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

Friday, March 22, 2019

A pest

Just because these toys are begging me to play with them, I DON'T HAVE TO DO THAT.
It is hot and very humid and I am not in the mood!



Thursday, March 21, 2019

Natural Killer


I am used to being insulted, but today Lynettea came into the laundry as I was trying to revive a gecko. It had dropped a small section of its tail and then had a heart attack.
Lynettea stared at it, then shouted, 'Oh no! Sasha what have you done?'
Next thing I am shut in the kitchen and when she opens the door again the gecko has vanished
I wonder if she takes them outside and eats them where I can't see?
Oh well, it is good to share prey, but she could show some gratitude.
I had only been going to play with the gecko in any case. It wasn't my fault it had a weak heart.
Then I took her out for walkies. I found a dead rat in the garden. Our neighbour came in to collect it. Maybe they are cooking it up for rat stew.
So I am not sure who is the natural killer.

this gecko was outside in the front door. Probably not the one I found.






Saturday, March 16, 2019

I saved the pond fish

Just as well I warned them. Look at their pond!
Lynettea said in her stern voice of warning not to 'interfere with them in the temporary pond, which is filling up my play area.
I hope they are grateful to me for the warning.
I couldn't supervise as I went under the bed and then Lynettea shut the door.



fishpond leaking

I have to let the fish know to prepare to move. Their pond is leaking. Some people are bringing temporary accommodation for them. It will be all over my area.
Lynettea says it can't be helped.
Must go.

Friday, March 15, 2019

Too personal

I find remarks like, 'Look at your beautiful soft fluffy thighs,' far too personal.
Cats are not toys for the amusement of humans.
Now if it was more like, 'What is your opinion, Sasha,' on a piece of news we have just heard, that would be respectful.
Even a remark about the intelligent expression in my eyes would be offensive. Of course I have an intelligent expression!!! Why is that not just assumed?
Humans have a lot to learn. Animals are expected to learn how to communicate with humans, but humans seem to expect to get away with not learning our languages.  Perhaps they aren't smart enough?
Mostly humans just want to train you so you will obey their orders. They aren't interested in your opinion about anything.



Tuesday, March 12, 2019

She can walk around me

So what! I am tired. My guard duties leave me exhausted.




Waiting to greet a relative

Lynettea says we are expecting a long lost relative to visit, so I won't be able to lie in bed most of the day. Does she expect ME to clean the house. I feel fatigued after night patrol.


Monday, March 11, 2019

Forced into an unusual place

I am forced to use my contemplation area in a different place now.
This morning I got up and sprang on 'her' bed while she was trying to make it. So she rushed into my room, picked up my futon and put it away.
I had to spring from under the mock wolf skin rug she threw over me and rush into my room.
  Here I am trying to make the best of things in the wrong place.



Sunday, March 10, 2019

Untidy

I know my scout bag looks untidy, but I need it. I use it to sit and reflect. I need to reflect in a quiet place. 
'I tidied it away, Sasha,' she says.
I found it perched on top of some of my other belongings, all tidied away, and rattled it.
'Oh well, you can have it down,' she says.
She throws it on the floor in an untidy manner.
But I want it where it was before.
'I have put something else there now, Sasha. It looks much neater,' she says.

But where will I sit and reflect?
I walk outside.


Everything changes

There is an uneasy spirit going on. I like continuity and Lynettea says change is good for me.
No!
More later.


Wednesday, March 6, 2019

Caught Napping

I have been asleep here in this tiny cosy all morning. It is now after 2.30 in the afternoon.
When I briefly got up, being forced by hunger pangs early in the morning, Lynettea packed my futon away without asking my permission.
The fish took advantage and posted on their blog. Usually they don't get the chance, as cats rule.






Monday, March 4, 2019

.y sunflower

My sunflower has just flowered,  if anyone is interested.
If we had the blinds up, I could see it from the kitchen window. We have had the blinds shut for days, but it is forecast to be cooler tomorrow.
On the sunflower's leaf there was an insect when Lynette took the photo for me. We don't know what it is.



Wednesday, February 27, 2019

Getting ready for bed

I usually post pictures of me sleeping in. But in this hot weather I am using my futon on the lounge-room floor most of the day. Lynettea says she might trip over it, but she doesn't want me outside in the heat.
So after a bit of TV I get ready for bed. We are watching Picnic at Hanging Rock. Tonight it is Episode 2, when the girls have vanished. Lynettea says it is from an old novel and definitely fiction, but watching it makes me a bit nervous.



Tuesday, February 26, 2019

Sleep in

Anyone who has to stay up guarding the house all night deserves a sleep in. Even if it is all over the lounge-room floor.


And in any case you are going out to get food supplies before the heat sets in. Although I notice it is already warming up. It is 32.4°C (90.3°F).


Saturday, February 23, 2019

Heatwave Coming

Lynettea says we have a long heatwave starting. We looked at the 9 day weather forecast on TV and it was hot for 9 days. Whenever another day is added on, it is really hot, or hotter, or even hotter. It won't be as bad as our 47.7°C day, just a lot in a row.
We always seem to be looking at the Weather Channel, this summer.
I am sitting outside in the warm night air. While I am sitting,  I am wondering if I am, at age 6, too mature to play with toys.
But then I think, why not give it a go?







