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

Saturday, April 21, 2018

Inspecting the Visitor

So much cleaning and tidying. I knew something was up. But I decided to sleep outside in my cane igloo and see what happened. Then I was too late. The first visitor managed to get into the house and as far as the kitchen and I was stuck there, staring through my cat door, instead of rushing in and diving under the bed.

She was thrilled, of course, as she thought I had forgotten her picking me up. After all it was several years ago.
But I hadn't forgotten (of course). I just decided to wait for any signs. This time she didn't dare to grab me and only spoke respectfully to me from a distance. I let her look at me and even come outside to look at me more closely.
'Well done, Sasha!' said Lynettea.
It doesn't take a lot to please her.

Friday, April 20, 2018

lizard or snake?

Lynettea dragged me away from a small prey on the path and then said, 'That looks more like a snake than a lizard!'
It wriggled off with a sideways motion into the garden. I wasn't allowed to go after it. It was as big as a skink.
We have no picture of it, so I am just showing me sprawling on the paving. It was hot again today. And it rained a teenie tiny bit. Then the sun dried it up.

Thursday, April 19, 2018

Is this toy trying to touch me?

'You have never played with this toy, Sasha. '
What do you mean by that?
'The friend who gave it to you when you were a tiny kitten will be visiting on a couple of days. It would be nice for her to see you playing with it.'
Whaaat? The friend who picked me up? You know I hate strangers picking me up.
'She definitely won't pick you up, Sasha.'

Look, the toy is trying to poke me in the head!
'The toy hasn't moved, Sasha. It is inanimate.'
What does that mean? It is poking at me.

Wednesday, April 18, 2018

Update on Walkies

I have decided it is better for Lynettea to stay home all day, so she can be ready when I decide it is time to go out.  That time happened around 2.45 pm today. She was about to go out shopping but I stopped her by signalling it was now time for walkies.

It is good that she was alert. I walked to the gate and got her on the halter. She had a nice walkies following me under some overhanging bushes. Then I sampled some of my grass from the outside pots and scrabbled around a bit. A pity she is not good at crawling, so I had to back out of some places.

We noticed someone has put up some tall trellis against the back fence without asking us. Lynettea was surprised to see it. Maybe they can hear me meowing and are afraid. Well it is just a barren piece of paving on the other side of the fence anyway. Our side has trees and bushes and a clump of lemongrass.

At least I have given her some mental stimulation for the day.
This is an earlier photo, as she didn't take any while we were out. She has to concentrate on me.

It isn't the right time for walkies

It is warmer again. Yes. I know I have just got up, 'late' as you call it at 11 a.m.
 But I have been busy most of the night looking out the front window for any threat from the street. And I also had to run through the house looking from side windows for any intruders and check the back yard from the observation post in my enclosure.
It is hard but necessary work. Tiring, too. I hope you are grateful.
 As you are a human, I expect you won't be grateful.

'I am grateful, Sasha, for all your care and hard work.'

Well I need to groom myself now and no matter how much you beg and plead with me, I am not ready to take you out for walkies. It isn't any use waving the lead at me, or rattling the gate. It is nice and sunny up here on my walkway and I intend to stay.'

Sunday, April 15, 2018

What happened to summer?

Four days ago it was 18°C hotter than now. (64.4°F). From 36.9°C (98.42°F), on Wednesday 11 April to 19°C (66.2°F) on Saturday. Boiling hot, flake out on the floor weather to under the rug weather. I know it isn't really cold, but the changes are difficult. My furs start to thicken up and then they shed. And then they have to grow again. The furs are confused and so am I. This is supposed to be autumn.

Thursday, April 5, 2018


I am a good model. But my eyes are shut. Just resting after playing with the ball.

Sunday, April 1, 2018

Happy Easter!

Some greeting images for fellow kitties. I feel the one with the rabbit and flower theme is more suitable for junior kitties. It was Lynettea's idea.
I didn't push any Easter Eggs off my table either. It is a made up image in case you are worried.
We did have a friend over and I let her give me a little bit of patting.
Happy Easter Everyone!

Tummy Rub

After having a tummy rub in the morning, I like to spend quite a bit of time having a quality sleep in.

Sunday, March 18, 2018


In between helping Lynettea  with a spot of laundry, I groom my toesies.
I am not sure what is the point of all this washing in any case. It takes up a lot of time. It is more convenient to grow furs.

Athena's Caturday Art

Happy St Patrick's Day!

