Monday, 16 September 2019

Kittens can be worse than hoomins...sometimes

Oh away from Tolkien at last...he is not behind me, is he?

You know and this is a rare occasion I think that I agree with hoomins on this...I’ve decided, I’m too old to be chasing after Tolkien...he is such hard work sometimes and I really hate to say this but I think that hoomins weren’t that wrong after all when they were kept saying the same thing, over and over again (not of course that I was any trouble at any time and I’m also pretty sure that they weren’t actually referring to me of course...). But actually it is really hard work being a kitten guardian whether you are a hoomin or a grown up cat who knows all, like myself. He is so playful and gets excited so easily and so often about everything that he sees or hears, his tail, flies, hoomins feet, my tail, cat litter on the floor, the floor, the carpet, the list goes on and on….

I mean I’m trying my hardest to keep him busy and entertained, after all he is a good kitten but this running and chasing is a constant and non stop business, which no cat (or hoomin for that matter) can cope with 7 days a week (at least he sleeps at night!).  Where on cat’s world does he get all that energy from? It can’t just be what he eats....I have tried it (you know out of curiosity of course and to also make sure that it is alright for Tolkien, not that I like kitten food or something....do not pay attention to what my hoomins are saying, they are always exaggerating things, anymeows!)

Tolkien playing again with...the blind!!
I don’t think, you know, that I was so energetic when I was young, some time ago, myself (hey, stop that, I’m not that old, I’m still quite fit for my age, not fat just a bit full in certain body areas and that it is because of my thick fur of course). But with Tolkien I don’t get a minute’s peace and quiet, even when he is eating...he doesn’t really eat he just quickly nibbles and then he is ready to play again....with my tail! I mean you need to take some time to enjoy your food and then of course to have your cat nap as the name says..but not with Tolkien....he is always on the move even when he eats or using the litter tray....he, he that’s quite funny actually as he still hasn’t learnt how to use the litter tray properly, the art of covering....correctly, you know when you do use the litter and not the litter tray to cover....Silly kitten, still very young and rather stupid, worse than my hoomins at times it seems!

So this last weekend once again instead of relaxing and getting a bit of pampering as it was pamper your cat day I’ve spent most of it instead trying to catch up with Tolkien or I was chased by him and provoked to fighting…and you know what and after all this chasing and playing I think I’ve lost quite a lot of weight as well and if this running around the house, chasing and play fighting business continues I’d soon be a very very skinny cat....I don’t think I’d look good skinny though....(I think it is about time for the hoomins to double my daily food portions just in case…they won’t want me to look skinny now!).

But of course I blame hoomins for all these troubles I am having and which troubles they are still putting me through....not so much for bringing Tolkien home (well, he is not that bad all the time after all) but for remembering and rediscovering old cat toys and then bringing them out for Tolkien to play...he gets all interested in them and then he makes me get interested too...as I have to keep on eye on him after all!

So yes, I don’t seem to be getting a lot of peace and quiet these days as it seems that I’m always on the move and being chased by Tolkien (and I don’t chase him myself either or provoking him in any way into fighting...it’s all Tolkien’s fault....he is too playful....it’s not me) while at the same time he also keeps stealing my snoozing spots too!
So I think that is about time that hoomins take some responsibility for Tolkien’s actions too and to also stop expecting me to be doing all the hard work myself! They should try to keep him entertained as well and not to also try to get me involved. with their silly toys...well maybe not all of them! Tolkien is their responsibility and they should spend their precious free time chasing him around the house. I’m having a break now and I’m expecting to find some food on my bowl as I’m well deserving a good meal and a long rest....for a while! I’m too old for this day and night chasing...and I don’t expect to find Tolkien pretending to be snoozing on my sofa!

So I’m off for some snacking and snoozing now

Till next time...
Purrs and meows from myself and pesky Tolkien!

Before I go though I would like to mention once again that my hoomins are trying to raise money to help older cats such like Choo Choo was with vet bills as their treatments can be very expensive since insurances don’t cover senior cats treatment for life (not fair really as we can live a lot longer now and some of us need medical treatment)...so if you feel generous and you want to help cats like Choo Choo to have a good old age you can donate by clicking here:

Also you can buy some of my own range of products, the Ozzy Superstar range here too:




Monday, 9 September 2019

A kitten named Tolkien...not bad for a kitten after all!

I’m keeping an eye for Tolkien....he is not stealing this spot, it’s  mine!
Well, yes I know I have been moaning and complaining a lot recently especially about the hoomins  and their silly decision to adopt a kitten and more or less bring chaos to our peaceful lives but I must admit that living with a kitten is not that bad after all! Actually it has been if anything rather beneficial to myself and hoomins of course!

So yes, it wasn’t the worst decision my hoomins have ever made after all. You know, and after all, both my hoomins are getting a bit too old for me, not always available when you want them to be, especially when it comes to playing times...they are getting easily tired and they are a bit slow for my liking so a new and fresh blood it seems it was what I really needed. Besides and let’s face it kittens aren’t that smart after all, they are a lot of things that they don’t know and they can be easily influenced....trained of course so they can grow to be better cats (like myself…).
Yes I do admit Tolkien has been a good thing to have around especially at times when I need my exercise and play time....you know I’ve used to play and do my little running around the house and hoomins used to accuse me for being a destructive force....well guess who they are blaming now for all the mess and destruction our little play sessions might occasionally involves....yeap, it’s the kitten’s fault of course! He is making me, you see, to chase him around the house and all these knocked over objects and turned around carpets in our paths are entirely his doing....he is playing too rough, I keep telling him! But of course and because he is still quite young and cute hoomins don’t seem to get annoyed with him that much and naturally they don’t get annoyed with me at all...win, win situation here. We can run and knock over anything that is in our pathways and hoomins won’t complain...a lot that is...It’s always.... oh it’s a kitten, it is to be expected, he can’t help himself! Now that I’m thinking about it though I don’t think that is that fair, that Tolkien is getting away with almost anything because he is still young and very clumsy and careless and I wasn’t (well not all the time that is)... but at least now I don’t get blamed for all that mess anymore because hoomins believe that is all the kitten’s fault. Things they can’t see they don’t harm me, he he!

