Sunday, 25 February 2007

Meezer Munday III/ Tongue Tuesday!!!

This is a picture of baby Mao asleep with his tongue poking out. I think he looks like a real idiot but the slaves think he looks cute! He hardly looks regal - honestly, I think I was adopted - I can't possibly be related to such a reprobate!
On a lighter note, here is a copy of an email I was sent recently. I think it sums up the basic differences between cats and dogs.
What do you think?
Dog and Cat Diary
As seen in a dog's diary:
7 am - Oh boy! A walk! My favourite!
8 am - Oh boy! Dog food! My favourite!
9 am - Oh boy! The kids! My favourite!
Noon - Oh boy! The yard! My favourite!
2 pm - Oh boy! A car ride! My favourite!
3 pm - Oh boy! The kids! My favourite!
4 pm - Oh boy! Playing ball! My favourite!
6 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Mom! My favourite!
7 pm - Oh boy! Welcome home Dad! My favourite!
8 pm - Oh boy! Dog food! My favourite!
9 pm - Oh boy! Tummy rubs on the couch! My favourite!
11 pm - Oh boy! Sleeping in my people's bed! My favourite!
As seen in a cat's diary:
Day 183 of my captivity... My captors continued to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from clawing the furniture.
Tomorrow I may eat another house plant. Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded - must try this at the top of the stairs.
In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favourite chair - must try this on their bed.
Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was. Hmmm, not working according to plan.
There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the food. More important, I overheard that my confinement was due to my powers of inducing "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to myadvantage.
I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird, on the other hand, has got to be an informant and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait; it is only a matter of time.


Bonnie Underfoot said...

Yes, the only fing worse than sharin my house wif Victor would be sharin it wif (shudder) a dawg. Yao-lin, we can include Icon Baxter Bentley in the get-rid-of-siblings group. I keep trying E-Bay, but they don't understand Catonese.

Kaze, Latte, or Chase said...

Hahaha! So true! And you're right, Mao is not nearly as dignified as you. I find those lynx points are just not as cute as us seal points.


Tara said...

Now I am glad I'm an only kitty! I really get to run my humans! Tara

Dragonheart said...

My mom thinks Mao is cute. :) But she thinks you are very handsome.

I'm an only kitty now, but by humans plan on getting another Sphynx from my breeder when my half-sister has a litter in the spring. Reading how much everyone hates their siblings, though, I'm not sure that's such a good idea!

Daisy said...

I have to agree with Dragonheart: little Mao is so cute! But Yao-lin, you are handsome.

Name: Mr. Hendrix said...

tee hee hee. Nice tongue Mao. He must be dreaming of treats...or grooming...or treats....
I'm an only kitty so I'm the only one who is thought of as cute and adorable in my house tongue in or out! He is cute, but you Yao-lin, are regal!

Sophia, The Diva Kitty said...

Heh - what a cute little pink tongue

George, Tipper, Max & Misty said...

I agree completely, Yao-Lin. Dogs are useless creatures and should be eliminated. That would give us more of a chance at world domination.