Thursday, 6 March 2008

TAILS OF THE UNEXPECTED


Resting at the top of our cat tree, spread out lazily and with the warm sun shining on me, through the window, I was totally relaxed. One paw outstretched, my tail hanging down, and my mind in the world of Bengal dreams. Everything was just purrrrfect, until Asha decided that my tail was just too tempting to be left alone.

Now, I wouldn’t have minded her playing with it, she quite often gently bats it with her paws, and that’s fine. However, she actually gripped it with her teeth, and hung on, now suspended in mid air. Being big and strong, I was not hurt, just shocked at being taken, at extremely short notice, from such a pleasing environment, in order that Asha could try and convert me into a bungee jumping cord! Mum grabbed her, still dangling in mid air, still attached to my tail by her mouth, obviously very aware that I was now her life line if she wished to avoid dropping to the floor.

I think she is so envious of my wonderful long tail, compared to her little tail, she was hoping to pull it off. Obviously she will have a nice long tail like mine when she is
grown up, then I can have some fun, and she can witness what its like when I do it back.
The photo is evidence of a previous attack as obviously, mum had no time to take pictures when I was a bungee due to having to rescue my little blue eyed girl, and my wonderful tail.
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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.