Moody Meezer Monday

I can't cope with this relentless heat. For DAYS the humidity has been forcing me to do little more than 'flop' onto the rug. I cannot move.




I would say I cannot eat because of the heat but I doubt anycat would believe me.



The human says I look fat in these photos! Honestly, talk about pot and kettle! Traitorous wench!

Right, I'm off to 'flop' all over the human until she fans me with a magazine. It is the very least she can do.

Yours, unable to cope in this extreme climate


HRH Yao-Lin

Meezer Rule Wednesday

My Meezer Rule is dedicated to the wonderful, heroic Mu Shue who was helped to the bridge.

Meezer Rule: When you are overcome with grief, start a fight with your brother. It won't stop the pain but it will distract you for a short time.



We will always love you, Mu Shue! You are a hero and will be missed forever!

HRH Yao-Lin xx

Yoga on Monday

Monday is the human's day to engage in a spot of yoga. Whilst I enjoy watching her flounder into attempting various yoga poses, none of which she can actually DO, I also like to annoy her by relaxing on her yoga mat.


This is the 'Siamese cat' pose:



And this is known as the 'furchin pose':





I was also given this award by my wonderful friend Monty!



Thank you Monty! I would like to pass this onto Ramses & Isis.

I sincerely hope everyone is having a wonderful week. I will be working on pushing the human over as she practices her downward dogs. It's fun (and a little painful for her) when I jump on her back!

Ta ta for now


HRH Yao-Lin xx

Thursday Cartoon

Meezer Monday

Stupid human slave. She persistently shoves that stupid camera in my face with her chubby hands and then wonders why this follows:




Offer a siamese a hand and he will bunnykick an entire limb. It's the law.

Ta ta for now


HRH Yao-Lin xx

Friday Fridge Meme

At last! I have been tagged by my wonderful friends at the Cat Realm for the Fridge Meme!

Here are the rules:

A fun and simple MEME for the hot summer. Show us a photo of the front of your Cold Box and tell us about at least one thing on it and one thing you keep inside of it! Tag your friends and remember to stay COOL!"

Well, this is my fridge. Quite unspectacular, I know, but then I AM forced to live in poverty so what does one expect?



The first object on my fridge that might draw your attention is this abomination:



Yes, it is Baby Mao's certificate for winning the Cat Realm's Halloween Contest.

Also, there is a photo of my human slave in happier days when she was dating Captain Jack Sparrow. I'm not sure if I quite believe her stories about her time with him.I thought Captain Jack liked..how can I put this...THIN women! Mwa ha ha



There is also a wonderful photo of Adan which, quite rightly, has pride of place.



Lastly, there is a rather wonderful magnet that I felt would be appropriate to share with you:



As for what is kept in my fridge...sadly the fridge is empty. I am starved, you know. If it weren't for the neighbour's bins, I would have wasted away by now.

Now, who's fridge would I like to see.....


Cheysuli!

Latte

Castle

Pyewacket

Captain Jack & Dante

Ramses & Isis

Eric n Flynn

Have a wonderful weekend darlings! Mine will be spent in a state of hunger, as usual.

Ta ta for now


HRH Yao-Lin xx

A Meme on Tuesday

My good friend hendrix recently tagged me for the Kilroy meme!

The rules:

Link to the one who tagged you.
List the rules on your blog. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
Tag some blogger friends with links. Leave a comment on their blog to let them know they've been tagged.

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1. I will not purr whilst Baby Mao is in my presence. I will not snuggle, cuddle, play or eat whilst he is nearby. This is a fact.

2. As you are aware, I am constantly climbing over the wall of the garden, rummaging through the neighbour's bins and bringing home delicacies. To date these include: KFC, Tuna Mayonnaise Baguette, half a loaf of crusty bread, Pizza, curried chicken, BBQ chicken & chips.

3. Apparently my human had two felines before I came along. They were maine coon ladies and were, from what I can gather, very prissy. Sometimes, I sense them in the room and will sit and stare at them for hours, just to freak out the human! There is a picture of one of them, Jezebel, below.

4. I am extremely vocal. I howl constantly. This is important as the human slave never understands her instructions the first time I tell her.

5. I have been in several cat fights before, most notably with my baby brother. I have walked into the neighbour's house and attacked her little tabby cat. I have made enemies with every single cat in this neighbourhood. They hate me - I detest them. I thrive on the tension!

6. About two weeks ago, the human walked out of the house and down the driveway. She looked behind her and saw six neighbourhood cats all running towards my house. The idiot human actually thought that they wanted to play with me! Ha!



Now, without further ado, I would like to tag:

Luxor
Cheysuli
Moki

Sleepy Sunday

A moment of calm...



BEFORE I STARTED SCREAMING : " I WANT MY BED TO MYSELF" !



Is it too much to ask?

On a lighter note, I have been tagged by the Good Cats for the following award!



Here is some information about this prestigous award:

“The ‘Arte y Pico’ award was created to be given to bloggers who inspire others with their creative energy and their talents, whether it be writing, artwork in all media. When you receive this award it is considered a ’special honor’. Once you have received this award, you are to pass it on to at least 5 others.”

Thank you good cats - I am so happy that my daily suffering brings others joy. *sob*

I shall pass this award on to the following:

Bendrix because he is firmly on my wavelength.

Castle because he is practically family.

Pyewacket because she consistently posts inspiring pictures.

The Zoolatry gang - you all know why they deserve this award!

Cheysuli because she is a political power house in a corrupt world.

I trust your weekend is going smoothly. As you can see from my photos, mine is not.

Ta ta for now


HRH Yao-Lin xxx

Tattle Tail Tuesday

Today I am tattling on one of my adoring fans.

For months, I have received flattering emails from Suzanne, a human slave to a Siamese Princess named Molly. Suzanne lives in America and is quite smitten by my regal beauty.

Dear Suzanne recently sent me a portrait of her darling meezer Molly. It is STUNNING and Molly is truly regal:



Unfortunately, Suzanne (who is clearly not as clever as her Siamese Princess) addressed the envelope like THIS:



SINCE WHEN DID BABY MAO BECOME A ROYAL PRINCE? DID THIS HAPPEN WHEN I WASN'T LOOKING? WHO GAVE THAT LITTLE RUNT THE PREFIX 'HRH'???

Please enlighten me.

In the meantime, I'll sit and stare at the wonder that is the Siamese Princess Molly.





Yours, hopeful that others realise the gravity of this mistake


HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS


YAO-LIN