Here he is on top of MY BOX, unbelievable!
But there are still a few things though that Tolkien has now learned to do and which things I don’t actually approve or I have given him permission to do so such as stealing my favourite sleeping spots in the house, like the hoomin’s chair, my hammock on the scratching post (OK, I might not quite totally fit there any more, as it seems to have shrunk a bit and I can’t really fit in any known cat position but this is besides the point of being taken over by Tolkien without my permission), on top of my boxes and today the worst one as yet. I’ve just seen him jumping on the kitchen tops for the first time and sniffing around on my favourite spots. This is really unacceptable,,,,he has not given permission to do so by me or he was told that he can go there....I mean where does this privacy intrusion end? Climbing on top of the fridge next or even worse going to the sink and trying to steal my drops from the sink? No, no this is not acceptable at all. The kitten has to learn about boundaries in this house and to respect my spaces or else he would be in a lot of trouble....he will soon know then who is the cat in charge around here....Hmmm!

Anymeows better go know, need to check if he is awake for his night lesson....and my evening play session of course!

Purrs and meows till next time!

Before I go though I would like to mention once again that my hoomins are trying to raise money to help older cats such like Choo Choo was with vet bills as their treatments can be very expensive since insurances don’t cover senior cats treatment for life (not fair really as we can live a lot longer now and some of us need medical treatment)...so if you feel generous and you want to help cats like Choo Choo to have a good old age you can donate by clicking here:

Also you can buy some of my own range of products, the Ozzy Superstar range here too:

Monday, 2 September 2019

Kittens are such hard work...why my hoomins don’t ever listen to me!

Finally having some quality time with my hoomin and no kitten around....he is bothering the other hoomin, he he!
Well, Tolkien is being with us now for three whole weeks and boy, have these three weeks gone really slow and being really soooo tiring....everybody is really exhausted trying to catch up with the antics of the little one (both hoomins and meowself, except of course Faith who still pretends that she can’t see him, even when he is in front of her or trying to catch her tail...I really don’t know how she does it, how can she manages to totally ignore him...like he’s not there or he is invisible or something....unbelievable!).
Anymeows and don’t get me wrong I really like Tolkien, he is really fun to have around and bully...I meant play with as he loves playing but he can be really hard work at times. I mean because he is very young he doesn’t seem to understand the concept of having a rest now and then....you know to do what cats suppose to do,  have little naps so till dinner time, save some energy for later when hoomins are around...Well, he hardly seems to get tired! Where does he get all that energy and constantly chasing something, myself, his tail, a toy that he’s just found again, the flies....or yes those flies...There some flies that seem to have taken residency at our home right now and they seem very reluctant to leave despite all hoomins efforts to let them out or catch them (he, he that’s a sight, hoomins trying to catch flies...so funny, watching them trying!) so they have become now Tolkien’s favourite game...well and again he is trying to show how good a hunter he is...(you know how things are with the youngsters these days...they try to impress you, you know the I can do what you can do better attitude....not that I can or want to catch flies...what on earth for...they don’t taste very nice and they are far too fast to even attempt to catch...I let hoomins do all the hard work...The same of course applies for spiders...which thank God for little mercies Tolkien hasn’t discovered yet....after all what hoomins are here for?).

So yes, Tolkien likes chasing flies and he would jump everywhere and as high as he can in his attempt to catch them...which can be fun for 10 minutes watching him but then it becomes boring and dangerous as he often would jump without realising where he would end up landing, on a resting kitten perhaps...or when he is trying to catch the fly on the TV screen....Yeahh hoomins not so happy with Tolkien on those occasions and of course Tolkien being a kitten he totally ignores everybody and he ends up making a lot of a mess....One of these days hoomins will get really annoyed and being cute won’t work for him anymore...I have tried to warn him but again he is a kitten and he doensn’t listen or seems to care about anything...at least my consciousness is clear on the matter!

Tolkien having a little mad catnip time...one of many!
Of course and I must admit it,  it is rather nice having that little character trying to copy you and following you around and of course occasionally and when hoomins are not not watching or they are not around showing him who is the boss around here, you know I let him feel my paw on his head, gently and occasionally of course, so to keep him in his place, you know, as part of his training...it is after all my responsibility to train him, is not?
But you know and now that I am a famous cat after all,  being pet of the week and stuff recenly, I expect a bit more respect, especially from the little one (and hoomins of course...but hoomins are a totally different story and they need special treatment so to be reminded of how special I am of course)....What I don’t expect is not to have any privacy at all, especially at those special times when you want to be left alone to use the litter tray, for example…It is very unnerving, you know, having the kitten watching you while you are on the litter tray....and I know hoomins call it learning how to properly use the litter tray I, myself,  call it invasion of my privacy, my freedom....there are limits and the kitten needs to know when and where he needs to stop watching me....Of course and luckily for me there are plenty of litter boxes in our home so I can escape from Tolkien when he is not watching me and some of them are ever covered so at least I can get some privacy! But I’m telling you sometimes he is such a hard work trying to make him understand the rules around here....and being young is not the best excuse! He needs to start learning and hoomins to also take some responsibilty for his actions...I can’t be his mentor all the time. This cat here needs his purrsonal space and time to enjoy some quality nap time. So hoomins you’ve brought him home you then train him...So there!

