsewhere in the house. Then there is my outdoor rumpus room, where I keep my fish.
But my bedroom is a special area. I spend the morning lying in when it is cold and I also have my fur groomed here.
Lynettea is supposed to sit here for a while at night watching TV, so she can hug me and we can keep warm together. But sometimes she does something else. I don't like that. I have to keep reminding her that it is my TV time. I reach up to her and miaouw and tap her shoulder.

Sunday, June 11, 2017

my untidy bedroom

My bedroom is full of things to play with and three beds. My beds are my cosy on the lounge, my igloo and my summer bed on the floor. I also have two tunnels, my bear chair and my scout paper bag. I love jumping on the bag, as it makes a crackling sound. Another short tunnel also makes a crackling sound when I run into it. That tunnel is a good ambush tunnel.
Some of the bears have jumped onto the floor to play with me. After playing hunt the ball last evening, many of my toys are scattered or in hiding.
I think I will stay in my cosy for a while, although Lynettea has got up. It is a cold morning.

Friday, June 9, 2017

What was in the Box?

When Lynettea opened the delivery carton, I found three boxes of my special premium jelly style food and one box of my premium gravy style food.
After Lynettea unpacked them for me, I had a game chasing my woolly ball in the carton and Lynettea shot a video of me practicing short leaps from the carton.
Now we have a YouTube account, the fish and I wish to take advantage of it.
We are not sure if this works, but will try.

Thursday, June 8, 2017

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

getting ready to blog

I prepare myself first by making sure I am perfectly groomed.
Then I scan the room and reflect on what I wish to convey in my post. The human also needs to be ready.
Since this is for Hug Your Cat Day, I note that Lynettea hugs me every day and often I give her a hug too, as I think she needs it. I like to sit on her knees and stretch my body up hers. I am so tall that I reach her chin. I put my paws up to her shoulders and site there while she gives me my usual massage brush going over. This is often accompanied by hugging and followed by a baby brush grooming.

This is a Hug Your Cat Day blog hop. I got the linky from Athena Cat Goddess

A note on the Dove Murder

Lynettea told me she heard a jingling when she went outside this morning and a scrambling noise as if a cat was leaving over the fence. So she thinks a stranger cat must have come in and murdered the dove.
I could have told her that another cat was visiting, as I have been charging around looking out the windows and my enclosure at night for some time. She might have listened to me, but humans always think they know best, I find.
So she thinks it would have been the turtledove that grew up in a nest in our grapevine several years ago and stayed around the place. She has no evidence for this theory.
Anyway I suppose we could have a period of mourning, as she says. Except it should not prevent us doing everything I like to do. I prefer to think of it as a period of celebration of the dove's happy life loitering around here.

Monday, June 5, 2017

On Patrol

A few days ago, I found a prey. Lynettea dragged me away from the spot, as usual. She thought it must be a lizard and for some reason she loves lizards and does not like me carrying them around gently in my mouth or dabbing my paws at their tails when they fall off.
Lizards have very loose tails that fall off at the least little thing. They can fall off just by my looking at the lizard.
Anyway this was not a lizard. Lynettea made me go inside. She picked me up in a very undignified fashion. I did my best to alert her by wriggling all my limbs, but we went inside anyway.
The next day when I took her out, we headed straight for the same spot and I started sniffing and probing at the edge of the wheelie bin. I knew I had to alert her. She started pulling me away again and saying, 'No lizards, Sasha,' in that annoyed, sharp tone she adopts.
Then she decided to pull out the bin.
What a shock.
A dead oriental turtledove was lying underneath. We wondered how it had got there. Lynettea said she had not run it over with the bin, so we didn't know. I was made to go inside again and when I came out next, the dove had vanished.
I sniffed around there for a few days when I came out, hoping it would come back.
Just as well I am careful in my Patrol Duties.

Saturday, June 3, 2017

my scouting bag

I sit here and think of my future life as a scout. Lynettea has not bought me my special equipment yet. Scout cat rucksack is my first requirement. In it I will put my water bottle and hunting equipment and a woolly rug to keep me cosy at night. I need a cat scout tent for comfort when it is cold and rainy and my food bowls.
Lynettea asked me who was going to carry all this. I hadn't thought of that.
I wonder if she could carry it for me.

Sunday, May 28, 2017

strange position

'How come you are sleeping like that, Sasha? Is it comfortable?'
'I am allowed to sleep in on Sundays'
'Sasha, you sleep in on most days!'
'Well, we are on the cusp of winter and it is raining. What else am I supposed to do? Eat?'

Saturday, May 27, 2017

autumn sunshine

Streaming through the window: autumn sunshine.
Lying on the bed: sleeping cat.
Lynettea: 'Sasha why don't you go into your sunny enclosure, or take me out for my walkies?'
Sasha: Silence. Eyes shut.

Monday, May 22, 2017

Pond Fish Video

It is a bit cold and rainy and I am inside in my cosy on the lounge. Lynettea took a little video with her phone of the Pond Fish I supervise, just after they ate their breakfast. I said I would put a link to it on my blog, as they do not have many friends.

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

My reflections on yesterday's trip

I have made some points to Lynettea about what happened yesterday, and I expect her to take notice.
1. She is far too domineering. She thinks she can organize me as she wishes. I am a male kitty and not used to being in second place.
2. I felt humiliated at being pushed and shoved around and having people speak over my head as if I was not there. The Vet spoke to Lynettea and concentrated on pushing me around on the table.
3. It was easy for the Vet to shove me around on the table, as I went rigid and was able to be spun around from back to front as he wished, without a struggle. I may not be as compliant next time.
4. My body may not have been hurt, but my ego was bruised. I will take some time to get over this humiliating treatment.
5. I stayed outside all afternoon and evening as a punishment to Lynettea. Normally I would have come in and snuggled in my cosy, or played with my toys in the lounge room, or rushed up and down the hall and done a spot of sink jumping. So she missed out on some positive interaction.
6. I need several weeks notice of any disruption to my routine.
7. The neighbour from next door is forbidden to enter the house again, on pain of my severe displeasure.

