Tuesday, March 31, 2009

COT Hand it over!

When Tom comes home the cats allow him to get changed into his comfy shorts. But then they herd him into the kitchen and put him to work. Au demands his chicken with louds MEOWs and Target asks for his liver with tiny meew meew meeps! Soft or loud doesn't matter because the message is the same: HAND IT OVER!

I find this so cute when Au and Target do this. But I have to laugh at myself too because I'd never tolerate this sort of bullying from human people. Just as well I'm not a parent. I'd probably bring up kids as cats.

Happy Cats on Tuesday! For more, visit Gattina or check the blog roll on the left.

PS Katz Tales is out on Saturday in the print version of The Star, Weekend section.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

COT Paws UP!

Cats sleep in the oddest ways. Here is Target, zoning out on the sofa, back paws up in the air, back twisted like a pretzel, a smile better than Julia Roberts' and purring away like the happy fuzz he is. I don't think I could ever be as cute.

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Tuesday, March 17, 2009

COT Sun worshipper

Au is lying on top of my Beetle. He is sunbathing in the mid morning sun.

I wouldn't be surprised if we were living in the cooler bits of Europe or North America, but when you live in Malaysia, a mere hip-skip-and-jump from the equator, it seems to make no sense. We've got boiling hot days where you turn beetroot red from walking about without suntan lotion for just 20 minutes. Yet Au is out there in his fur coat, soaking up the rays. When he comes in, he's toasty hot.

I thought until recently our senior cat just had a screw loose. But apparently cats have a problem synthesising Vitamin D. It seems that their fur blocks sunlight, the stuff needed to turn this vitamin into the stuff that gives you strong bones and healthy teeth.

So obviously Au is far brighter than I give him credit for. He isn't simply lounging about, he's taking care of his health!

Happy Cats On Tuesday! For more cats, visit Gattina or check the blog roll on the left. If you're in Malaysia, check out the Weekender section of The Star on Saturday and meet Mei Mei and Micko, our new silky terrier neighbours. Dog Talk only appears in the print version of The Star.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

COT Shrew Trouble

Last week I saw a tiny sharp face peering at me from the stairs. For a moment I thought it was a rat. then I saw the tail and realised it was one of the neighbourhood squirrels. It's one thing having these little things outside, but inside is different. I was hoping our intruder would walk down the stairs and out of the front door. But oh no, it headed for the kitchen. I ended up opening all the windows before persuading him to be on his way.

The next day Target went for a snack. He came back seconds later with huge eyes to tell me that someone was eating his food. When I went with him, I saw this:

Then this:

Target was terrified. And our intruder was terrified too! I put Target on the bed, opened up the bathroom window, looped back the luxaflex and thought that would be enough to show our unwanted guest the way out.

But oh, no! The squirrel was terrified. It took him 15 minutes to get the idea that an open window means an exit.

We see these little visitors all the time. They rush around like maniacs but our cats don't bother them much. If one whizzes past, Au and Target will chase it. But if it stops, the cats ignore it.

I thought my cats were just lazy (or finally listening to my speeches about the need for peaceful coexistance!) or that these little rats with tails smell bad. But the strays we feed don't bother them either. And those cats will skin a rat before you can say, "dinner time."

Our squirrels are so blase about the neighbourhood fuzzies that they steal the cat biscuits we put out at the back for the stray girls. We can hear their loud sucking noises the second we close the back door.

I was talking to Sharon about our visitor when she put me straight. We dont' have squirrels, we've got Tree Shrews, called Tupai in Malay. When she told me these animals are well known to be exceptionally intelligent, all I could say was that our visitor was pretty thick.

But then Sharon pointed out that tupai are wellknown drunks. They're such notorious piss artists that they have their own YouTube shows. That of course is different. I rushed home immediately and checked the booze cupboard. The vodka was untouched.

Luckily the drunken tupai are the pen tailed tupai. Clearly we have the Common Malaysian Tupai visiting us. As you can see, he's got a bushy tail, not a quil-like one.

Pen tailed tupai:

Common Malaysian tupai:

He's welcome to pop in for cat biscuits. But if he pinches my vodka, there's going to be trouble!

Happy Cats On Tuesday! For more cats, visit Gattina or check the blog roll on the left.

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

COT Au's Baby Pictures

I found this the other day: it's Au when he was a tiny kitten some 10 years ago. Back then he was so small, he could sit under the printer on my desk. Isn't he cute?

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