Meezer Monday

After more than a week in the wilderness without a computer, the only photos I can find on the human's stupid camera are of THIS:







Baby Mao's stinky poo prints!! SO WHERE EXACTLY ARE THE PHOTOS OF ME???????

YOURS, IRATE AND SHOUTING VERY LOUDLY


HRH YAO-LIN

Meezer Monday

Human, I do not appreciate having my royal self photographed by you, with you.



And honestly, you need to stop trying to kiss me, this instant. I will never, EVER kiss you back, so stop trying.

Yours, disgusted as usual


HRH Yao-Lin xx

Meezer Monday

Human...do you hear that sound?



Yes, that's right - it's your alarm clock. The clocks have changed, you get an extra hour in bed and STILL you manage to be late for work.

You really are a pathetic excuse for a slave.

Now leave me alone so that I can go back to sleep. MY clock hasn't altered at all.

Ta ta for now


HRH Yao-Lin xx

Moody Meezer Monday

Human, might I suggest that you get your fat bum off facebook and cook me some dinner....



Or a roasted Baby Mao can easily be arranged...



Mwa ha ha ha


HRH Yao-Lin xx

Meezer Monday

The runt Baby Mao is attention seeking again. He has grazed his jaw or something. Anyway, much more importantly, here are some photos of me looking distraught with worry:









Gosh, I am staggeringly beautiful, even when filled with anxiety over my idiot brother! I did NOT sniff out his injury and hiss at him, no matter what the human slave tells you.

Ta ta for now


HRH Yao-Lin

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

Moody Meezer Monday

Oh I am moody indeed.

This is the worst Monday. Ever.



Stressed and frazzled, I have decided to take a leaf from the Cat Realm's blog and attempt to relax my beautiful tired eyes with cucumber. I think it is working.

So why am I so moody today? My reasons are twofold:

1. Somecat stole my towel turban so I cannot wash and dry my beautiful ears.

2. Apparently a blind panel of judges decided to award first prize to Baby Mao for the Spring has Sprung contest.

I am happy to have helped raise money for a good cause but honestly, HOW could Baby Mao have won? There were so many fabulous entries and NONE of them involved poo.

I have to repeat my old adage: Baby Mao only wins contests because you can't smell him through the Internet.

I am too distressed to add any further comments on this matter. I must return to hunting for my towel turban.

Ta ta for now

*sniff*


HRH Yao-Lin x

Moody Meezer Monday

Baby Mao has commandeered the new bed, so I am reduced to napping on a stupid chair underneath the human's filthy fleece jumper.

If you look closely at the picture, you will see that my left eye is open. That is because I am sulking. Not sleeping - sulking. I shall no doubt sulk my way into 2008.

I do not have any New Years Resolutions, other than resolving to scour the Internet for some industrial strength air freshener. I think you all know why.

I wish you all an exceptionally happy and prosperous New Year. My human is trussed up like a Christmas turkey ready to go out for the night. Pa-the-tic.

Ta ta for now


HRH Yao-Lin xxxx