Monday, 24 March 2008

THE POTATO BORROWER




When mum walked into the office a few days ago, she noticed a greyish looking object down by her chair. At first she was wary of getting too close - was it alive? and could it suddenly bite? She grabbed Asha and I and moved us to the bedroom for safety. Then, all alone, she very cautiously approached this unknown lump, only to discover upon further investigation, that it was a raw potato, which must have grown little legs, jumped out of the pan, from the day before, and run upstairs, then finally probably exhausted by it all, had fallen asleep on the carpet.

Of course, there could be another explanation, this clever potato may have had some help from a blue eyed Bengal. Mum whom for this adventure, shall be known as Mrs Marple decided to set a trap to see if she could catch Asha in action. Mum peeled the potatoes, and left them in the pan of cold water, ready for cooking later.

Hours went by, and nothing happened, I think Mrs Marple was beginning to believe that the mystery potato really did grow legs! Anyway, as time passed, mum forgot all about it. That is, until dad came home, and enquired why there was a potato in the middle of the bed. How sneaky was that???

But alas, this was still not proof that Asha was the culprit, it could still be that another potato had grown legs and was perhaps looking for his friend. I have to admit that the wet paw marks across the worktop were a bit of a clue, coupled with water splashed all over the place, but dear Mrs Marple wanted strong evidence. (not so she could tell her off, she simply wanted a cute picture of Asha in action for my blog).

Well her patience paid off, and here is Asha, caught in the act, with her new potato toy on the bedroom carpet. Bless her!!!
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KITTEN COUNTDOWN

This is the start of my kitten countdown. Our new arrival snow kitten is now coming earlier than expected. The humans are having a get together at the Zawadi household on the 27th December and mum and dad are collecting Asha on that day. Yippee, cant wait, what a shame that I am unable to give her a copy of my STEP RULES in order that she can tame the humans before even arriving at her new home.

Nevermind, I am prepared to take some time explaining and training her as she obviously is not going to have a clue without my experienced help. BLESS !

I dont feel jealous nor any bad feeling towards her at the moment. In fact I am looking forward to her playing with me out in our cat run. Thing is ... they built it for me and I refuse to be left alone, hence when they put me in there I meow so loudly that I am back indoors with them in a maximum of 5 minutes ha ha. I would probably be prepared to stay longer if she is in there playing with me, but thereagain, time will tell and that will be for me to decide.

MY NEW ZAWADI GIRL ASHA



Thought I would show you a couple of piccys of little Asha just to give you a TASTE of what is to come. Asha is a Zawadi Snow Bengal Girl, and she is going to be living with me very soon. Rumour has it that she is a little scamp and extremely good looking with a huge personality. Have to say she looks quite cute, n I love her markings, what do you think !!????She is arriving on the 2nd January when my owned humans go and collect her. She will come with her own Zawadi mouse which all Zawadi kittens receive. It is a little present from Connie and Stewart. Good job actually, cos I am not sharing mine with her!!!

CHRISTMAS WISH LIST


Christmas is coming and I thought I would make a few suggestions for you to place on your Santa List. Firstly, as you are fully aware, all us Bengals love water, that is one of many things that makes us special. Every Bengal should have its own Duck for bathing. Here is a picture of me hooking my cheeky duck out of MY bath. Apart from this very important item, I love pingpong balls but my stupid dogs keep chewing them up !! However, my trained humans have started to realise that my favourite items would be a ball of silver paper to chase, or even just a screwed up envelope. All these expensive fancy toys are in my opinion designed for humans and I simply cant be bothered to play with any of them. What do you think ?

Memories....



moving to my new home


After 13 weeks of top quality pampering, I decided that I would agree to adopt a pair of humans from a place called Sussex. Being an intelligent moggy, I knew that it would take me little or no time to ensure that I would continue to live in the luxury style to which I had become accustomed, and of course deserve. It was simple, I just had to train my new humans that I would NEVER be fobbed off with second best.

Hence my journey began, and for any of you bengals out there that are a bit nieve, this is what I wold suggest you do when starting your journey to your new home.

