I am the official representative fur Furrlantine's Day. So we are sending many many happy wishes to effuryone. Please see our wishes here :) 
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Happy Furrlantine's Day
Sunday, February 08, 2009
New Cubes
Ok..where is the treat?
The boys loved their new cubes. They're made of nylon and stick together with velcro. They are very light and would tumble at the slightest rumble which delights Tanaka a lot. Tanaka races through them like no tomorrow and the others know that if they investigate the cubes, sometimes they find a treat :) I got them online last year and they just came in last week. :) 
What time is it?
Time for shut eye san....
Grandma is still very disturbed about the fact that Megat has these scars close to his eyes. She kept asking me if this was eye gunk and I keep telling her that it is just his skin without the fur. He may have been in a fight before and something horrible must have happened. Its too bad> he would look much more handsome if he has fur there :)
I have completed the 2nd dose of Eprex 3 weeks ago but he is till on sub q. Dr S said I would have to bring him for a review in 2 months so he would be going to the vet again in early March. He is getting more and more sleepy though he still drinks water from his cup enthusisatically, even after his sub q sessions. 
Hello sunday
Finally an entry...
San has been furry busy doing errr....I dunno. But she finally asked me to write the post fur today as it is Sunday. Nuffing happened in the whole week except I went fur walks on 4 days. I didn't go on Friday as san had to work late. san told me that the owner of the 8 catses didn't say anyfing to her about taking care offur the catses. Tsk!
But everyone is just so sleepy...
Effuryone offur us is furry sleepy on Sunday. Toro did not come out at all as we have guests who slept over. He is furry scared still offur them but I am not :) Even megat is not scared offur them.
on Sunday...zzzzz
Tanaka decided to sleep on his house. san has put his house in our room and not in grandma's room as it scares Ms Akira. So now Tanaka does not go into grandma's room as often although he still likes to be furry kpo about Ms Akira still. I fink he will always be very nosy. He only finks offur fun and do not care about her feelings! Tsk! These kids! 
Afternoon Delights
Tanaka: Whats that Toro?
Toro: Mffffphhff....
Tanaka: Ok..go to sleep then sleepy head...
Toro: Yes..I am rather sleepy. There is a nice brezzzzzzz......
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Tuesday fears...
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Cat In My Stuff...
1st time downstairs in 2009
Last Friday, I thought I had some time off and so came home to bring Tanaka downstairs for a bit. He has been looking at Bujang wistfully every time I bring Bujang downstairs. So I put him in his purple harness, got the carrier, tied the carrier to the stroller, clamped the stroller to the bicycle stand and then we both waited for some time before Tanaka decided that the coast was clear for him to put his first foot out of the carrier and on the ground! Phew!
Of course he hid in the carrier several times and finally found courage to take a short walk, never too far away from the stroller. He stalked strangers from behind, sniffed at every corner and looked at the world from behind pillars.
Then I had a call and was horrified to be told that I was supposed to be at work for something! I bundled Tanaka and we raced home. I just had 30 minutes to get back. But I was saved by a friend who said that she would take care of the matter fir me as she lived nearer. Thank goodness. The thing was I actually looked at my schedule and did not even see my name on it. I had thought that I would get home early and take Tanaka out that morning. I wonder if this had anything to do with me not seeing my schedule properly.
Hello Sunday
Toro's debut after his haircut...short and sassy...
Toro: What you fink?
san says I look nice and comfortable. I think that means she is pleased...
I fink its okie. I behaved furry well at the groomer's. I was my sweet self. The groomer had no business messing around wif my stomach. A mancat must protect hisself! 