Anymeows better go now...it’s almost dinner time and perhaps time for a little play session....where is that kitten gone now?

Purrs and meows till next time!

Before I go though I would like to mention once again that my hoomins are trying to raise money to help older cats such like Choo Choo was with vet bills as their treatments can be very expensive since insurances don’t cover senior cats treatment for life (not fair really as we can live a lot longer now and some of us need medical treatment)...so if you feel generous and you want to help cats like Choo Choo to have a good old age you can donate by clicking here:

Also you can buy some of my own range of products, the  Ozzy Superstar range here too:



Monday, 26 August 2019

Living with a kitten....how exhausting can it be....and I blame hoomins for this!

Ahh...having a little rest while kitten is somewhere destroying something in the house!
Here we are again and another week has just passed and many things have happened.
For starters, yours truly here has been named as pet of the week in one of the weekly magazines, Real People UK (issue 34) with a photo of meoself and mention of my hobbits and likes...now and to clear things once and for all I don not snore...it’s all a hoomin lie, they’ve simply exaggerated the facts to make me look bad and to tarnish my good reputation. So and as I’ve mentioned it before what they are saying is snoring is actually gentle purring...yes I’m a purrer and I’m proud of it....besides hoomins are the ones who snore (and my hoomins do snore sometimes really loud...it can be like listening to an orchestra in there at times!) and not cats....really now, who’ll believe that a cute cat like me snores....lies all lies!
Anymeows and now that I am a famous kitty (and if any of my admirers wants my pawgraph I can provide it on demand of course) I would have expected from my hoomins a bit more respect and more treats coming my way on a daily basis....but of course my hoomins being hoomins have not changed their ways at all in any way! If anything things seems to have gone from bad to worse now that there is a kitten in the house (hoomins, what were you thinking?).
It’s really hard trying to keep up with a kitten!
Well don’t get me wrong, I do like the new kitten,Tolkien can be fun to have around, we do play a lot and anything that gets broken or gets knocked off shelves he is blamed for, since I’m the good cat here who tries to shows him how to be good....well this is what my hoomins seem to believe anyway, which makes life sooooo much easier these days but and at the same time he is such a hard work...
You know, hoomins, well at least some hoomins seem to believe that some fish don’t have very good memories, well, and for  the rest of you hoomins out there I can tell you now for certain that this also applies to kittens too, at least to Tolkien. I mean he is so forgetful it’s unbelievable....he must be related to fish somehow...I mean he does something, he gets into trouble and he a fe minutes later he forgets all about it and comes back again for part two! Now he has this new developed habit of jumping in front of the telly, while hoomins are watching and then he would try to catch anything that moves…it seems to be a constant black silhouette on the TV screen now!
And then there is the other thing.... kittens never seem to get tired....he keeps chasing me in the house and he won’t stop even when I paw him on the head, the well known cat sign of you must stop now, you’ve gone too far little one!
I mean l like playing hide and seek like any other cat does but with Tolkien there is no stopping, even when he eats he still won’t stop playing which means that he is not leaving me alone either to eat my food...I hardly get the time to eat these days (and do not listen to hoomins when they are saying that this is a good thing because I need the exercise to lose some weight...again they are exaggerating I do not need exercising…not fat either!).
I wish I knew where kittens get all that energy....I’m trying to have a little nap and the moment I open my eyes he is there waiting for me so he can play...and there is the other thing....he is everywhere, there is no escape from him...how does he do it?
I heard the hoomins saying the other day among other things (like we are too old for a kitten, which I totally agree with them) while they were trying to cat proof the house as he can fit anywhere and everywhere that as he gets older he’ll slow down a lot so I’m sincerely hoping that would be the case for next week otherwise I don’t think I’ll survive another whole week being constantly chased and playing with kitten (how I miss hoomins and their slow reactions when playing...ahh the good old days!)
One of these rarest moments when kitten is asleep...precious!
 Anymeows better go and charge my batteries now hopefully my hoomins would have taken pity on me and filled my bowl so I can prepare for the night playing session!

Purrs and meows for now

Before I go though I would like to mention once again that my hoomins are trying to raise money to help older cats such like Choo Choo was with vet bills as their treatments can be very expensive since insurances don’t cover senior cats treatment for life (not fair really as we can live a lot longer now and some of us need medical treatment)...so if you feel generous and you want to help cats like Choo Choo to have a good old age you can donate by clicking here:

Also you can buy some of my own range of products, the  Ozzy Superstar range here too:



Monday, 19 August 2019

Well, the end has come....and gone and hoomins have adopted a new kitten!!!

Yes hoomins...I know what you are up to...you don’t fool me!