Monday, May 15, 2017

What a Magnificent Cat I Am

My veterinary surgeon, Andrew, was very pleased to see me again. He weighed me and gave me a very thorough physical examination. I am 4.9 kilos. My legs are working fine. They did not need to have their extension stretched.  They are very extendible already without interference. The needle for my vaccinations was pricky when it was stabbed into me. But I didn't complain. The worm tablet was not well flavoured. And I prefer my nails long so I can hunt better.
But I suffered all this without complaint. Andrew said to Lynettea that I was very well behaved.
Afterwards we came home in a Uber car, so we were not stuck in the waiting room for hours.
But now I need some stress free time in the warm sunshine.

where are we now?


Everything is quiet. We are waiting for something. Lynettea's neighbour, Orla's mother, went home after helping Lynettea imprison me in this cage.  I feel something may be about to happen, but I am crouched here in the dark, waiting.


No one notified me of a trip.
I don't like it in here. 
Where are we going?

Saturday, May 13, 2017

Saturday Treat

I was allowed to stay on the bed this morning for a while, as Lynettea said she was busy. I think she is going to toss me off now. Maybe we can go for a walk in the sunshine.

Thursday, May 11, 2017

Time to Go

Now. Time to go is Now.

not right now but maybe soon?

If she is good I might take her out. Not right now.
Maybe soon.
After I come down I will wap her around the legs a bit, for going out and leaving me here.
The sunshine looks nice.
Are you ready?
You are busy now typing notes into my bloggie?
Desist, I say! Take me out at once!

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Sleeping In

Now the weather is cooler, I find it difficult to get up early.
Lynettea opened the blinds and switched on the computer.
Eleven o'clock already? Just time for a second nap.
No, I don't intend to sleep my life away. Why ever would you think that? You can make the post for me. I need to conserve energy.

Why would you need to conserve your energy. You have been sleeping all night while I kept my ears open for intruders. It is hardly fair to expect me to keep watch all day, as well.

 No I don't want a fur brush right now, at this minute. And I don't want cuddlie, or a walk, or a photo.
Leave me in peace.

Wednesday, May 3, 2017


The clouds have gone and I have climbed onto a chair to soak up some sunshine.
 We went out earlier to give Lynettea her walkies under my supervision.
When I jumped on the red-lidded wheelie bin to get some warmth, she started pushing it along the path to put it back behind the gate. Perhaps she is training me to be a Bob the Cat character, I thought.
It was too slippery when she tilted it and I sprang off.
 Then she thought we would go into the street again. Sorry, she needs to behave better if I am to take her out with me. We went back up the path and I took her in.

Monday, May 1, 2017

locked in

I went underbed when the air conditioning system was being serviced this afternoon and Lynettea shut the door so I would not be disturbed. Then she forgot I was there.
When I got out of the bedroom it was dark.
Here I am eating my dinner. End of a long day.

Sunday, April 30, 2017


Lynettea bought me this paper bag toy used by real scouts at the scout outdoor centre, when she got a rucksack. I think the rucksack is too big for me. I will be old enough to join scouts in a few years, I think. I am practicing my skills.

Saturday, April 29, 2017

Ready for a Game

My favourite time for a game is late evening.
Here I am, ready to rush out and demolish all the wrapping from the day's shopping. I batted this box around the room. The best game was crunching the giant brown paper bag and hiding inside.

Friday, April 28, 2017

Rugged Up

The weather has turned cold and rainy, so Lynettea has covered my igloo with rugs to keep me warm. She has relocated it under the umbrella. 
I am hardly getting a look in to maintain my blog. She says she is working on another project.

Friday, April 14, 2017

what to do next?

I have had a massage all over with my kitty massager and my baby brush. My food trays are full. It is midnight. What anout a run around the house?

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Sunshiny Day

I have been reclining in my outdoor cane igloo most of the day. Lynettea carried out all sorts of housework this morning while I snoozed. Of course I had to listen to her sweeping and washing, but it is soothing to hear one's human servant at work.
As a reward, I took her out for walkies after lunch and inspected where she had swept up the leaves. She did a good job. Some leaves were still left for me.

Sunday, April 9, 2017

Adjusting to normal time

I am having difficulty in adjusting to normal time after we finished daylight saving time last Saturday. Lynettea goes to bed even later than before and it is more difficult to get her up early. The best hours of the day are being wasted.
I am back using my winter cosy, as the weather is cooler.
And she has reduced my posting time, because she says she is busy.

Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Passion for Pasta

I love it when Lynettea cooks pasta. I love to help her. I love to get a pasta spiral and suck it. If it is good, i suck it a little to make it mushy and flexible.
For some strange reason I am not allowed to do this. 
When I tried to do it this evening, she made me go into the hall and shut the door.  Never mind, when I got into the  kitchen again, I managed to lick her dinner bowl before she could stop me.
Then we went outside with the halter on. As soon as I went through the gate, a big raindrop fell on my back, so I ran back inside. Then it poured with rain. Just as well I warned Lynettea. Otherwise all her clothes would have got wet.

Tuesday, March 28, 2017


When my food bowl needs filling, I stare at her until it is refreshed.