Like OMC have we got some totally pawesome news fur mew today!
We, known collectively as The Kitty Clan UK Division [there is a Croatian Division too, just in case mew are wondering] would like to officially introduce mew to our latest memfur!
This is Parsley's story. He was found at a block of flats just on the edge of the city in June. A kind girl at the flats had been feeding him and would have really liked to keep him, but her landlord has a no pet policy. She was worried about the kitty's safety as the flats are located on a very busy road, so very sensibly she called the Cat Rescue Peeps, who the P.A. knows and where we all came from, apart from Amber, who's story we'll feature at some point in the future.
Anyhoo, a week last Saturday the P.A. had a sudden thought, out of nowhere and before she knew it, she was looking at the Rescue website and 'LO' before she knew what was happening she'd emailed her friend making enquiries about this supurr cute kitty. He is FIV, and black, not a great combo for homing here in the UK, but the P.A. being the supurr nice peep that she is, said to her friend that she'd like to meet him. So a meeting was scheduled for Sunday afternoon.
The P.A. knew it was a done deal even before she left the house, she had the cat carrier ready, in other words Parsley had a new home and didn't even know it. We on the other hand we're completely oblivious to her plans.
So off she trundled and met Parsley [who was called Parson] an hour later she was back and we now have a new brofur. He is very quiet, gentle, loving and kind, he has settled in like nothing we've ever experienced. In less than 3 days he was out in general population with the rest of us and has just fitted in rather beautifully. There have been a couple of hisses and a swipe, but only from the sucky girls, us boys have a bit more about us.
He's about 18 months old, so it's fun for Smoochie as we are getting on a bit and he likes to play [like all the time]. So I think that he and Parsley will have a great time together - BFFs. The P.A. say's his fur is like black velvet, his eyes are like green amethysts and he loves cuddles, so now we have implemented a ticket system, so effuryone gets their fair share of cuddles! MOL
So that's our news today, thanks fur stopping by and we'll be back on Wednesday with 'something' fur mew all!
Many fantabulous salutations to all our wunderpurr pals on the interwebs
What a glorious week it's been, we don't know about mew but we're all so furry happy that The Pink Flamingo Sagahas finally been inhumed along with that evil, pesky pink varmint.
The P.A. will neffur know what a truly wondrous tool her sauna became in the extermination and annihilation - whoops, let me rephrase that, so I don't sound like a complete homicidal maniac - in the 'moving on' of that superficial, fake pink burd. May it rest in peace or not at the recycling plant.
In other news, mew must stop by on Monday as we have something so furry, furry pawesome to share with mew all and we're all bristling with excitement and bursting to tell... but we can't... 3 more days... it's not long!
Well that's it fur this week, join us bright and breezy on Monday if mew can.
[formerly known as Wordless on Wednesdays but we've got too much to say! MOL]
The Pink Flamingo Saga finally concludes... in Part X
At last we have reached our final destination. We are so furry sorry fur taking so long to conclude or inhume our series, howeffur, we're here now and to be honest we've been dealing with a lot of really, really rubbish stuff, that should neffur have happened but it did, nothing to do with us - all at the hand of other peeps with an agenda and programme of their own device and making.
So that aside, and all their issues with them, we're so furry purrleased to announce
The Pink Flamingo Saga
Fur a quick re-cap and all the events thus far, please click the links below:
A minute later he stopped, dead in his tracks, well flapping anyway.
Breathless, sweaty and realising that he was trapped with no way to
escape, he screamed wildly in acute agitation.
We all gave him our; we couldn't give a monkeys tails aunts uncles pip or a fat rats arse fur that matter!
"What have you eeeeeeeevil, eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeevil cats done?" he spat venomously through the bars.
Smoochie who was on the end of chaise accidentally rolled off and landed
on the rug. Gathering himself up, he walked forward and said in his
furry bestest ice cold tone.
"Mew have no idea what we are truly capable of!"
I was sat in the kitchen with Smoochie, he was furry upset.
"Basil, the evil pink menace needs to be got rid of, like yesterday," he said. "We can't hide it from the P.A. anymore and mew know what she'll do if she finds it!"