STEP 1 When placed in your cat carrier ready for the journey ahead - enter calmly (as if you are the most well mannered kitten in the universe)
STEP 2 About 15 minutes from the start of your journey to your new world, start to meow (not too loudly, just enough to worry the humans) At this stage mine stopped within three minutes and dashed to pacify me.
STEP 3 Appear to be satisfied with their concerns following a huge big fuss and then lay down, in your carrier, head facing towards them with that (poor little me look). It gets them every time ha ha.

By now you have passed the I own my humans test and from now on, YOU will be the one in charge.

I then decided that I was quite exhausted from my acting, and it was time for a sleep. So I curled up and allowed them peace and quiet for the duration of our journey.

Upon my arrival, I was escorted to my humans bedroom, where I found food and water and the same cat litter which I had been used to. Hmmm they are obviously trying very hard to 'help me adjust'. I was then left to have some chill out time for which I was grateful as it had been a long journey and I really was not in the mood to start exploring straight away.

Anyway, long story short, I awoke and decided to go walkabouts. I made my way down the stairs, turned the corner and ......What on earth was that ??? (thought I as I wandered cautiously down the stairs).

It was much larger than me, had a huge hairy body, big ears and a great big mouth ................ No, it was not the big bad wolf, but hey .... I had never seen anything like this before and yet I could not show fear as I had my Bengal reputation to think about. Hence, I decided to go down a different passage. Well .... unbelieveable cos what did I see - another huge animal, not at all like me, but without a tail and very tall. It glared at me and I decided that this was just too much for my first day and retreated to the bedroom.

That night I guess I have to admit it seemed strange without my brothers and sisters and mum, but there again, my new humans gave me loads of love and strokes and I nearly choked on all the purring I was doing. Then, the female human whom I had then learnt was called Maggie, scooped me up in her arms and snuggled me into their bed. The male human called Steve, gave me my little mouse nip toy that my Swindon home had given me, and we all curled up for the night and went to sleep.

Tomorrow, I thought, I will discover more about those big creatures that live downstairs. After all, they have to learn respect if they wish to continue living in my house.

who are these hairy creatures with big ears???

Here I am, next day, off to explore those two big ugly things that glared at me. Mum Maggie has carried me cautiously into the kitchen where these two beasts appear to live. Dad Steve is pretending to be calm as he awaits in anticipation to see the outcome of this meeting. Me, well, I decided to leap on the worktops cos they would then be beneath me (which is of course where they belong). They approached and I spat and bashed the furry one with my paw extended on her head. She stepped back, and I waited to see what was to follow. Then these two huge great dishes appeared with food in and a further small dish for me. All three of us were now on the kitchen floor facing our dishes and I watched as the other two got stuck in and decided that I was curious what these creatures eat. I approached the short coated one, (which i have learnt since is a doberman) and to my glee, he backed away from his dish and allowed me to savour his dog food. (hmmm another example of BENGAL POWER). Then, I moved to the hairy ones dish, (she is a German Shephard apparently). She too allowed me to try her dish of the day and we actually swapped dishes for a while, though I have to say, I find my diet a lot more appetising.

It was then that I realised I had become part of the dog pack, total acceptance, and from now on I would totally run the whole household at just 13 weeks old. Not bad eh?

We have become great friends and I exercise my dogs daily by setting them chores like, games of cops and robbers, (which of course I win each time as they are totally incapable of jumping to safety on the worktops) They are also useless when it comes to climbing up my cat trees. Poor feeble creatures, however, I am very patient with them and do my best to look after them every single day.

MY TWO DOG FRIENDS


Here they are, my two doggy mates, Kye the Dobie and Gizzie the German Shephard. I apologise for their immense poor looks compared to us Beautiful Bengals, but feel it necessary to include them in my blog otherwise they will sulk.

BED TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Just take a look at this bed. What on earth were my humans thinking. They spent loads on this and I am expected to sleep on it. Well.... I dont think so. I prefer my place in the middle of their bed and I am staying put. I wonder if Asha would like it. Hmmmm. time will tell, and I will let you know but as far as I am concerned, as you can see from the picture, I am out of there. When will humans realise, we are the Rulers of the Earth, and to expect me to sleep on this pile of whatever ... I dont think so.