So and if you remember from last week I was telling you about my pesky hoomins who were thinking of getting a new kitten...to keep me company apparently now that Choo Choo is not with us anymore....well that was their excuse anyways....Of course I was trying my very best to convince them that this was really a very bad bad idea and that they should forget all about adding a new family member....there was no need for any kitten nonsense!
And did they take any notice, did they listen? Of course not! Hoomins can be sooo stubborn sometimes, it’s unbelievable, they’ll not listen to reason  and often they’ll then go and do silly things....like bringing home a new kitten....yeap, they’ve done it!
It was Tuesday evening when they came home from the place they call work...hmmm a bit earlier than normal and they both appeared to be rather excited...they were talking a lot and they were rushing like they were expecting something or somebody to arrive and I was pretty sure that it wasn’t the Amazon delivery man that they were expecting...they don’t get that excited even when he delivers our food and cat litter....so yes I knew that something was going on, despite all their efforts to act like nothing was happening...’tricksty’ hoomins, they thought that they can fool me! Ha....So after a while one of the hoomins went outside and soon after he came back with another new hoomin who had with him a little hoomin and one of those baskets that hoomins use to take Faith to the vet (hee hee, poor Faith!)....I must admit I didn’t stay around to meet those strange new hoomins and check what was on that basket (I don’t like hoomins that I haven’t met before you see) but I’m pretty sure that there was something small and furry inside that basket that made silly squeaky sounds that one might had even called kitten meows...but then again I do not meow myself and therefore I can’t tell for certain whether the sounds were that of meowing (you know meow is so yesterday for us cats of the modern world...no need to meow anymore, there are so many other sounds that a cat can use these days to communicate with hoomins and other cats...).
So I didn’t really have time to see what was in that basket but I knew that something was going on straight away as hoomins for the first time ever they’ve closed the door in the bedroom and they wouldn’t let me go inside or Faith for that matter....and there were strange smells and sounds coming from that room for days with hoomins going in and out and spending a lot of time in there. They were trying of course to act like nothing strange was happening and they’d be extra nice to meowself and Faith...those pesky hoomins they were fooling no one! I knew from the very beginning that something was hidden in that room, something who smell familiar but different as well....a pesky kitten!
Yeap, he does look silly...he is a kitten after all!
So after a few days and in the morning while I was resting on one of my sofas the door finally opened and a small black thing zoomed out from the bedroom, which at first couldn’t see or tell what it was as it was not staying still in one place and it was moving at the speed of light so it was almost impossible to tell for certainty what it was....I’ve never seen anything moving so fast before and appear to get so excited about everything....At some point soon after he finally did slow down and we had then a proper ‘meeting’...yes it was black kitten…hmmm not so bad really, he appear to be quite friendly and rather stoopid as expected from a young kitten who doesn’t know much....He seems to like me and he likes to follow me everywhere, he has become my small shadow now and he is quite fun to be around really...Of course he’d need a bit of training to learn the ways around here and how to behave but he is not that bad for a gullible kitten....he has a lot of potential and I can see meowself getting used to him...oh yes by the way hoomins call him Tolkien...don’t ask me why hoomins come up with such names, nobody knows really why hoomins always pick names that they don’t make a lot of sense...I guess because they are hoomins after all!

Anymeows as you can see there has been a rather interesting week and weekend and although my world as I’ve known it has come to an end, there has been a new beginning....I can see a lot of potential of course...especially when hoomins are not around or watching….he, he!

It is the light that makes me look big...by the way he is not cute!
Better go now must check on the little one to see what havoc he has caused...I can hear the hoomins in the other room making a bit of fuss...he probably is somewhere where he is not supposed to be.... hee hee the fun is about to begin...poor hoomins (not!!!).

Purrs and meows for now!

Before I go though I would like to mention once again that my hoomins are trying to raise money to help older cats such like Choo Choo was with vet bills as their treatments can be very expensive since insurances don’t cover senior cats treatment for life (not fair really as we can live a lot longer now and some of us need medical treatment)...so if you feel generous and you want to help cats like Choo Choo to have a good old age you can donate by clicking here:

Also you can buy some of my own range of products, the  Ozzy Superstar range here too:



Monday, 12 August 2019

The end is very near....thanks to my pesky hoomins!!!

My upside pose...I am too cute for hoomins to resist me I thinkz!
Well, it hasn’t been the best of the weeks (and I’m including the weekend as well, because to add to the week’s misery, one of my hoomins spent all the time on my couch because he wasn’t very well…I had to sleep on him as he wouldn’t move from my favourite spot, well OK, one of my favourite spots, anymeows)  this past week as things have gone from bad to worse...You know, first my best furfriend gone, then there were those cursed awards which I should have won all of them but because of lies, fake news and again pesky hoomins who they didn’t even consider to nominate me for at least a couple of those...I didn’t win any of them of course! I won absolutely nothing...Like there are other cats out there who are better than me...how is this possible? So frustrating to be totally ignored!

Then of course my hoomins thinking that they are funny...they’ve also started making jokes about my misfortune and bad luck and they were saying silly things like that if there were any categories for fat and greedy cats and very spoiled bad behaved ones, they would most definitely nominate me as I would most definitely have won in all the categories...This is an insult, right? My hoomins are just being mean...and most definitely I don’t qualify as a leg warmer either....I’m just showing some attention to the hoomin when she is in the kitchen...no material motives here or anything like it of course....just be kind and considerate, naturally!

But of course not winning anything was not the worst of the worst of this past week you know! The worst moment came when the hoomins started talking about adopting another cat, a KITTEN for that matter! Yes the end in near it seems....A KITTEN COMING TO MY HOUSE, UNTHINKABLE!!!
Seriously now hoomins, don’t you know how bad that idea sounds? I’ve tried of course to convince them that we don’t really need another cat in the house now that it’s only me and Faith but they are convinced that I’m too spoiled as it is and I would get a lot worse as they would end up giving me more attention and even letting me get away with murder (now I think they might be exaggerating a bit here...I don’t really plan to kill anybody...not yet anyways!). They also think that I could also do with another companion now that Choo Choo is not around (he was my best friend and I’m surely missing him....but not to that extend of wanting a kitten in my home...good gracious, the thought of a small, playful cat, getting all that attention from hoomins because it is cute or something....nope I’m not having it!).

I’ve tried to convince the hoomins to get another hamster instead but they didn’t fell for that idea…they say that I’m actually a bad influence on Grizzly too, as he is now imitates me  and he has become like me too lazy and he doesn’t use his wheel that much...I’m sorry hoomins but can you blame him? What is the purpose of that wheel, anyways? It doesn’t go anywhere like his ball, it just goes round and round and round...so boring! EvenGrizzly thinks so and I didn’t give him any ideas either!