Saturday, March 17, 2018

My Pet Bequest Form to RSPCA

Lynettea had to fill in my details for the RSPCA pet bequest program in case anything happens to her. There were only 500 words to describe my purrsonality, which I didn't feel could do me justice. She said I was nervous of going away from home and loved playing with her.
Only partly true. I might not be nervous if I really got going. It is the starting out that is so difficult, the wondering about what might happen.
I don't really want to be bequested, but Lynettea says she has to safeguard my future.
 I am already in the program, but they got a new computer and failed to transfer my details.
Not a good look!!!

Friday, March 16, 2018

A New Home!!!

Is she serious? I was waiting for my jelly food to be put down. My gravy food was still in the bowl, only partly eaten. But I really wanted fresh jelly food.
So I gave her the teniest tiniest slash with one of my clawsies. It hardly touched her.
She started, and then turned around and said, 'If you keep on scratching me, Sasha, I will have to look for a new home for you.'
Well I ask you! I leaped from the bed and sat in the corridor on a flat scratching board. When she came out, I stared at her, my beautiful eyesies wide open.
'I am really serious about that, Sasha,' she said, glaring at me. 'Really serious.'
Then she put my jelly food in the bowl.
 Instead of leaping at it, tongue scooping at the foil packet, as it usually does, I sat still on the kitchen counter, where I had jumped after leaving the scratcher in the corridor, and stared at her.
'What's the matter, Sasha? she asked. 'Don't you want your jelly food?'
I didn't move. Just sat there on the counter, which is another forbidden place.
'Oh, I am sure everything will be alright,' she said. 'Don't worry.'
Then she picked me up and put me near my plate, nose pointed to the bowl.
The enticing scent of the jelly forced me to eat. Actually I couldn't stop myself once I was sniffing it.
But should I worry? My clawsies have a will of their own.
On the other hand the servants might be more compliant at a new place.

Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Are my clawsies poisonous?

I accidentally gave Lynettea a scratch on her right index finger on Monday evening.  What a fuss! If she hadn't tried to pat my beautiful long right arm while I was lying down gently grooming my pretty furs, this wouldn't have happened.
On Tuesday evening the pharmacist told her she should see the doctor, as animal wounds could be serious.  She made a doctor's appointment and then came home to feed me before going back to wait.  Luckily we live nearby or I might have really suffered. Food is a very important matter.
Now she has had a tetanus injection and is taking antibiotics and it is supposed to be my fault? I don't think it is my fault.

Monday, March 12, 2018

Cool Change

After the heat of the last days, we have a cool change. It is a public holiday, so with little traffic in the street we can have the front door open for a while.
I feel more energized. The last few days I have spent lyimg around thinking of icebergs and hoping one would drift northwards from the pole. The nearest we got to it was a few icecubes from the fridge.

Friday, March 9, 2018

another hot day resting

I was on my futon in the loungeroom, then I moved. Went outside under my bus seat, where it was like a dark cave, then was persuaded to come in for a session with the massage brush.  I enjoyed that. Now I am resting on the floor under the ceiling fan. Lynettea put a selection of beds for me to choose from.

Keeping up with the blog

I haven't posted for a while.
Lynettea said I can't expect to have visitors if I don't make any posts.
But it is difficult to make posts when your human doesn't help at all, even by taking photos.
Perhaps she thought helping with my birthday celebration was enough for her to do all year.
I am sleeping in. Even though it is 2.40 pm I am still on my eiderdown on the loungeroom floor with my beautiful green eyes tight shut. If I stay quite still she might not disturb me by trying to kiss me or something.
We had a noisy time over the weekend with aerial displays right over the house. I felt stressed and even ran under the bed a couple of times. These planes were noisy, but not the worst. Some sort of jet made a hideous noise right above the roof.
The car race is finished now. But I ask you, 'what is next?' I dread to think!

Friday, February 16, 2018

You are safe with me, Sasha

I look up suspiciously. What is she up to now?
Oh no! I am fading. I am sure I had more colour!

Wednesday, February 14, 2018

Cats stay for meowgaritas

Several of our visitors stayed during this evening. We had cattails, mostly meowgaritas, although some preferred to mix theirs with nip. Fortunately we have catnip growing semi-wild in the garden. I don't take to it at all, preferring a bit of cat thyme any day. But some kitties got so stimulated by rolling in the nip plants that they had to stay in the bedroom for a while listening to soft music so they would calm down.
The nip was flattened, but no doubt it will perk up in a day or so.
After supper, Lynettea gave the remaining kitties a massage with my massage brush. Most found this very relaxing. The house was full of purrs.
Then the last of our visitors went home, with purrs of regret that they had to leave. I think the turning point was when Lynettea told us that she would have to leave early in the morning and would not be able to provide bacon sandwiches and micecream for breakfast. Most kitties said they had to go back to supervise their humans, but we wondered.
It is quieter here now. I am still rather over stimulated (according to Lynettea). I had to supervise the younger kitties and it was tiring work. I had to drag some of them off the woollen wall-hanging and rescue others who had fallen in the pond. The fish said they were glad the felines had now gone. But they told me that they were pleased I had had an exciting birthday.