Thursday, February 21, 2019

A game

I might have a game with this ball.



Unless something better is going on.

Wednesday, February 20, 2019

A Writer's Cat

Lynettea says I am getting to be a writer's cat.  After my brushing and a game with my toys, I settle down to supervise her.
 Sometimes I sit on my tall post, but my new cardboard scratching cosy is so cozy. It fits me exactly.
Only, who is the writer? My work is much more popular than hers.
She is the one who needs to support me!!!



Tuesday, February 19, 2019

Monday, February 18, 2019

Saturday, February 16, 2019

Thank you for coming to my birthday party!

I am only now able to thank kitties for coming to my birthday party. My human says she was wiped out after coping with over 200 visitors on the day. They didn't all come at once, and most didn't stay long, but my special cat friends, who left comments, stayed a long time and we had fun together.
I very much appreciated the chance to play with friends. We ran in and out of my cat tunnels. I have 3 tunnels. One long blue tunnel, a mesh tunnel and a short velvet tunnel. The velvet tunnel is only big enough for one cat at a time, so one of us hid in it and batted balls around with front paws, or crouched and darted out if Lynettea got too close.
She got a bit fed up with cats darting out while she was offering plates of refreshments, so we stopped doing that and played at climbing up the wool hanging in the bedroom.
 Then we were allowed outside, each on a party style lead. We walked up the street to the cafe at the end and had some Vietnamese rolls. The cafe owner let us sit at several tables, as it wasn't too busy.
After the Vietnamese rolls, we went to Wok in the Box on the corner of the street. We sat patiently on the stools while some chicken was wok tossed for us and then sat on the seats outside to watch the traffic. Some pigeons tried to snatch at our food, but we meowed loudly and they flew off. They still kept perching nearby,  but Spitty wouldn't let them come near. He is a respected elder.
After the Wok chicken dish, we sat outside the Argo cafe on the opposite corner of our street. They let pets stay at the outside tables. It was relaxing sipping our lattes and nibbling at slabs of salmon. Fortunately they still had salmon left, as it isn't available every day. Lynettea had something Vegan. Ugh! But that left all the more for us.
When we walked back up the street it was time for a short nap before the mock lizard hunt. I say 'mock' because as usual we weren't allowed to catch anything.  But prowling and stalking was enjoyable for all. Some guests even stalked one another.
 Then some guests leaped on the back fence and set off frenzied barking from the 2 dogs in the courtyard at the back. Poor dogs! I think they were jealous of us having so much fun.
The evening meal was from my boxes of cat food. A good thing we had stocked up.
After that it was time for a brush and massage. Most of our guests enjoyed this and it was hard to get some off Lynettea's lap. One or two fell asleep and had to be woken up so the next cat could have a turn.
Then we all slept for a while. Lynettea went to bed, giving us the run of the house. I told her that all guests would have left by the time she got up.
Even I was tired by then!
We left the place very tidy, so she couldn't complain.
I am looking forward to my next party.

Here are a few pictures of me using my birthday gift. I don't like the bowl, but I love the cat head scratcher.




Wednesday, February 13, 2019

Birthday Party Invitation

If you would like to drop by for a few treats and a game, you would be most welcome.
I don't have any other kitties to play with. I only have Lynettea. I am siting on my new kitty bag waiting to see if anyone comes. We have plenty of foods to offer. They are mostly just my own food, but there is a lot of it. If we are lucky, we might get to hunt in the garden. But Lynettea is quite fussy about what I am allowed to catch. Usually zilch, nothing. I usually just get to watch things. But she says she will give any kitty who comes a nice massage with the special massage brush, if they would like one.
Welcome from Sasha.


Receiving tributes from my human

After my morning rest, I am ready for the birthday tributes.

I like my new cat bag. I crawled inside and afterwards sat on top of it.

The scratcher is comfy. Lynettea put bear in it and took him out. I saw him staring at it, so I put him inside again. He didn't say anything.

The little bowl is to remove fur on your tongue when you are eating.

I think the bag will be the best. I have found a tag on it I can chew.








Happy Sixth Birthday Sasha

Happy birthday to my dear cat, Sasha. Congratulations. You are now six!

I see bear has been watching over you while you sleep. Sweet dreams.
Lynettea


Tuesday, February 12, 2019

My Sixth Birthday

I am six on 13 February. Nothing special.
I have just had a thorough massage brush going over in preparation for the day. It is still the evening before. Then I gave bear a bit of grooming to get him ready and groomed my own furs.
Well that is enough about me.
Lynettea says it is time for me to give away kittenish things, as I am a grown up cat now.
I am not sure what she means by that
Will I have to go out to work somewhere?





Wednesday, February 6, 2019

The State of the Union

We are watching the State of the Union address on our TV. And thinking of what remarks we could possibly make from Australia. 
My view is as long as kitty food is plentiful here, we don't have much to worry about.
But I have to snuggle up to Lynettea to reassure her in case she drops into a state of anxiety.
'What about climate change, Sasha?' she keeps saying, but I have to shush her.
It's different here I guess. We are sizzling.
 And it is entertainment.



Slumped in one of my chairs

Hot. Or hot and humid. I am staying inside a lot.