I sat thoughtfully fur a while pondering the predicament.
Finally I spoke. "You're right Smooch mew know what she thinks of vile, fake, superficial things who are only interested in themselves and causing unnecessary rubbish," I conceded. "We'll get rid of it and I have just the plan, follow me."
We ambled sedately across the courtyard to the shed, making sure that we weren't followed.
"What's your plan Basil?" Smoochie asked eagerly as we entered the fitness room.
"Well now my young whipper snapper this is where the fun begins," I gestured towards a large wooden box with a door.
Smoochie gave me a rather perplexing stare. "But that's the P.A.s sauna, how can that possibly be fun?"
"Keep your fur on," I said quietly shushing him. "I've made some alterations and modifications."
He stared wide eyed at me as I pulled out a remote device and grinned my most horrible evilest grin. "This Smoochie-San is the answer to all our problems!"
Seeing the manic glint in my eye, he too grinned the most evilest I'd effur seen. [This made me so furry proud]
"Let's go get that vacuous pink fake thing and eradicate it once and fur all!" I said.
Making sure the coast was clear, we hastily ran to the Summer House and got hold of the pink menace, sadly we can't show mew this footage, as it would be furry incriminating as extreme force was used - because the evil, rancid burd wouldn't come quietly!
FYI: Items used in our assault:
Let your imagination do the rest.
Once back in the fitness room, we positioned the vile fake thing in the sauna and locked the door most firmly.
Smoochie looked at me questioningly. "Ok Basil, so what did mew do to the sauna and will it affect the P.A. as mew know she'd be really upset if mew've broke it!"
I grinned the most evilest grin again. "Oh Smoochie, the P.A. is quite quite safe," I assured him, "But that burd is totally toast!"
He was bouncing up and down with excitement, manic glee was almost pulsating from his fur, as I reached fur the new remote.
The evil, superficial, fakeness was screaming at us, but we couldn't hear a thing as I'd already, during my modification, sound proofed the sauna.
I pushed the green button on the remote and said, "Welcome to the Transmogrification Sauna!"
My paw hovered above a big red button. I looked at Smoochie, raised an eyebrow and said, "Are mew ready fur this?"
He nodded like a minion on crack. "Do it Basil! Do it! Do it! Do it! "
I pushed the button and a second later a metallic robotic voice said.
"Transmogrification sequence activated."
There was a moment of total stillness as a light shone down from the roof trapping the evilness in its beams. Three seconds later, the light rippled and effurything changed. The whole world seemed to slip sideways fur the briefest of moments and as we adjusted to this new perspective my gaze fell upon the contents of the sauna.
"Jeepers creepers it worked!" Smoochie screamed with pure delight.
As there right before our eyes was a bright pink MP3 player and no sign at all of the vile fake pink thing.
"Do it again Basil!" Smoochie cried in wonder. "Push that button!"
Who was I to say no at this point?
I pressed the red button again.
"Transmogrification sequence activated."
Again, right before our eyes, the MP3 transmogrified into a pink glittery pencil with pink fluff.
Smoochie howled with laughter. "Again Basil, again!"
How could I not indulge such pawesome delight in my baby brofur?
I pressed that button again.
"Transmogrification sequence activated."
Moments later a bottle of pink body spray appeared.
"Again, again, again!" Smoochie yelled excitedly, clapping his little paws together.
Of course I obliged.
"Transmogrification sequence activated." The robotic voice rang out.
A pair of pink Lacoste mules appeared next.
Smoochie didn't even have to speak, I pushed the button over and over and over and over.
Obviously, we can't show mew all the pictures, we'd be here fureffur, but here's a short list:
[we spent all afternoon playing]
A Pink Cactus
A Pink Napkin
A Pink Ruler
A Pink Umbrella
A Pink Squirrel
A Pink Fork
A Pink Pair of Scissors
A Pink Paint Brush
A Pink Cricket Bat
A Pink Cushion
A Pink Tin
A Pink Book
A Pink Rock
A Pink Lamp
A Pink Poof
A Pink Basket
[Mew get the idea, it was fun, fun, fun all the way fur us!]
And our final thing...