So yes, I’m trying very hard and I’m not getting any help from Faith who doesn’t care to convince the hoomins that adopting a kitten would be a very very bad idea...and I don’t have a lot of success at the moment as they are even considering the option of  getting two if they found any that they can’t be separated...that would certainly be catargeddon in my opinion...the end of all things as I’ve known it!

Of course kittens and on the other hand are quite small, aren’t they? They are easy to bully...I mean you know guide to the right ways, to do what you tell them to do and to get blamed for you know....unfortunate accidents which hoomins would otherwise blamed on me...hmmm. This is something that I didn’t think before and which I need to give it some more thought....while I’m having my dinner....
Oh, I can hear someone is in the kitchen, Oh hoomin in the kitchen, I’m coming!

Well till next week, purrs and meows to all!

Before I go though I would like to mention once again that my hoomins are trying to raise money to help older cats such as Choo Choo was with vet bills as their treatments can be very expensive since insurances don’t cover senior cats treatment for life (not fair really as we can live a lot longer now and some of us need medical treatment)...so if you feel generous and you want to help cats like Choo Choo to have a good old age you can donate by clicking here:

Also you can buy some of my own range of products, the  Ozzy Superstar range here too:



Monday, 5 August 2019

Not guilty but award winner material...despite what hoomins think!

Bird watching can be soooo boring sometimes!
You know sometimes I am really disappointed with my hoomins...I mean they can be sooo inconsiderate....especially when it comes to meowself and my purrsonal needs...I don’t think that they have a very high opinion about me either as they are so easily convinced that I am to be blamed for so many things....wrongly of course!
For example the other day they’ve accused me of making a mess in the bathroom while they were trying to clean the house and then they’ve said that they had hard evidence too…Well, I say pfft to that evidence....a little paw print on a wet floor doesn’t prove anything in my opinion...it could have easily been done by anybody with a paw in the house (or even a hoomin trying to frame me by making up such evidence....you know using a false paw to make a print....you know how devious these hoomins can be sometimes...). Besides they shouldn’t have been using that vacuum monster which is very scary and makes loud noises around the house to chase me in the first place anyway....they weren’t really cleaning the house, they were just  wanted to chase me around pretending that the monster was actually cleaning....tricky hoomins...

Nope, I can’t see it hoomin...this is not a paw print and if it is it is definitely not mine!
So it’s not bad enough that they are blaming me for things I didn’t do (well at least not on purpose...you know as we’ve said it before...accidents do happen) but they also don’t even consider me as being an award winning pussycat  to be nominated me for cat awards, when clearly I am clearly a champion in all those cat…egories...
You see,  I’ve heard my hoomins saying that there is a competition of a sort for brave and clever cats like me and then I’ve also found out that my hoomins didn’t bother to nominate me for any of those categories…like I’’m not good enough or something…
One of the categories is for a hero cat that saves the day...well, Hello,  I save my hoomins every single day by being cute, kind, entertaining and most importantly very understanding and tolerant towards all their faults and mistakes they constantly make....The winner in this category should of course be me....who else?

Then there is the category for most caring cat....of course I am the most caring cat in the world...I care for my not so clever hoomins who without me they would have been completely lost and very very bored and with no purpose in life...I also care for Faith now by making sure that her food is just right for her by tasting it every time and also that she gets sufficient exercise by also giving her a little head start with a bit of chasing. So the winner in this category can only be meowself of course....

Then there is the category of furr-ever friends, I am forever friend to my hoomins and I was Choo Choo’s best friend and of course Faith’s(even if she tells you differently, she’s just been stubborn of course)...I’m very loyal and understanding especially when it comes to my hoomins...I let them have a bit of fun by allowing  them to entertain me and play with me when I am bored and I even let them pet me and give me the occasional cuddle...although one of my hoomins is too clingy for me but what can you do...she ie very needy and of course because I’m a caring cat I let her....to a point of course...she needs to know when to stop...especially when it comes to that pink staining stuff she wears on her lips...as I’m turning pink now! So yes of course I should win this category as well...there is no other cat friendlier than meowself again!

As for outstanding rescue cat, well it goes without saying...I am the only winner they can have in this category of course...I was rescued by my current hoomins (well in reality I kinda saved them myself from being bored and miserable after their loss of another cat who used to live with them before me...) and I was offered a good home which of course after testing I’ve decided that it was the right place for me to spend the rest of my life after my previous bad experience with those other not so nice hoomins who they didn’t want me when I was a big cat and not a kitten anymore and chose instead  to keep the other cat instead of me...Well in the end it worked out for the best I guess as my hoomins now despite all their faults they do love me and care for me (even if they are grumpy and pretend to be miserable at times) and they are now my hoomins!

As for the final category, well I think it is for the hoomins only so they can keep that award...all the rest they can send them to my home...there is no need for myself to be there on the night to get them as I’m sure I would be very busy as always....doing what I normally do....(not just snoozing or eating of course...there are other important things that I do which you know they are purrsonal after all).

So I would expecting those awards to be arriving very soon

In the meantime purrs and meows till next time!


Now for a bit of bad news I’m afraid....We’ve lost recently Choo Choo who was my best friend and my hero and who tolerated everybody and everything...even me when I was a bit too excitable and he wasn’t. He was 17 and a half years old and was living with the hoomins for 16 years now, since they found him abandoned all these years ago. He passed away quietly on Saturday night after a short illness and now we are all missing him....
Goodbye Choo Choo you were a great companion to all cats and hoomins!

