Electrical storm

PA..PA..smile..flash..smile...flash...Wow..I am not too familiar with thunderstorms - i've been in this world short of 2 years...and I don't remember experiencing this high energy, loud noises coming from above....

Do you remember your 1st thunderstorm??? Any idea what it was like? Well it was a surprise to me! The sound of the universe was being heard! I don't know what was the fuss about. I loved the wild feeling of it. I had a great day hunting a few lezards maybe they could see it coming because they seemed very distracted. The wind was picking up, a few drops came down...don't like that so much - I mean I'm equipped with a super-duper waterproof fur however a big drop landed on my nose...don't like that - too heavy too wet too splashy...so went under cover and was overcomed by the romantic feeling of it all...it was like a frozen moment: nobody moves, no sign of life outside - just the universe tearing up the sky...

One of my habitat

I've got the best Bougainvillea in town! Its my jungle, my fav playground - here is why:

They are thorny, woody vines...I climb through the labyrinth hoping it will sustain my weight..My shaky ascent makes a paper noise - the rattle in my brain makes me want to go further, deeper...and then...my head comes to the surface. I'm covered with everything I collected on my way...which triggers my housemate to burst into laughter...

Another Sunday, another sin

I kept my cool

It's pitch-dark and I'm snoozing like everybody else in the house when suddenly a flash light appears through the window, we hear a knock on the door and the voice says: POLICE.

It's freaking 4:30 am in the morning and we are trying to collect ourselves - I mean my housemates are collecting clothing in order to be presentable when it crosses my mind...oh sugar!...maybe they are here for me??? You know I've got this hobby of delivering gifts to my loved ones - I don't exactly bring them back to their owners...I like to scatter over the neighborhood so maybe it will grow into a collection?? Anyhow, I can see those 2 policemen don't have a sense of humor - I decide to take a very strategic sitting position (near exit) while my daughter - is going bizerk - I mean really: she's running all over the living-room, wild screams come out of her mouth and she's climbimg on the windows to escape..she obviously has problems with cops...Finally housemates and policemen have some kind of exchange...situation is cleared....wrong address....phew...Good I kept my cool!

Big ears...

Open to air waves...

I heard this song on the radio from a Swedish rap/reggae singer (yeah I am fluent in Swedish): "Everybody wants to go to heaven, nobody wants to die!"
Yeah, me first!! Any idea how cats' heaven looks like??? Probably like a large open fur store..Maybe we get to let our coat go - like there's some kind of magnet field (vacuum like) power - you're stripped...back in your birth suit...wait a minute I was born with a lot of hair...aaahhhhh I was special! Some kind of designer gave me gogoboots and socks..I don't qualify as a Tuxedo cat I heard...shrug...Do I need to look like I go to the casino everyday??? Nooooooo....But those gogoboots, man! they take me wherever I want...and I get to act like Brigitte Bardot singing These Boots Are Made For Walkin'...

Family Feud

I was fully enjoying my status of favorite in my house when this little snoot decided to semi-move in...

Yeah let me tell you about my situation. First I was young - did not know better - this Siamese hunk came to me and little did I know, I was expecting a bunch! The surprises of life...so part 2: Reality hits me and my great aunt. We go through the motion and here we go: I've got kittens that I have no idea what to do with...which is fine in my culture...nature takes over and kind neighbors help. In a nutshell, I've got 1 daughter left leaving next door at the great uncle. This little twitt has no clue - no restrain...She springs out of nowhere - starts purring as soon as a hand is about to reach her...mama mia...a total MANIAC! What am I going to do with her???

Busy watching the neighborhood

It's been a while, I've been busy supervising the action in the neighborhood.

My great uncle decided to repaint the house...big deal...a lot of commotion...Boy, the renovation started: you would have seen all of us jumping out of the windows left and right...We don't like too much banging, sanding...Paint residues in our fur..the whole mess - I don't look myself these days...so say the old adage: One must suffer to be beautiful...So after endless cleanings of my coat on a daily basis....Finally the house is back to its original. Looking like the little house on the prairie!