Birthday food

Some kitties stayed over for breakfast. But this was the supper before they tucked in. The house was a bit messy afterwards, but Lynettea said it was only once a year and she hoped we all enjoyed it. There were several other tables, as she couldn't fit all the requested food on this one. She spent a long time trying to find the virtual food and packing it all on the table for us. The table is a virtual table too.
I think I may have a few unbirthdays as well this year.
We ate so much we have all slept in this morning and are now preparing for a very late breakfast.
We had to be quiet playing games, as Lynettea was trying to sleep.
Next year we will have the party a bit earlier and make a lot more racket.

Tuesday, February 13, 2018

Sasha's 5th Birthday Party

I have been very slow in putting up an invitation for Sasha's virtual birthday party. We have been for a long walkies and sitties outside, with Sasha conducting me about on my lead, to keep me safe. We are now settling down and wondering what food to provide for visitors. Please use the comments to order what you would like to eat. We have an extensive virtual menu. After the food we will have various kitty games and entertainments, which I hope will not prove too damaging to the house. We still have to live in it tomorrow.
Welcome to all of Sasha's kitty friends!

What now? Still my BIRTHDAY

I got a new scratching post. I sat on the bottom carpeted part for a long time. Lynettea went out. I thought she was supposed to play with her 5 year old on his BIRTHDAY.
So then she came home.  It is going on evening meal time. What else happens on my BIRTHDAY?
You invited some kitties around to play for my BIRTHDAY TEA?
Well THANK YOU  to my faithful friends who visited, in any case.
I will be up at least until midnight to see if anyone else comes.

Lynettea says she will be in bed by then.
I might think up something especially exciting for kittoes to do.
Oh! That is forbidden? We will see!


My birthday. Up early. I am going to have a whacko time. First a sprint through my house with some high jumping.
More later.

Monday, February 12, 2018

What is This?

The shopping trolley is blocking up my sleeping area.  I hopped on top, but couldn't see what was inside. Why is she leaving it out? She set the alarm for early.

Cusp of My 5th Birthday

Since it is the cusp of my fifth birthday, I thought I might have some extra latitude, but no.
'Walkies, Sasha?'
It is a cool mild evening. Perfect for some lizard hunting and jumping over fences. But no.
'Don't do that, Sasha! You musn't hunt. You mustn't climb. You mustn't jump. Don't lick at that. It might be poisonous to cats. Wouldn't you like to go inside, Sasha? You love looking out of the window.'
I bet she has forgotten my birthday.
The fish had a complete makeover of all the plants in the pond. Nothing for me. Just look at my scratching post.

Our Book Launch

Lynettea showed me the photos of the Book Launch we have both been anticipating for so long.
She said the launch speaker, Rob Walker, read out Diamond's poem (which is now mine by inheritance), with great feeling. My Human it is called. The audience was very responsive to it.

There is a gallery of photos of the launch by photographer Martin Christmas on her new website, if any kitties want to see it. There were no kitties there at all and no dogs either, so it probably isn't all that interesting.
Launch Photos

The humans were laughing a lot and there was a lot of noise. So I probably would not have enjoyed it. It would have been nice, though, if I had been near the microphone when My Human was performed. That would have given a more realistic perspective.

It is my birthday tomorrow. I wonder if Lynette has forgotten. It will be my fifth birthday.

Thursday, February 8, 2018

My poem will be read at the book launch

Well I think it is really Diamond's poem that will be read. He wrote it before I was born. But since he passed on all his possessions to me, maybe it is partly my poem too.
The launch speaker, Rob Walker - a famous poet, said he wanted to read it. So Lynettea agreed, on my behalf as inheritor of the poem. She didn't ask me. Humans are like that. Anyway I WANT to have the poem read.
 My Human, it is called and it is about Lynettea and Diamond. The Australian National Library published it in a little book some years ago, called a Little Book of Cats.