Choo Choo was my best friend and I’d miss him!
I would also like to mention here again that my hoomins trying to raise money to help older cats such as Choo Choo was with vet bills as their treatments can be very expensive since insurances don’t cover senior cats treatment for life (not fair really as we can live a lot longer now and some of us need medical treatment)...so if you feel generous and you want to help cats like Choo Choo to have a good old age you can donate by clicking here:

Also you can buy some of my own range of products, the  Ozzy Superstar range here:



Monday, 29 July 2019

Purrsonality Meltdown - my hoomins are calling it...don’t think so!

Not a hamster...just checking these green and orange stuff...yak!


You know, I’ve always maintained that I’m a normal cat...well, I consider meowself to be a normal cat…I look like one and I act like one....but somehow my hoomins seem to have a different opinion for their bizarre reasons of course!
They even say that I have split purrsonality and that I suffer from purrsonality meltdown (one of my hoomins was saying to the other hoomin the other day that my upbringing as a kitten and previous experiences might have something to do this...pfft, I say as she seems to consider herself to be some kind of expert on cat behaviour or something similar and she thinks she understands us, cats....very unlikely story I say that any hoomin really understands or knows anything about cat behaviour,  hee, hee...so funny they can be those hoomins sometimes)!

So you see, first they started by accusing me of acting like a kitten and not like a cat of my age... (what is age anyway? Another hoomin meaningless invention)....being too playful and as they call it rather mischievous but of course they were only exaggerating and misunderstood me as always...As I am only using some of that excess energy by doing a bit of exercising and some as it would have been expected normal cat investigating, nothing unusual here, just doing what a normal cat would do under similar circumstances...

Then they were also started accusing me of not behaving like a cat but instead acting like a small dog, a puppy they call it  simply because I like following my hoomins around the house all the time so to keep an eye on them of course, as well as waiting for them at the door when they come home in the evening (isn’t that what all good cats suppose to do anyway when hoomins are coming home??? Very normal!) and even they say that I growl and make noises like a dog and I don’t know how to meow or hiss like a cat....well, hoomins I don’t like hissing because it is soooo below me, such an uncivilised behaviour, getting angry and star hissing like a snake....a behaviour that any respectable cat these days would try to avoid as there is no real reason to be angry and show aggressive behaviour, us, cats are so so much better now than we used to be when we used to live on our own. We have learned to be social and polite towards other cats and hoomins…even towards dogs! As for meowing, well again not all cats meow or to explain it better there is no real need to meow anymore as we simply use different sounds to communicate with our hoomins and which sounds our hoomins seem to understand as well lot better than …meowing!
As for communicating with each other...well again no sounds needed, we understand each other without the need to vocalise, we have developed what you hoomins called ‘telepathy’ but it is a catepathy as only cats understand it and know how to use it...we are in process of course of trying to  teach our hoomins the same method but as hoomins aren’t that intelligent they still have a long way to go to reach our level and a lot of work is still needed....but we are getting there!

Now and back to my hoomins and to the latest chapter of this saga of purrsonalities issues I’m now and once again being accused of being something else…This time I’m hamster simply because my hoomins caught me yesterday sitting in the small cat’s home (who for some strange reason hoomins are calling hamster...and they think that is a small creature that I should have some grudge against for some reason...so peculiar....these hoomins and their logic again!!). You see and because I was only checking the little cat’s or hamster’s (to please those hoomins) home to see if it is safe to sit and sleep there and also because they think that they saw me eating his food as well  (as I have seen him eating all that stuff constantly so I was kinda curious to see how that peculiar looking and smelling stuff tasted and of course whether it was safe to eat) my hoomins now they say that I’m turning to a hamster....Which of course it is totally and utterly absurd...how is it possible a big cat like me to change to a small creature like that hamster and start eating all these seeds and vegetables...not very likely, really!

So, hoomins, chill! I’m still a cat, nothing has changed...I’m not turning to a dog or hamster or even a hoomin (good grief…what a thought) even if I like playing with my bone occasionally or seem to like sitting on the hamster’s home and even nibbling on some of his food....It’s all part of being a cat that has many responsibilities in his domain...Everything is under control...I’m in charge of everything and everybody as always..so don’t worry about me and my purrsonalities!

So now hoomins I think is about time for my dinner...I fancy some chicken...you can keep the bones of course...
Purrs and meows till next time fellow cats out there!

But before I go I would like to mention here again that my hoomins trying to raise money to help with our older cats vet bills as their treatments can be very expensive since insurances don’t cover senior cats treatment for life (not fair really as we can live a lot longer now and some of us need medical treatment)...so if you feel generous and you want to help you can donate by clicking here:

Also now I have my own range of products Ozzy Superstar which you can buy from here:


Monday, 22 July 2019

When sometimes accidents happen...hoomins are not meant to be amused


Here I am, having a little me time!

You know, us, cats are known for being graceful and always the ones who are in charge in our environments of others and of course hoomins (well they do need somebody to look after them after all, as they are not very good at taking care of themselves as everybody knows…).
We are creatures of mystery and elegance and our history goes well back in ancient times when we were considered gods (ahh the good old days...one time again we will rule the world...with our hoomins of course....that’s what I meant). But of course sometimes things don’t always go according to plan and little mishaps do happen...You know you might accidentally  miscalculate the distance between the floor and the kitchen counter because of bad light or because you were distracted by the hoomin in there and your first attempt of climbing might not have proved to be successful. Well sometimes things do happen and we don’t always have totally control over them...