A pink handbag with furry fluffy flamingo trim.
"Purrfect!" I mused breathlessly as I'd been laughing so hard.
Smoochie was flat out, in fact he was so laughed out and could hardly move by this point.
"Let's get that thing into one of those bin liners with the recycling in," I said.
"But I thought mew were going to turn him into a postcard and send him to Antarctia?" Smoochie spluttered.
"I was, but then I thought about all the poor penguins," I answered seriously. "Mew wouldn't want to inflict that on those poor innocents would mew?"
Smoochie thought about it fur a moment. "No, I wouldn't," he acceded thoughtfully.
"The rag bag it is then and what a purrfect ending fur a vile piece of trash like that!" I said coldly.
And so it came to pass, that the vile, evil, superficial pink flamingo ended up as nothing more than fodder fur recycling.
And the moral of this story is:
No Superficial, Vile, Cheap, Fakery is Welcome in Our Lives EFFUR EFFUR!
Well that's us done fur this incredible saga, we do hope most sincerely that mew've enjoyed it as much as us and we'll be here again on Friday with another totally pawesome Pet Parade.
And we'll be back on Monday with another installment of The Monday Meow, so don't go to far away as we have some absolutely stupendously amazing news to share with mew guys. Mew won't believe what has happened now... is that enough of a teaser fur mew?
Friday greetings to all our supurr wunderpurr pals
Thanks so much fur joining today, we've been having a totally terrific week, as you many remember on Monday's post: The Monday Meow - we said that next week we're back with the final effur episode of The Pink Flamingo saga, so that's what we've been getting ready fur mew guys next Wednesday. It's going to be pawesome, so try not to miss out on that!
In other news I unfortunately had a little trip to the vet on Monday, the P.A. noticed a lump on my right arm, just above my paw. So I was whisked away in my carry basket to that place none of us effur wants to go to and was inspected most carefully by a very nice young man, well he was until he jabbed a flipping needle into the lump and drained it. I must admit, even being the real tough mancat that I am, I really didn't rate that at all! Anyhoo, the now not so nice young man said that it's ok, but if I start limping or it comes back I will have to go back fur xrays and tests to determine exactly what it is. At this point it hasn't returned, so paws crossed it will stay away. Join us again on Monday when we're back with another installment of the Monday Meow!
We do hope that mew've all had a supurr pawesome weekend and don't forget that mew can still join in the Pet Parade by clicking the link.
In other news I had a run in with a huge vile rat, yes mew heard me, a big, nasty, evil rattus horribulus. As mew can imagine, it was certainly no match fur me. I widdanated that sucker real good and enjoyed effury moment, showing no mercy at all. The P.A. found it in the courtyard where I'd left it, I'd ripped it's neck open and all its vertebrae were hanging out, I know it sounds purretty grisly, it was, the P.A. also commented on my methods. But I maintain, there's only one kind of good rat and that's most definitely a DEAD one. To which she had to agree most earnestly.
This is only the 2nd one (I did that sucker in too) I've ever encountered in all my time here, the P.A. says they are a sign of evil, duplicity and deceit which I will not tolerate in anyway shape or form on my property. So it's death marked the end of whatever evil was lurking. Good riddance to vile vermin.
Anyhoo, enough of my battle tales, it's now time to get funky with some photo's.
To see previous weeks, click any of the links below:
We're hoping to resume the Pink Flamingo Saga fur it's final and epic episode next week. So if mew've missed any thus far, here's the links fur a quick recap or if mew feel mew just need to experience the insanity again, click away:
We do most sincerely hope that mew've been having a supurr week. We are still catching with effurything and are running behind a little, so purrlease forgive our slowness in getting around to your wunderpurr blogs. We expect to be with mew imminently!
In other news, we are already nearly halfway through September, the leaves are turning, some are falling and we are taking today to reflect on what a glorious summer we had. It was stupendous and great fun, we're sad that it's over but still the autumn is our favourite time of year, especially Halloween and we're all gearing up for some truly monumental escapades over the next few months.
So now we've had a little dream of past delights and great adventures, and not forgetting possible futures, we'll move back into the here and now and let's get this Pet Parade party started.