Although I am not on this new website of Lynettea, she is insisting that I advertise it for her. She couldn't use her old website anymore, as they stopped allowing her to transfer any files from her computer, so she can't put on anything new or change anything. is the new website.
It has a lot of pretty artwork from her murals. There is also a gallery of animated poems in the sidebar.
But I notice there is no longer a special cat area for me.
But I have this blog, in any case.

Monday, February 5, 2018

A Delegated Entry

I am writing this on behalf of Sasha. He woke up after spending the last part of the night snuggled in his cosy on the lounge and was preparing for a relaxing morning there, when our neighbour, a very kind and cat loving lady, knocked at the door.
Unfortunately Sasha is frightened of our neighbour, as she has assisted me in getting him into his pet carrier to go to the vet. He must have a long memory, as it is months since he has been. The fur has grown back around his neck and of course he hasn't had to wear the bucket for months.
Just the sound of her gate clicking and then ours clicking was enough to send him rushing for the bedroom.
He spent some time under the bed and has now gone outside to relax in the heat.
I worry about him being outside in this hot weather. He is inclined, though, to go under the bus seat and rest there. I have set up a velvet cat cosy on sheets of shade cloth, so it must be quite comfortable. The mock grass covering the bus seat droops to the ground on one side and I have placed cardboard sheets at the back, where the seat goes to the side of the enclosure, so it is like a little tent and gives some relief from the heat.
He asked me to make an entry on his blog for him.
He is getting quite excited, as the launch speaker on Saturday will be reading one of Diamond's poems.


Thursday, February 1, 2018

Blue blood supermoon eclipse

I was able to get a good viewing of the blue blood supermoon eclipse last night from my upstairs viewing lounge in my enclosure.
 Lynettea went outside to take some photos, for a while. She only has her ordinary camera in the phone, so the moon looks tiny.
This is the first opportunity for 150 years and the next will be 2028, but not as good. I hope to see that too. Everything was a bit eerie.
This morning I am having a bit of a rest to recuperate from the excitement. Lynettea is rooting up some plants in the pots in the pond. She is just going to the nursery to buy some more 'cat safe' plants.

Monday, January 29, 2018

Several trapped kitties?

I think the Google Cat Assistant must have several cats penned up. This morning Lynettea said, 'meow' to it and it produced a bit of meowtalk in rather disjointed phrases. It sounded as if the cats had been woken up from a nap and were disoriented. 
She said, 'meow again, please!'
Why say, 'please', I thought, to a machine?
This time it produce a purring noise. At least one of the cats is happy, I thought.
But the third time she asked it to meow, it made a loud angry screech of a meow.
'Go away!' The kitty was saying. I leapt back. 
Lynettea now had the sounds channeled through a speaker, so it was loud.
'Let's play a game instead,' she said.
I stared at the speaker. It is too small to have cats inside. So where are they?

Sunday, January 28, 2018

Are there enslaved cats?

Lynettea was practicing giving the Google Assistant on the phone some instructions.  She likes to try it out to see what we can get.  After my remarks about having a Cat Assistant, she wanted to see if there was anything special for cats.
'Say meow.' she told it. And it did! My ears went on alert.
'Meow again,' she ordered. The phone uttered a long string of realistic meows.
Are there any cats imprisoned? I wondered. The meows didn't make a lot of sense.
'I want meowmy,' they said. And 'where's my food?"
I hope no cats are being held against their will in a google machine!!!

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Wednesday, January 24, 2018

I am in Lynettea's chair

I am using 'her chair'.
Why worry, you might say? She can use any of the other chairs. She shouldn't be entitled to a special place. She was put out.  I could see that. She had to sit in a different chair to eat her breakfast.
She is a creature of habit.
As long as she doesn't try sitting in one of my numerous places we will be okay. It isn't good for humans to become attached to possessions in any case, because they may be sad when  the cat needs to use them.
She couldn't finish the sudoku puzzles yesterday because I needed something done. I started reminding her with a few gentle claw jabs that hardly broke the skin.
What was it? My massage, or fur brushing, or feed bowl filling, or walkies?

So I thought I would help her by finishing it this morning. Then I felt overwhelmingly drowsy. Morning nap time was coming on ...

Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Harp music

I decided to sleep in this morning. I am listening to some harp music streamed for me on Tunein radio. Lynettea asked the Google Assistant on the phone to find some for me.
 It produced something for children, so she made it look harder.  I think it must get tired of her constant demands, but it never complains.
If it was me, I might give her a gentle paw slap reminder that she is not the only one to please.  I must come first.

Sunday, January 21, 2018