Or in another instance for example you might want to jump from one surface to another, let’s say on the top of the fridge and again you might get distracted by the hoomin who is doing something and you might not let’s say notice the big bowl full of water that the hoomin is using to clean the fish tank and as as result you might find yourself by accident… inside that bowl...a very nasty experience getting wet suddenly...sooo unexpectedly. Rather scary as well as it was so sudden and wet...Of course in such a situation your first reaction would be to run away and to find a quiet corner to contemplate what has just happened and of course to also dry the very wet parts...mostly your bag legs and tail...
And naturally and in such a situation you’d expect your hoomins to be considerate and rather worried about your wellbeing....you had after all a nasty accident and not to be rolling on the floor laughing and making such a big deal out of such a nasty situation...calling you clumsy!
Nope, I was most definitely didn’t expect my hoomins to react in such a way, it was an unfortunate and very unpleasant situation, one which myself and hoomins should feel the need to forget as soon as possible and not to be wishing to have recorded it so it can watch the ‘accident’ again...in slow motion (really, why hoomins?).
 So disappointed with my hoomins, it wasn’t funny it was very unfortunate and most definitely not my fault...They know too well that I like jumping on top of the fridge so to keep an eye on what’s going on down and therefore they shouldn’t have booby trapped with bowls of water my spot....I didn’t know that hoomin was doing the fish tank (she always cleans that big watery bowl with these creatures who always swim round and round....soooo boring), No most definitely it wasn’t my fault...

Also it wasn’t my fault that I’ve knocked those moth jars from that unit...why those hoomins put things on top of shelves and bookcases that I can easily knock over, don’t they know that I’m going to climb there soon or later to see what’s going on? So, no, I wasn’t going to set those moths free again inside (hoomins usually let them free outside), I wasn’t even aware that they were there anyway! So there was no reason for them to again start laughing because I got surprised and a little bit scared (just a little bit, OK?) when those noisy glassy jars fell on that floor...it was again very unexpected...(and they didn’t even get damaged!). It is not really fair that hoomins find very amusing all these unfortunate accidents or the fact that they keep saying that I’m a very ‘clumsy fellow...for a  cat. I’m not a  clumsy fellow, I’m a handsome fellow hoomins...
Very upsetting indeed....and I’m not sure that I can forgive them for being so cruel to me....No way!

Hmmm! Wait a minute, now, did hoomin call me? Oh I think she is feeling up my food bowl...Better go and check, just to make sure that food is not getting wasted of course!

Purrs and meows till next time!

But before I go I would like to mention here again that my hoomins trying to raise money to help with our older cats vet bills as their treatments can be very expensive since insurances don’t cover senior cats treatment for life (not fair really as we can live a lot longer now and some of us need medical treatment)...so if you feel generous and you want to help you can donate by clicking here:

Also now I have my own range of products Ozzy Superstar which you can buy from here:



Monday, 15 July 2019

When hoomins are too busy for you...I don’t like it!

Where that darn bone has gone now...I’d get you!


Here we are again! Another not so great weekend has just passed and once again I can’t say that I had a good time despite the fact that my hoomins were at home most of the time (well at least one of my hoomins anymeows, as the other sometimes tends to spend a lot of time outside on Caturday and then comes back carrying bagsthat they don’t have any cat food, treats or toys....it’s all hoomin stuff! Nope don’t like it, she spends too much time outdoors and I don’t think that is good for her....you know she needs to stay home and rest like the other hoomin does and give me a lot of attention and extra treats and food!).

So and as I was saying last weekend wasn’t again a good one as and once again I didn’t get much attention from any of my hoomins...on the contrary they were rather upset at times with me and I’m not quite sure even now what I did wrong...I was just being my normal self!
You know, I’ve followed the normal weekend routine, started early, well normal for any other day of the week of course. My morning waking up the hoomins alarm started as usual with the one hoomin, sitting on her then moving to the biting and scratching face, hands, exposed feet phase and then afterwards  going to the other hoomin (well, I don’t want him to feel left out of course) till he eventually gave in and he got up (she is a lot harder to wake up in the weekends than he is as she sleeps a lot and even locks me out of the room so not to try to get her up again till she decides to get up herself...no fair really as I don’t like being behind closed doors and she totally ignores my meows and scratching at the door efforts! I really don’t understand how she can ignore me when I’m trying my very hardest to be as loud as I can be so she can hear me...such a mystery that hoomin!).

So and when eventually the first hoomin got up I thought that we were for a nice, enjoyable weekend with hoomins around to give me the attention (and food of course) I needed. But things weren’t going according to plan as hoomins seemed to be pre-occupied with Choo Choo instead.
Well I know that Choo Choo hasn’t being his normal ignoring me all the time himself lately and he seems to have some issues with his food, hoomins are giving him different food than before because he can’t eat the normal stuff anymore (well, good thing that I’m around of course so all that nice food doesn’t get wasted although hoomins are not so keen to distribute all that food to any of us at all as they keep saying something like..no good for anybody really....I do hope that they are not going to waste all that food after all!).
But of course it’s not just the food that Choo Choo has to eat and which food hoomins also think now that I should be eating as well because they believe that I’m on the plump size (what that means anyway?) and I need to eat less and better so I don’t get too fat (once again I’m not fat hoomins!) and which food of course not only doesn’t taste that great but it also comes in small portions which they are not that filling, believe me!
Why oh why do I need that horrible food that Choo Choo now eats? You see Choo Choo is old, I’m not....Not fair!
So and as I was saying it wasn’t only the change of the food that spoiled my weekend but also the fact that Choo Choo took advantage of the hoomins and made them feel sorry for him and as result they spend most of the time giving him attention and ignoring me despite my efforts to remind me that I was also around (well I had to knock over a few things to get their attention of course)...It was all poor Choo Choo this and poor Choo Choo that and he was sitting and snoozing on hoomins all the time and hoomins wouldn’t disturb him or give me a bit of attention...Boy how Choo Choo milked it all weekend....and then Faith would come and squeak and she would get some attention as well....she doesn’t even meow properly, she just squeaks for pity’s sake!

