It's all very complicated, you see.
At first, the teenage human seemed to be a person that I could detest as much as I do my human slave. She was annoying, loud, and in MY HOUSE.
Then she started giving me treats, chin scritches and compliments.
" Your Highness", she cooed, " I adore Siamese cats! You are perfection beyond belief!! Please let me sit by your paws and brush you for hours on end!".
She even brought over steak.
This piqued my interest. I began to wonder, 'are all humans completely useless like my slave or are some slightly more intelligent as this specimen seems to be?'.
She adores me. I really don't blame her.
I'll carry on enjoying the steak-gifts and compliments and will allow her to believe we have some kind of a future. In reality, I just feel pity for her. She will never be good enough for one of my royal background. Poor deluded girl.
Yours, in a complicated relationship. With the mirror.
HRH Yao-Lin xxxx
Thursday, 11 March 2010
Friday, 16 October 2009
Ears forward, the mighty Frootbat spots his prey...
His eyes glowing with rage, he waits for the opportune moment to kill his target....
.....The grey tailed rat has no idea his fate is sealed.
Mwa ha ha! To be continued....
HRH Yao-Lin xxx
Wednesday, 23 September 2009
Tuesday, 15 September 2009
Greetings, dearest followers...
As you can see, my lot has not improved in the slightest. In fact, things have got slowly and steadily worse.
Firstly, the human vacated the hovel to care for her mother aka Cripella De Ville. She is back now but getting the stern silent treatment from yours truly.
Secondly, I keep getting trapped under stinky Mao.
I haven't been able to update my blog for the above reasons. It is nothing short of tragic.
Yours, wondering when it will ever end
HRH Yao-Lin xx
Tuesday, 21 July 2009
Once upon a time there was a very hungry cat. A VERY hungry cat.
On Monday, he ate some cereal:
On Tuesday, he demolished some left over roast beef:
On Wednesday, the poor starving cat rummaged through the neighbour's bins to retrieve the only sustenance he could find - a left over MacDonald's cheeseburger:
On Thursday the very hungry cat became outraged when his human called him 'porky'.
The poor boy is clearly wasting away.
Yours, starving as always
HRH Yao-Lin xx
Monday, 6 July 2009
Wednesday, 1 July 2009
No, human, I am NOT going to tell you where I have been today. Nor will I divulge the reason I am this stinky. In fact, I am insulted you even ask - I am NOT smelly at all, I don't honk and I have NOT been rolling around in cat urine all day.
Now leave me alone before I bunnykick you into oblivion.
Yours, rolling around in the sunshine and NOTHING ELSE