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

Thursday, September 14, 2017

No Cat Fights

I am not allowed out at night to have cat fights with other cats. But I meow very loudly at the windows to drive them off. 
It is spring, although the nights are cold.
Lynettea says it is keeping me fit, rushing through the house from window to window. But only one is open and it has bars and insect screen. Better than nothing.
She wants to go to sleep, she says. But if I don't keep warning them off they won't leave my property.
My tail has gone bushy

Has the intruder gone?

Friday, September 8, 2017

Thinking of kitties in danger

I am lying here thinking of kitties who may be in danger in the dreadful storms.  We keep hearing news of Florida and have a friend there. But this is not the only place. Keep safe everyone. Look after your humans and take care yourelves. We hope animals are also considered in the rescues and evacuations.

Saturday, September 2, 2017

keeping your grip

When sleeping at night it is a good idea to keep your limbs under control. Otherwise who knows where you may end up?
After a comfortable sleep, an intrusive photo session.
What will the day bring?

Friday, September 1, 2017

No bucket

What do I want now? I am thinking about my numerous demands.

Thursday, August 31, 2017

She wants me to play with this ball now

This is  called distraction technique. She wants me to play with the ball. We went outside on the halter and sat for a long time in the sunshine. Now I am relaxing again in my enclosure. I need to think about my traumatic experience, but I will do that later. Now I will just spread myself out and relax. No more bucket.

Bucket comes off. What next?

You call that washing? My furs are a complete disgrace.
I need to groom myself all over.


Lynettea washed me this morning with a kitty wipe. This is just before.

Wednesday, August 30, 2017

I set the alarm off

If it wasn't bad enough being in the bucket, I set off the alarm when Lynettea went out to shop. I have to stay close to her I think. Everything seems to be going wrong lately. What a loud noise for my sensitive ears.

Another day in the Bucket

I didn't sleep much last night.
Lynettea refused to open the window, because she said it was too cold.
 I crouched outside her bedroom door for hours and when she came out in the middle of the night and saw me there, she was sorry and opened the window.
I spent the rest of the time supervising the yard from my window perch. It was tiring, as my bucket gets in the way.
I am lying here now waiting waiting waiting.

Tuesday, August 29, 2017

when can I go out?

I can't get through my cat door. It is sunny outside. I want to sit on my chair in my enclosure.
'No, Sasha. You fell off your walkway with the bucket on your head. It's too dangerous!
When can I go out?
'We will try in 2 days time. If you are good.'
I am good. What do you mean. How can I be gooder? MIAOUW MIAOUW MIAOUW!!!
'We went out a short while ago and sat on the air conditioner in the sunshine and listened to the birds singing. Didn't you like that Sasha dear?'
I want to sit outside on my chair by myself in my own place without my halter on.
'Well you can't have everything.'

Monday, August 28, 2017

Cleaning the Bucket

How many days have I been trapped in this contraption? It needs cleaning.
 I can't reach my furs to clean them, so Lynettea is sponging me. She cleans the bucket too, if it gets something stuck on it.  But I have to clean something. Lynettea says it is cat instinct.
When will it come off? That is what I want to know. Or does she plan to keep me in it? Already it feels like forever.

Sunday, August 27, 2017

A cat visitor cheers me up

A cat friend in Queensland, called Marley sent a lovely picture of himself as a virtual visitor to cheer me up. I am still lying here passively, but am thinking about his kindness in thinking of me.
It is warm where he is in Queensland. I will fly there in my imagination and join him on the roof. He is looking at birds in the tree canopy and that would be entertaining for both of us.
Then we could jump down and have a game running across the lawn.

No-one wants to hear

Lynettea says my readers are probably tired of hearing about my problem of being trapped inside this plastic thing around my neck.
I spent most of the night looking out the front window at the street and longing to be free.
It was freezing cold, but I like fresh air.
Now we have the window shut and the heater on and I am getting a well-earned rest.

Thursday, August 24, 2017

still in the bucket

I failed the exam and am still in the bucket.
Lynettea had to bring me home again with it on my head.
When will it come off? My furs must grow faster. Can I bring them up with my willpower?
I am sitting on the stove, which is forbidden. In a moment she will snatch me off.
I have a new flat food tray, so I can eat my crisps with the bucket on.

Wednesday, August 23, 2017

morning in the bucket

I have had a thorough massage and am ready for the day. Lynettea muttered something about the Vet tomorrow. It would be good if I could get out of this bucket. She said she is suffering more than me. She hates to see me in this.   But she is worried I will start licking again.

Sunday, August 20, 2017

Sunday sleep in bucket

Sunday rolls around again. I have had a thorough wash with a hypoallergenic kitty wipe, which I enjoyed, and my furs brushed. According to Lynettea I need to have my furs washed twice a day, because I cannot do self grooming. I don't complain. I would like to nestle and get washed and brushed and massaged even longer.
But I can still groom my toesies and I also help Lynettea groom the bucket.
I ate my jelly food early this morning and will now have a sleep in.

Saturday, August 19, 2017


I don't think she realizes the psychological impact this bucket is having on me.
I sometimes feel apathetic and just lie there wondering when this will all end. Does she plan on keeping me in this device forever. My furs would go grey with worry, if they were not grey already.
I am not eating as much as I did before.

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 grabbed it. She tries to be helpful, I think, but she 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.