So I had to find ways to entertain myself at times between my little power naps, you know find anything that I can play like that bone I’ve stolen from the hoomin’s plate, best toy ever I can tell you! I had a lot of fun all weekend with that bone...Hey don’t judge me now....I had to have some fun on my own as I was getting bored seeing Choo Choo playing the I’m not too well, give me some more attention hoomins, card all weekend!

Anymeows at least now everything is back to normal (except from my food that is, I’m still getting the same small crappy portions, thanks to Choo Choo of course) and Choo Choo miraculously  got better now that hoomins had to go back to work....grrr....

Better go now and see if I can convince hoomins that I might die from starvation if they don’t feed me some proper food soon!

Purrs and meows for now!

But before I go I would like to mention here again that my hoomins trying to raise money to help with our older cats vet bills as their treatments can be very expensive since insurances don’t cover senior cats treatment for life (not fair really as we can live a lot longer now and some of us need medical treatment)...so if you feel generous and you want to help you can donate by clicking here:


Also now I have my own range of products Ozzy Superstar which you can buy from here:





Monday, 8 July 2019

Weekends are not that great after all...I’ve decided, especially when hoomins are at home...pfft!

I’m right here...hiding from hoomins,,,good hiding, ha?


You know I came to the conclusion that I don’t really like weekends after all....especially those weekends that hoomins decide that they will be staying at home ALL the time to recharge their batteries and to annoy, us, kittens and destroy our normal peaceful and relaxing time at home...

As I’ve mentioned it before weekends mornings are really bad to start with...actually they are a sort of a nightmare to kinda think of it...For starters hoomins don’t get up on their normal time in the mornings as they are having what they call it a ‘lying in’...which means that they would stay in bed almost indefinitely with no consideration of us, suffering starving kitties who we don’t have our breakfast on time...I really try my very best every time to get them up at a reasonable time but they are so stubborn and they totally ignore me...nothing it seems to work with those pesky hoomins on those weekend mornings, despite all my best efforts to get them up at a reasonable time so they can do their chores. I mean last Caturday I even tried something totally different to see if that might work but and unfortunately nothing seems to have an effect on these lazy hoomins on weekends! This time I’ve first tried the scratching of the exposed foot of the one of the hoomins but darn it she was too quick for me and she put it away far too quickly for me to do any real damage...I mean to be effective in my attempts to get her up of course! Then it was the scratching of the exposed hand, again she was too quick so I went for the nose and that didn’t go according to plan either...she got really annoyed at me and she went undercovers...Nope that plan didn’t work at all so I haD to spend the rest of the morning sitting on top of the other hoomin till he eventually decided to get up...very very late than normal...I’m telling you it is impossible to get them at a decent time in the weekends...I wonder though...is it just me and  my hoomins are just faulty or is this a common practice among other hoomins as well on weekends? Hmm...I wonder!

So and when eventually they’ve decided to get up at some really ridiculously late time and it is almost too late for breakfast (only joking of course, it is never too late for any kind of meal of course for us, kitties!) then it started to get even more tiresome than just trying to get them out of bed! I mean hoomins they then started to act a bit peculiar, you know they’ve started noticing me and paying more attention than usual, which was a bit weird and rather uncomfortable I dare to say! All of the sudden they were very very friendly and were looking at me rather peculiar! They’ve started giving me me the attention that you don’t really want from your hoomins, you know when they start thinking that maybe a visit to the vet is due or something similar and very unpleasant is about to happen!  You know, when they suddenly are noticing that you are in need of good brush and then they try to create bald spots with that horrible brush, when quite clearly I didn’t need any kind of brushing(I am always purrfect)....or and even worse noticing that your claws are too long and they need trimming...hoomins no, no nobody touches my claws, I’d do my own trimming thank you very much...But of course and as it was to be expected they wouldn’t leave me alone and after a while and some chasing and a bit of hiding and seek playing as well I was finally trapped (well they were two of them and one poor little me) and they’ve managed in the end to trim my poor little claws. Of course and as it is to be expected I made a lot fuss and I was pretending to be extremely annoyed and even I’ve tried to bite hoomins hand (hee, hee). What do you expect? I had to play my part of course of the very annoyed, sulking kitty, even if there was no harm done and my claws look and feel a lot better now, but you can’t let hoomins know that now, can you? So yes weekends sometimes can be really hellish when hoomins are at home and they decide that they need to give you a bit more attention than normal...they feel that they have been neglecting you and you need a bit of ‘pampering’, good grief what ever next? A bubble bath?...Just kidding, let’s not send out there to the universe anymore bad vibes and suddenly those pesky hoomins start getting such crazy ideas...
Well at least the weekend is over now and hoomins are back to their normal routine and too tired after work to give me too much attention...phew!

By the way and if by any chance have heard any rumours about a new girlfriend...I’m telling you know that’s it’s all lies, she just happened to pass by and I was just looking outside and I didn’t get all excited or anything...I don’t even think that she is pretty anymeow, just another ordinary black cat....who she might like me a little...so don’t listen to my hoomins, they are just seeing things now and making too much of a deal of nothing, really meow!

Anymeows better go mow!

Purrs and meows till next time


But before I go I would like to mention here again that my hoomins trying to raise money to help with our older cats vet bills as their treatments can be very expensive since insurances don’t cover older cats treatment for life (not fair really as we can live a lot longer now and some of us need medical treatment)...so if you feel generous and you want to help you can donate click here:

Also now I have my own range of products Ozzy Superstar which you can buy from here:





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